The Widow's Choice

Great Child

" Assalamu'alaikum"

" Wa'alaikumussalam Dil's. Yuk's leaving!" answer Nurul.

" Da-bak, please ask. Last morning mama story, last night mbak Nurul same Al diaterin home the same man. Who's Hayoooo,,???" ask Dila curious.

" Fuckin. I'm leaving, it's late again."

" Sure it's just a temen mbak?" crazy God.

" Yes temen. Al mother went to work first. Be careful at home!"

" Yes Mother." Al immediately approached Nurul to regret it.

" Asalamu'alaikum!"

" A'alakkumussalam!" Nurul and Dila began to leave the terrace of Nurul's house.

" Daa Al,,,!!" shouted Dila while waving her hands.

" Daa mbak Dila,,!!" Al also returned a wave of Dila's hand and then returned to the house. " Bak Nurul, who dong stories mbak Nurul men who last night nganterin home!"

" To you, yes,,!! Don't tell anyone!! Please tell your mom too, please don't tell anyone else." Nurul said while half whispering.

" Who the hell is mbak,,?? Not usually mbak Nurul until delivered home, to home anyway."

" How else, Al sleep in his car, built do not wake-up as already nyampe in front of the alley there. Finally he's the one who's carrying Al-sampe's house."

" cie,,cie, etc.. The romance is falling in love.." Dila immediately ran away leaving Nurul who was still walking slowly because he was worried about getting an unexpected attack from Nurul. Nurul just shook his head looking at Dila's silly behavior.

The Rahman residence.

" Mas Rahman! Mas, Rahman's Mas!!" fatimah shouted as she went down the stairs until her voice echoed throughout the house.

" You must not shout Fatimah. Everyone's hearing is still normal." scolded Indira who was sitting in the living room alone.

" I'm sorry ma'am, hhihihi. Mas Rahman where's ma'am'??"

" It was in the same Riko same Rindi. Why??"

" Okay ma'am, thank you. Fatimah wants to ask Rahman, how last night nganterin mbak Nurul home, hhihihi. Mas Rahman never said anything about mbak Nurul?" Fatimah sat down next to her mother.

" Never before. Yes yes! What did Rahman think of Nurul? I was too excited to know them, to forget to ask Rahman's opinion."

" Come ma'am, we're interrogating Rahman. Hhihiwi.." Fatimah was very enthusiastic about her idea. Both the mother and the child went straight to the swimming pool in the backyard.

" Didn't Rahman go swimming?" fatimah asked when he got near the pool to find his brother just sitting in the gazebo.

" Not the deck, not their own. I don't want to swim anymore. Where's ali?"

" It's still in the mas room, just had a shower earlier." Fatimah immediately sat to the right of Rahman, followed by Indira's mother to her left. " Well, how was last night?"

" Where's what?"

" Well, how did you get Nurul home?" ms. Indira was curious.

" No way ma'am', just normal." cuek Rahman. Rahman began to remember when he was one car with Nurul.

" What cooking is it? Maak Nurul is not beautiful mas according to Rahman,,??"

" Sweet." Rahman replied briefly. The two women beside Rahman looked at each other and turned towards Rahman, but Rahman's face was flat with no expression.

Rahman who was sensitive to the attitude of the two women beside him also then let out a long sigh. He also told me what happened when he drove Nurul and Al home. " Are you that??" ask Fatimah disappointed.

" How else should the deck go,,??"

" Yes Rahman was aggressive around the cake, cook a really cold guy."

" What is this crocodile? The part of the deck, also known for a few days, do not know also what nature kayak."

" Yes ma'am, Al also said yesterday." honestly Rahman.

" Al said no why?"

" No ma'am'. Wh why? Nurul didn't tell you the story either?"

" No. Why would you?"

" Yes next time ask ma'am Nurul. Why ma'am'? Mother' mind the pain? If you mind, cancel it before it's too late."

" Well, if you're talking, don't be weird. He is not a problem with your illness, why should we also have problems as sick." defended Indira bu.

" Yes, yes ma'am'. It's up to mom." Rahman resigned. " Thank you, you accepted my condition." The three of them drifted further in another chat while watching Riko and Rindi who were swimming.

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The sun has slipped to the west, as a sign that dusk is nearing and dark the night will soon accompany. Nurul has come home from work. Finishing her homework that Al couldn't finish. By dark he had finished his homework. He also cleared himself to relax after a day struggling with his work. Until night has come.

" Al, this is why you want to ask Al." Nurul patted the mat-floored floor right next to him. Al just came out of his room to teach.

" Yes mother."

" Al, yesterday Al was like Rahman talking about anything?" Al was confused to answer the mother. Nurul realized the expression on the son's face. " Mother will not be angry if Al is honest with Mother!" bujuk Nurul's.

" Are you sure you won't be angry with Al?"

" Why should Mother be angry try? Mother is sure, Al already knows which is good and which is bad. So Al also knew, which to say to others and which not. Aren't you,,??" Nurul embraced Al's shoulder with his right hand.

" Yes mother. Thank you Mother believes in Al." Al hugged his mother's body. Then he started talking about his conversation with Rahman. But he missed that he wanted Rahman to be his father.

" Are you sure that's it,,??"

" Eemmm, Al also said to Rahman that," Al stopped his words to gather his courage.

" Why, honey,,??"

" If youuu,,,, Al,,, mauuuu, Rahman's father is Al." Al tightened his embrace on the mother. She was afraid that her mother would be angry and out of control. Nurul was shocked to hear his son's words.

" Why did Al say that? Is Mother not enough for Al,,?" nurul asked quietly while regulating her feelings. He released Al's embrace and turned his seat to face each other. " Just be honest with Mother, yes!"

" Mother don't be angry yaa, promise!" Al stretched out his hand with all four fingers curled up while his little finger was still standing upright.

" In shaa Allah, yes,,!" Nurul did the same with Al.

" Amafin Al ya Mommy, Al also want to kayak Temen Al the other Mother. There's a mother-same father at home. There are those who nemenin Al if the new Mother works or if the new Mother finishes home. Mother is also not alone ngurusin Al. Al actually misses Bayu's father, but Bayu's father already has his own family, and may have forgotten the same Al." the boy's tears began to pool.

Nurul immediately hugged his son's body. Calm his feelings. Al slightly sobbed in Nurul's arms. " I'm sorry dear Mother, this is all Mother's fault. You must separate from your real father." Nurul's tears began to flow profusely. Feeling guilty for what his son felt. He tried to be stronger in front of his son. The tears that had flooded her cheeks, then slowly released her embrace. " Why didn't Al ever say that to my dear Mother,,??"

" Al, Al, Al, Al don't want to add to your mind's burden. Al knew Mommy was tired of working every day to meet Al's needs, so Al did not want Mommy to be tired because he thought of Al's desire to have a father again" said Al who was still as excited.

Nurul could not hold back her crying. The defense he had built had collapsed by the words of his son. The guilt for Al was growing in his heart. The feeling of regret for never knowing the desire of the son's heart just wayang. He increasingly felt sorry for having failed to become a mother and also a father for Al. He clenched Al's body back into his arms. Now the sound of his stuffing really echoed filled his little house.

" Apardon Al Mommy, Maafin Al, hiks!" Al returned Nurul's embrace tightly.

" Don't love, hiks, hiks, Mother who should apologize to you. Because of Mother's selfishness, you are separated from your father. Mother also never knows what your heart desires, so Mother always tries to close herself from the fact that Mother is still mother,, it is very impossible to be a father to you, hyks, hiks, sorry, dear mother!!" the two mothers and children also strengthen each other until their cries begin to subside and release each other's embrace.

" Al, why would Al want Rahman to be Al's father,,??"

" Don't know mom, I love Rahman. After all, of all the men who try to get the same mother, no one is like Rahman. They must have loved Al to buy toys, even though Al's toys have been a lot. And again, if Al had told you about Mother being sick, they would not have believed. Isn't that Nda,,???" Nurul thought about what Al said.

" Yes dear, Al pinter, great." Nurul rubbed Al's head slowly.

" Mother wants to marry Rahman,,??"

" Don't know yet baby, Mommy's still thinking about it. So Mommy also asked Al, what is the opinion of Al." Nurul smiled at her son. Until I sayup-sayup kumandang adzan isya' heard from the mosque. Both mother and son finally ended the emotional chatter and prepared to go to the mosque.

In each of his prostrations, Nurul tirelessly offered his prayers to the Power. Begging for guidance on the life choices he faces.Begging for the strength of heart and the best choice for himself, his son and his family.