Trapped by My Husband's Destiny

Strays

When Nadia and Arkan got home, it was already lunchtime. And with a heavy heart and a sense of reluctance, Nadia was at the dining table at this time.

Arkan accidentally asked the housekeeper for a special cook today. The man also accidentally picked up Nadia a little lunch and brought her home at lunchtime.

At the dining table were already seated to three people including Nadia. There are some food menus. Umimya's favorite soup. Fandi's favorite chicken. The menu was neatly arranged on the dining table. And there are a few more companion menus.

"Fandi, Om get the name, okay? Little or much...?" bargain Arkan.

"Slightly than usual" he replied spoiled. He's laughing a little. Thumbs and index fingers practice the little word meant by it.

Arkan smiled at the spoiled behavior of the boy. He sat next to Arkan.

The man, who was wearing a long-sleeved blue t-shirt, scooped some rice in a large bowl and moved it to the plate in front of Fandi. The stone plate was white, filled with only a quarter.

"Udah.... enough...?" ask Arkan slowly. He saw Fandi's face. His head nodded slightly.

"Udah Om."

The boy immediately picked up the spoon that was beside the table.

"Eating white rice? The chicken fish don't want to?" arkan Canda.

Fandi laughs. "You dong, Om."

Arkan took a piece of chicken chili and put it on the plate. "His baby too?" bargain Arkan.

"Fandi doesn't like vegetables, Om. You know."

"Little baby, let it be strong. Yeah...?"

"Yes." said Fandi slowly. He played the spoon that was in his right hand in the empty air. Smile always on her thin lips.

Arkan lifted a bowl of vegetables and moved a few spoons of vegetable sauce into Fandi's plate. In the last three spoons he took the contents of the vegetable and moved it to the plate as well.

"Kata Oom greensnya dikit doang. Is this a lot?" ask Fandi plain. The boy who had dimples on his right cheek turned to look towards Arkan.

"Aduuuhu... Oom forgot. mostly yes baby. Yes, it was finished, yes. If you don't finish, oom will eat. No, papa, right?" arkan Goda. Arkan's expression felt very guilty. But. pretend.

Nadia smiled broadly when she saw the incident. He felt salute with Arkan could seduce the boys to eat vegetables with good technique. And he also feels that Arkan takes good care of Fandi.

Fandi smiled too. He's not angry. He started to scoop up his food.

Arkan looked at Nadia. This young man laughed. He slightly raised his shoulders once quickly when Nadia saw him. Turn it over to Fandi.

Nadia smiled, she understood the meaning of that Arkan move.

"You eat, Nad?" bargain Arkan while thrusting the rice bowl he held. Arkan moved a few spoons of staple food to his plate.

"Yes, Mas. Any minute. Umi wants to eat too, right?" ask Nadia.

"Yes. It still seems to be zhuhur. Get out of the room soon."

"Wouldn't I have checked in the room, Mas?" real Nadia.

"Ouh yes. Just a minute."

Arkan immediately got up. Previously the plate in front of him was filled with rice and he had placed a bowl of rice on the table.

Nadia noticed Arkan walking towards the room, adjacent to the living room. After Arkan disappears from sight, Nadia notices Fandi.

"Fandi in 3rd grade is the school?" nadia asked kindly.

"Yes" he answered briefly. He stopped the slit to his mouth. His forehead wrinkled.

Nadia could read the gurgle of the boy sitting in front of her.

"What's wrong? How does it seem to be confused?"

"Ouh, call Mother." Nadia smiling. He felt that this boy was very smart and wise.

"Yes... Mother, Fandi is 3rd grade now."

He continued eating slowly.

"Pinter in school?"

"Ndak Mother. Fandi is less pinter in math."

"Ouh, yeah."

Nadia laughs. He did not expect this little boy to say honestly and innocently.

"So Fandi pinter in what lesson?"

"If you guys say, Fandi Pinter in English and Computer lessons."

"Waaah.. Grade 3 Elementary School already has English and Computer lessons in your school. Great...."

"Yes mother."

Fandi smiles. He took a glass of water that was located beside him.

"Mother will be his wife Om Arkan?"

Suddenly the little boy said clearly and straightforwardly. The water in the glass has not been drunk. He looked at Nadia.

Nadia surprised. Surprised because the question came out of the mouth of a 3rd grade elementary schooler.

"Yes.." answered Nadia.

"If later became the wife of Om Arkan, Fandi can still live with Om Arkan?"

The white boy asked that with an innocent face. She looked at Nadia with her sad eyes. A glass filled with water, he held it with both hands. The glass was still on the table and in front of him.

Nadia was more surprised when listening to this sentence than before. And Nadia seemed to want to scream and let out tears when she looked at this orphan child.

"Of course you can."

Nadia. His voice is a little. He had to cough once to shake his throat.

"Thank you, Mother."

Fandi raised the glass with both hands and sipped the drink.

Nadia turned. He tried to remove the clear circles stuck in the corner of the eye with his finger. He had little chance to turn and stabilize the heart, when the sweet-faced boy drank water and did not see it. He tried to hide his feelings of compassion for this boy.

"Fandi dear with Om Arkan. Arkan is good. When Mama died Om Arkan promised to take care of Fandi," explained Fandi. He continued his sentence when he had finished his drink. Slowly he placed the glass on the glass-bottomed dining table.

Nadia had heard the story from Arkan, that Arkan's first brother died of diabetes and myom. His years of struggle with the disease, finally closed his age at 45 years.

Fandi is the only child of Arkan's first brother. Her husband, who works as a Ship's Fruit, often leaves them. But at the time of her death, her husband was not yet on duty, still in Jakarta waiting for a call. So he can still go back to Solo and see his wife's corpse. If she's on duty, then her husband won't see his wife's body one last time.

Fandi is willing to stay with Arkan. Because his father was on duty, a month after his wife's death. And Arkan is also ready to take care of Fandi.

In Arkan's hands, according to the story from Uminya, Fandi was so satisfied with the affection given by his uncle. Nothing less even though he doesn't have a Mom and Dad. His father, who served in the shipping industry, only communicated with him over the phone.

Nadia thinks that when she marries Arkan, she will live with Uminya and Fandi. She probably won't feel married like the others, feeling the life together before having children. But Nadia doesn't regret that. He has a destiny to earn a reward and a large field of worship. Nurturing an orphan and caring for a widow who has gone through many struggles of life. Nadia was grateful for that. No problem for him.

Nadia looked back at the boy who was eating his food slowly. She had one child when she married Arkan. Not a real child. Not the son of Arkan. But the son given by Allah will be his reward field.

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