True Said Mamah

Chapter 87

The hour hand shows 7:45. As usual at this hour, Anan sat at the dinner table for breakfast. If some time ago Anan had breakfast together with his mamah. This time, Anan enjoys his foursome breakfast with his aunt and little cousin.

When they were busy enjoying food on their plates, heard the ringing of Mamah Yati's cell phone from Anan's room.

Mamah Yati's phone is in Anan's room?

So, since Aunt Yani and her son lived in Anan's house, Mamah Yati gave her room to use her younger brother with her son. Then Mamah Yati herself, slept with Anan. Moreover, because of Anan's current condition, making mamah Yati worried if Anan sleeps alone.

Cloud, Anan's cousin rushes to Anan's room, picks up the ringing phone, then hands it over to Mamah Yati.

"Who, Mah?" ask Anan.

"Doctor Sandra" said Mamah Yati.

"Oh, maybe something's important" said Anan.

Mamah Yati also answered a call from doctor Sandra.

"Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikumsalam, Miss Yati. Sorry distracting. Can I talk to Anan?"

"Oh, sure. Of course I can."

"Doctor Sandra wants to talk to you, son," said Mamah Yati, then gave her phone to Anan.

Anan also placed the smartphone on the side of his ear.

"Yes, Mah."

"How are you, honey? Mamah kangen is with you. Can you take a walk today?"

"Wait a minute, Mah," Anan told Sandra's doctor.

Anan kept his phone away from his ear. Then he said to his mother, "Mama Sandra took Anan for a walk, is it okay?" tanyanya, ask permission.

"By, Son. Just so you are happy, do it," replied Mamah Yati with a smile.

Anan who got permission from his mama looked carefree. He put the phone he held back into his ear.

"Hello, Mah."

"Yes, Honey. How's it?"

"By, Mah. Mamah Yati has also allowed."

"Good then. You get ready, honey. Mom's gonna pick you up in a minute."

"Good, Mah."

And the phone connection was cut off.

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Grissham Company's.

Mr. Kemal was sitting opposite his son in his study. They re-negotiated the plan they had put together a few days ago. However, Zidan was a little hesitant about the plan. Until he found his father again.

"Wouldn't we tell mama first, Pah?"

"No, Zidan. We better execute the original plan. Moreover, your opah was very hard hit and regretted her actions. So that he really wants to immediately meet Anan and his mother to apologize," said Mr. Kemal.

"But, Pah. Wouldn't Mom feel betrayed if she'd been around?" ask Zidan, worried.

"It is precisely, if your mother knows first, everything will be chaotic" said Mr. Kemal.

Repeatedly Zidan let out a long sigh just to dispel his worries.

From the look on Zidan's face, Mr. Kemal could see his son's worries.

"Already, Son. You don't have to worry. We leave it to God. Man is only able to plan, He is the one who determines" said Mr. Kemal, wise.

"Then, when will Papah meet Anan and Mamah Yati?"

"Today," replied Mr. Kemal, briefly.

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"Hows it? Do you like what you hold?" ask the doctor Sandra who saw Anan palpate slowly the surface of the scarf she was holding.

"I like it, Mah. The material is smooth and comfortable. Oh yeah, it's the color, what?"

"That scarf is light brown, honey. Do you want another color?" ask Dr. Sandra, gently.

"No, Mah. This is also Anan likes. Anan just take this," Anan replied with a smile.

"May the smile on your face always be blotted out, dear," her inner self with the corners of her lips expanding.

"Oh yes, Mah. After this, where are we going?" ask Anan.

"Um.. After this we go to aunt Eliz's salon. When it's over, we go home. Do you have a place to visit?"

Actually Anan really wants to go to the city park. Wish he could meet with opah Kendra even though the possibility is very small. However, Anan also did not want to be too troublesome doctor Sandra.

"Let's ask Zidan for help, huh. Poor mama Sandra, must be tired, "inner Anan, weigh in.

"Ah, no, Mah."

"Yes, you sit here first, yeah. Mama's gonna pay for our groceries." Then Dr. Sandra went to the cashier.

During the wait, Anan vaguely heard the people around him sympathizing with him.

"Pity, yes Mom. She was young, beautiful again. But baby, he's blind."

"Yes, Mom. But, it might just be inborn."

"But still, I feel sorry for him."

Those are some of the sentences that could be heard by him.

"Patience, Nan. Allah created his servant with all his trials" murmured Anan, encouraging him.

"Yuk, Honey. Mamah is done," asked Sandra doctor as she pulled Anan's hand slowly.

"Well, let Anan help bring some groceries," Anan bargained.

"No need, honey. Mama can, really. You're quite clutching Mamah's hands, huh?!" reject doctor Sandra, meek.

"Alright, Mah," said Anan, resigned.

After putting all the purchased items into the car, Sandra's doctor led Anan to sit in the front seat. Then he sat behind the wheel.

"You try to call Zidan, yeah. Who knows if he could have lunch with us" said Sandra, then fiddled with her cell phone.

Three times Sandra's doctor tried to contact Zidan's mobile number, but never received a welcome. He decided to go straight to the restaurant.

Meanwhile.

"Do you really have no intention of joining Papah's company, Zidan?" asked Mr. Kemal to Zidan who was standing in front of the window.

Zidan looked at his Father who was sitting in his great chair.

"Sorry, Pah. Zidan would rather work in a hospital and take care of a restaurant" Zidan replied.

Mr. Kemal was only able to let out a long sigh hearing his son's short answer. Although not the first time he asked the same question, but always made him do the same thing once he heard the answer.

It was because Mr. Kemal was expecting Zidan to be willing to help him manage the company. Which if the time had come, he would calmly hand over the leadership to Zidan.

Seeing the look on his father's face, Zidan approached and stood behind Kemal. Before long, he then stretched out his hand and massaged the shoulder of the man he respected so much.

"Father don't worry. Zidan believes that Papah's people are competent and trustworthy."

"Oh yeah, Pah, how's the opah?" ask Zidan while stopping his massage.

"Well, that's how it is, opah still blames herself a lot."

For the umpteenth time, Mr. Kemal again let out a long sigh.

"Papah also did not think that it turns out that your opah had met with Anan. And even willing to give your omah relics that are very valuable to Anan," he explained.

"Don't you know that yet?" asked Mr. Kemal who saw a frown on his son's forehead.

Zidan who was already standing next to his papa nodded, assuring.

"Actually, from the beginning I wanted to ask Anan this. But there are always obstacles. And, at first I doubted that it was the same jade bracelet that belonged to opah. But, my doubts were debunked when I saw the scarf that Anan had embroidered had the name opah. However, I am still looking for evidence to solidify my faith. Until that incident happened, I... ."

Zidan only took a deep breath, not continuing his sentence.

Mr. Kemal stood up from his seat.

"Already, Son. As great as your opinion, he is also an ordinary human being," he said, then patted slowly on Zidan's shoulder.

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