Victim

046.Cravings

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The trial that Furqon attended was completed at 11:45 with the case won by the orphanage.

"Thank you sir for all your kindness, we will always remember your kindness. We will always pray for the happiness of the father and family, may Allah bestow grace and happiness on the family of the father" said a middle-aged man while greeting Furqon's hand tightly, her tears did not stop because of the need.

Mr. Aji is one of the caretakers of Al-Rohman orphanage, whose case was taken over by Furqon.

The flashback

A few months ago, as Furqon was about to return home he saw several children and adults crying in front of a house.

Furqon stopped his car and came to them

AL-RAHMAN ORPHANAGE

Such is the writing written on the board that has been shabby and uprooted.

"Sorry what's wrong, sir?" furqon asked the middle-aged man who was hugging a small child.

He wiped his tears

"We were kicked out of this place" he replied

"Can you sir? "

"actually this house is the endowment of someone, he mandated us to be used for orphanage, but the son of the old owner took it again"

"Do you have letters? "

the man shook weakly

"but we have a black letter on white and witnessed by the old lurah"

Furqon nodded

"Mr can report to the police"

"How do I want to report, the son of the old owner is a police officer as well" the father replied sadly

"Then you can find a lawyer"

"No sir, we can't hire a lawyer, we don't have a fee"

Furqon seemed to think for a moment

It's getting late in the afternoon there's no way they're all sleeping on the streets

furqon's eyes were fixed on a woman holding a baby

Especially if there is a baby

Furqon took the phone out of his pants pocket, and called someone

"Hallo assalamualaikum, sir? " answer the man across there

"" Waalaikumsalam, Fahmi please prepare a house in jln sudirman, and send 1 bus to the address I will share, now "

"Good Sir"

"yes, as soon as possible. Assalamu'alaikum"

"Girishal"

"What number of residents? "

"45 sir the same caretaker"

"While my father and children are where I used to be. Tomorrow I'll be there, here's my business card, you can call me"

"Thank you sir" said the father, trying to kiss Furqon's hand, but Furqon refused.

"There will soon be a father and children, I can not take long because there is an appointment"

"Well sir excuse me" Furqon said goodbye and went home, because he had an appointment with someone at his house

"Fahmi help you prepare the needs for the people who will be invited later, they are from the orphanage, feed and clothes for them. There were 45 people, don't forget" Furqon contacted his confidant on the way home

In accordance with Furqon's promise, the next day he came to his house which was occupied by the residents of the orphanage,

They were all having breakfast on the floor, as the house had just been renovated.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Furqon

"Waalaikumsalam" they answered in unison

Mr. Aji the middle-aged man will stand up to greet Furqon

Furqon sits himself near Mr. Aji.

He rubbed the head of a boy next to him.

After breakfast is finished the residents of the parlour run their routine, because this is their day off to fill the activities by studying at home.

"Thank you sir for all your kindness, may Allah repay you with a better one"

"Aamiin"

Now Mr. Aji and Furqon have been sitting on a bench under a tree.

"Sorry sir, if I may help you with this dispute? "

Mr. Aji turned his face to Furqon

"But sir we don't have the money to pay you"

"Furqon up! call me Furqon

aja, about the cost do not have to think, I will not ask for a single rupiah"

Mr. Aji clasped Furqon's hand and he tried to kiss him as gratitude, but Furqon held him back, holding the bowed head of Mr. Aji.

"Thank you, Furqon.. Thank you" Mr. Aji cried.

Mr. Aji gave up a letter stamped as evidence later in the trial, Furqon also invited Mr. Aji to report to the police.

flashback off

After the trial Furqon returned to the office to finish the other files.

After the dzuhur prayer, Furqon returned to his room to enjoy the provisions brought by his wife.

Rice, chicken rica, capcay, pickled cucumbers and carrots, as well as fruit that has been cut small, make Furqon spirit devouring provisions.

After getting married Furqon looks more contained and healthy, it's all because Intan always pay attention to all her needs.

At 4:30 pm Furqon has arrived home, after cleaning up Furqon performing congregational ashar prayers.

"Father's son is already handsome scented ih gemes" Aathif laughed as Furqon kissed his body, it all makes Furqon more anxious.

"Mother is ready yet? " ask Furqon

Diamond who just finished polishing her favorite lipstick turned her head

"Let's go, ntar ngantri lama" Intan grabbed the bag and hung it on his shoulder

"Let's just remember, I registered it online. We got no sequence of 10 at most before the magrib is finished"

"Daddy on standby" Intan kissed Furqon and Aathif's cheeks alternately.

"Oh mother, I've pinter codain huh! "Furqon pinched Intan's chin, Intan just snorted with a smile.

" Huh ah let's go, this is Aathif's jacket in the first place"Intan put the jacket on Aathif.

"This is the hero of the father, uh. weight, already a big son of the father's mother" Furqon held Aathif and took Intan.

After saying goodbye they went to a famous obstetrician in the area.

Because it was a bit jammed, they finally arrived within 35 minutes

Just waiting for a queue of 2 people only finally they get a turn.

"This is his son's candidate sir, still a child so you have to be careful, do not soy sauce and a lot of thoughts. Her gestational age has entered the 7th week, so almost 2 months "

As long as Herni's doctor explained Intan's content, Furqon held Aathif on her thigh and her right hand held Intan's.

Her smile never receded from her lips, while her eyes were fixed on the USG monitor and on Intan.

"Because there are no complaints, this is the recipe I love vitamins and blood enhancers, do not forget to drink milk yes ma'am" the doctor gave a piece of paper.

"This is a photo of the USG"

"If nausea, drink lemon tea mixed with honey" continued the doctor

After saying goodbye, they continued their journey

Because it was time for magrib Furqon to stop his vehicle at the roadside mosque.

" I'm sorry I waited a long time" Furqon approached Intan who was waiting on the terrace of the mosque

"Here Aathif is the same father, mother wants to pray first" Furqon took over Aathif who is in the lap of Intan, and Intan entered the mosque for prayer.

"Well we will go to the park, mother wants to buy martabak telor as rujak fruit" Intan said as they headed to the mosque parking lot

"More cravings yes mother" tease Furqon

Intan just grinned