WIFE OF CHILDHOOD

SOLITUDE

Father still did not give Zul permission to come to Pandeglang with the Firman family. Mom tried to comfort Zul while asking Zul not to be too pushy. His father was a hard person. That is why he also feels the same character as father.

"Dad will be harder if Zul is more forceful. I hope Zul understands. I don't like to be denied, son! Moga nti own father who will take us on vacation to Pandeglang," said the mother. Zul just looked down. It was hard to soften my petrified heart.

Mr. Mansyur and his wife and son returned home. They say a lot of thanks to father and mother because even though they have lost contact for so long, they are still accepted and even treated very well.

"Sorry, mom! I hope that you understand my feelings. Not to doubt you guys to take care of Zul for a few days in Pandeglang. But I'm not ready for that!"said father apologized to Mr. Mansyur.

"I understand, Don! May your negative thoughts about Pandeglang slowly melt back. We can often visit each other, keep this friendship rope.'

"Yes, thanks! Look at us often here. We are so happy to see you and your family again!"

Mr. Mansyur smiled. He did not want to disturb the old wounds of his best friend. But he is sure that one day everything will return to how it was. He was sure that only time could heal Zul's father's heart.

"I can, sometime stop by here again to Jakarta." The word follow nimbrung.

"Sure dong, you are also Vera, if the school holidays can play here with the Word." replied Zul's father patted Firman's shoulder more friendly. Though at the beginning of the coming of the Word, the father is very distanced to remember the contribution of the Word that caused tragedy to his son in the past.

Word happy. The burden of his heart was lifted a little. He used to be depressed in silence considering the events of the past. But he tried hard to cover up his fragility. Not to mention the accusation of his father who appointed him as the ringleader all this caused him to lose affection.

Slowly the white Avanza slid out of the garage of Zul's house. Loneliness is back. Dad soon returned to his office. Stay Zul himself pensively in the house while the mother went inside for some.

Hhhhh..... This loneliness can kill me for a long time, murmured little heart Zul. He was used to the quiet atmosphere of his home. But because some days the atmosphere feels warm because of the family of Mr. Mansyur, so when they go home, Zul feels something is empty. Lonesome.

The guitar strings he picked felt discordant in his ears. The songs lined up with play music in his house sound boring. As well as his favorite novel, he saw a row of words exhausting his eyes. Zul has lost a lot.

"Muu..... Zul went to the swimming pool.... Mumet's at home, bete!!" zul's screams make his mother huddled after Zul.

"Main morning Zul! Besides, you don't bring the same towel for a koq??"

"There's koq in the locker. Zul lived a few days ago!"

Zul nodded. Mother was always overprotective after Zul got the headache. He looked at his son's wide back but without fat and a little meat. Mother was actually sad to see Zul who was like that. The look on his face was gloomy a sign that Zul had a lot of burden on his mind.

The swimming pool was empty today. It was 10 in the morning. There are usually Elementary students who have swimming schedules. But this time I saw only one or two. It is just the pool managers.

Silent zul on the edge of the pool. Since there was the Word he has not been stricken with illness and strange dreams about Akis. His mind returned to glare. Is because the curtain began to unfold and slowly Zul like remembering those times even if only a little.

Zul patted the pool water in disappointment. If father allows it, he wants to see Akis soon. Saying sorry, hoping to start a new life without the burden of regret. Maybe God hasn't allowed that to happen.

After a quarter-minute of Zul swimming alone, he immediately got out of the pool. Go to the bathroom, rinse and then hurry to change clothes. Since Reyvan's doctor advised Zul to swim frequently, this place has become a hangout every 3 times a week. So that some of the pool manager of the housing complex was familiar with him and gave him locker keys.

He'll be home soon. Worried that his headaches had recurred and troubled many people including his mother.

Adzan Zuhur has not reverberated. But Zul already looks handsome with white cocoa and a plaid sarong motif and a black kopeah on his head. He permits to go to the mosque in front of his house to his mother. Mother smiled proudly looking at the child who was just a very handsome puppet.

For some reason, all day long everything looks lonely around Zul. In the pool, around his house, even in the mosque, there were only a few old people.

What an incredible loneliness.

While waiting for the mosque's marbot to proclaim the Adhan, Zul picked up some reading books in the back corner of the pulpit. Back and forth he opened trying to reduce the feeling of loneliness. But still deserted ambush his solitude.

Zul closed his eyes. Pray that God will give him the best way. Hope this quiet soon evaporates as the disease torments him. Zul's tears trickled involuntarily. Zul immediately wiped it off while sighing. Zul finally resigned, if God was testing him and even punished him for the mistakes of the past. Although he does not remember it, but he does not allow his behavior that may be too late in the past. Either even though his little heart refused to remember his age was still 8 years at that time. Could it be a mistake or misunderstanding as the Word said the other day.

In Zul prayer longer pray. Asking God to make all his affairs easy. Give him the opportunity to enjoy his youthful future. Because he will be very sad if his father and mother are still busy taking care of him at this age who should be independent to shape his business for the future.

Zul doesn't want to stay in solitude. Zul was hoping for a cure. There is still a lot he wants to achieve. Perhaps if he could choose, he would prefer the doctor to live a few months or a few more years than to live dependent on this disease. Dr. Reyvan said the illness was not a dangerous one. But it is precisely the uncertainty of the deadline that makes Zul so stressed.

How's the story going Zul? Hope this story is happy. Just wait for the story....