
Almost a week Qadar underwent treatment at the Hospital until finally he was allowed to go home by the Doctor.
Since the arrival of Syarif to the Hospital last time, since then Syarif never returned to visit Qadar even until the child returned home Syarif was reluctant to see him again. According to what he told Qadar when he was unconscious, Sharif could not regroup with Laila and Qadar.
Syarif prefers to live with Ambar, maintaining his household with the woman rather than choosing to live raising his two biological children.
Every time Restu billed Sharif's promise to visit Qadar, there was always a reason for the man to refuse. Syarif always said if he was busy with his work in the office, making Restu could no longer urge his father.
Another with Restu who always took the time to meet Qadar while still in the Hospital. Certainly without Ambar's knowledge, because surely Ambar will not allow his son to meet the child from the results of his husband's marriage with another woman.
That night Restu met Sharif who was busy in the workspace. Restu make sure if Ambar his mother has slept in the room. Restu walked towards the Sharif workspace which was on the lower floor. Knocking on the door of the room until finally Syarif said from the inside let Restu in.
Sharif knew what Restu would tell him. Surely Restu would continue to ask him to meet Laila and Qadar.
Sharif focused on the laptop screen, he worked so busy so that Restu did not linger disturbing himself by talking about it again.
"Dad, can't you take the time to meet Qadar? Eid al-Fitr and soon... "
"Dad will send money to buy their new clothes." Sharif cut off Restu's remarks, with his eyes still on the laptop.
"That's not what I meant. I don't think they need any new clothes or anything to do with money. They want to meet with Dad. As Muslims, we must not maintain good relations, especially your relationship is father and son. On the day of Eid, God willing all will return to fitrah when we can forgive each other." Restu stopped his sentence when he saw Sharif turning to him no longer busy with work piled up on the table.
Syarif leaned back on the chair with his eyes on Restu.
"How many times do you have to say. I don't want to make your mom and dad's house a mess because I met them. You should be more pro to your mother instead of the other way around, do you not want to keep your mother's feelings?" sharif.
"Dad himself can not keep the feelings of both father's children but instead attach importance to the feelings of the mother only. If I were in the father position, I think they would need me more than I would with my mother."
"Understand what you're about that? I have a wedding appointment that I can't break anymore. You think Dad's not confused? Faced with a choice between a legitimate wife or two children? Dad's dizzy. But I think Laila and Qadar can still live a decent life without a father. They live with their uncle Handoko, the problem of father fees can meet their needs. I will transfer every month to Handoko. But to bring them to live with us is impossible" Syarif said.
"That's all you can do for them, give them enough money for their lives. Isn't that dad's job?" sharif.
"Not only that, Dad. They need daddy's love. "
"Loh meet their needs also including the form of Father's affection," Syarif.
Restu and Syarif exchanged lyrics with each other, the circumstances in the room began to make the two clumsy.
"So you're still talking about them in this house? What exactly do you want from your father for them, Restu?" Ambar pulled a chair in the corner of the room to take a position facing his only son.
Ambar sat leaning against the chair with overlapping legs, his eyes looking intimidating to the two men before him.
"You don't think about your mother's feelings when you know you care about them? You know if they're the ones who almost took our happiness? Why do you even want them to stay with us, and keep pushing your father?" Ambar continued to rain down on the question on his son that felt inexhaustible with Restu's desire.
"Because I think now it's my turn to understand father's condition. Replying to all the kindness of the father because he had married an apologetic mother, was already two-bodied," said Restu hesitantly and afraid to hurt his mother, and it certainly made Ambar angry.
Plaque!
Ambar slapped his son. Just this time Ambar was being rude towards Restu. Ambar has always loved Restu never even pinched him even though he was annoyed. But this time Restu made him ride the apoplexy.
Restu held onto his cheek which felt hot.
"I'm sorry, Mom. Restu is just a kid and doesn't deserve to talk like this. But Restu wants mom to open her heart to them, Laila and Qadar."
"Why should I accept them, huh? For a long time you have been poisoned by the thoughts of the two village boys!" Ambar's shoulders appear to rise and fall due to emotion.
"Father alone can accept me who is clearly not his biological child, then why can't mother accept the children of the father? It's not fair in my opinion!" restu said while standing up and then passed from in front of his parents.
"Rest! Wait don't go, we're not done talking!" Ambar stood up while shouting.
"Patience, don't be angry. Understand Restu he's still unstable." Sharif approached his wife trying to calm her.
"It's because of you! Try if you didn't cheat and didn't have children from other women, maybe our lives are fine!" Ambar brushed off Sharif's arm, then gawked away from there.
Syarif grabbed his hair in frustration, throwing his body on the chair.
"I must get Laila and Qadar out of this city so that my household is not as chaotic as it is now!" said monologue.
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