The Beginning of a Famous Writer
The Fruit of Patience is so sweet

I was shocked as if I didn't believe Ronal's confession. How could he be convicted of not having children. Marry not yet.

Seeing me shocked. Ronal is back.

"I had a hernia five years ago. And operated. Because of my illness that was the effect after the surgery I most likely couldn't have children. That's the one that pushed me to take back Indri when I met Cita.

I am the person who likes and is most happy with my children. How can I be convicted of not having children. Therefore I have no problem marrying a widow who obviously already has children. And I will love him with all my heart." Clear Ronal long wide.

"If so why not just let the child?" Many reflexes.

Ronal was silent for a moment. I also feel guilty for proposing Cita's child earlier.

"Sorry Nal. I didn't mean to..." Ardi's words were instantly cut by Ronal.

"Therefore I question what the nature of Mind you think." It was clearly Ronal who cut my conversation.

"We humans are born with two sides. Depends on how we react. Will follow the good side or the bad side. For that beside yourself. It is the family and environment that will direct. Someone who is well directed, the positive side is dominant. And vice versa." My answer.

Ronal was silent again. Thinking for a moment.

"You were right in. Depends on how the closest person is." Answer Ronal again.

"Yes. So what's your plan?" Ask Ardi again.

Ronal has not yet answered. There was a door opened from the inside, along with the cries of the child Cita. We looked towards the door. What came out was Cita. While Indri is still inside trying to calm the child Cita.

"Nal, you cry and call papa again." Say the Claim while standing in the direction of the door and facing right to us who are sitting side by side in the waiting chair in front of the room.

Without answering Ronal passed into the room and immediately approached towards Kasih.

Seeing Ronal enter and head to Kasih's bed, Indripun shifted to give a place for Ronal.

Deftly Ronal directly carrying Kasih, because the hand of Love that is still infused makes it difficult for Ronal to move. As understood by the situation then Cita removed the infusion tube from the hanger and held it while standing near Ronal. And follow the Ronal movement so that the infusion pair is not disturbed.

As far as Ronal has said. Who intends to love a child who is not his flesh and blood with his whole heart. It is true that from his attitude, eyes and body language he really loves the Love of the Child. The blackness is a sincerity.

After Love falls asleep again. At nine o'clock we finally got permission to go home. But before coming home my husband was already familiar with Ronal.

"How's Nal tonight? Are you coming here, or are you coming back?" Ask Ardi.

Ronal looked towards Cita. But what was seen was silence. It seems he has a lot of thoughts. Of course he thought of his son who was lying sick.

"If Cita allows me to be willing to accompany you as long as Love is cared for. Kasian Cita later if Kasih calls her papa again." Ronal answered and directed his gaze towards Cita, like asking Cita for answers to his intentions that will accompany.

Without a sound Cita just nodded his omen he agreed if Ronal accompanied him.

"Good Nal. If so, we say yes first. Strengthen your choices and don't be rash!" Say Ardi while gently hitting Ronal's shoulder.

"Thank you Di. Thank you Ndri." Ronal speech followed by Cita.

"Yes, may you get well soon!" We said almost simultaneously.

We shook hands after we walked to the door.

I was curious about what the husband said to Ronal earlier. Finally asked to treat my curiosity.

"What's bund by the way?" Answer the husband while still looking forward and both hands are on the handlebar of the motor.

"That's strengthen the choice and don't be rash." My answer tells me what I'm asking.

"Owh that. Do you know why Ronal was sensitive to Rey's question this afternoon? And Ronal's closeness to Cita's child?" Not answering my husband, she asked back.

"Yes, I don't know. Why why?" My words were a little upset because my curiosity could not get the answer.

"Ronal was told doctors can't have bund offspring." Obviously husband.

"Ha really yeah?" I was surprised by the husband's explanation.

"Look at Ronal who was pretty dashing. His posture is almost perfect. How could he be told the doctor could not have children?" Reply spontaneously.

"Yes how about bund. God's rule no one knows. He said Ronal had a hernia, and operated on, well since the operation that the doctor menvoniis. But that's the doctor's verdict. Almighty God with all bund." The husband again.

"Yes right yeah. What does the same relationship with what Dad said?" I still demand answers and explanations.

"Well that's him. Seeing the Love that always calls him papa, and he who wants to have children. And because of the doctor's verdict on him, he was willing to love a child even though it was not his own flesh and blood. He promised to love her with all his heart. It was outside..." My words were cut Indri.

"Owh yes. What were you and Ronal telling me outside?" I'm cutting off the husband's conversation.

"Yes mother, so listen first. I'd like to explain. Just outside. He asked about Cita. Because of the father who has known Cita for a long time. Ronal intends to make himself a connecting father for Kasih bund." Obviously husband.

"Huh? Right yeah?" I was shocked by what I heard.

"Why? Mother jealous?" Husband mellowed.

"That's not it. Didn't expect the same mission to make them a match." I said while laughing.

I heard my husband returning my laughter.

"Yes the plague bund. We do not know God's plan. Hope they are fooled. And given a way to unite. It seems Ronal is a sincere person." Answer husband.

Not felt because fun chatting about Ronal and Cita we have arrived at the yard.

***

The next day at school. Pas hours of rest. We honoraries called the headmaster gathered in his room.

After all we gathered there. The principal started the conversation around the honorary and data collection that we had a few months ago.

We listen carefully.

At the end of the conversation.

"Congratulations to my mother all, the wish that my father has been waiting for has come. Please prepare the appropriate file requested here for the issuance of the Rapture Decree." Said the father while thrusting the paper that was originally on his desk.

We all looked shocked in disbelief. But a happy hue clearly radiated on the face.

My heart rumbles happily. Tears are dripping. After a long wait, it finally produced a very sweet fruit. I was the one who sat down and stood up. And kowtowing before the headmaster and friends of friends who also enjoy the same happiness as me.

"Thank God. Thanks Ibuk. Bang Ardi The late father, grandfather, grandmother, uncle, aunt and all who loved me. Services I will never forget." My prayer is recited. The tears of happiness wet the cheeks.