
Islah allowed Syafir and Syaffana to enter the house. Inside, he immediately hugged his daughter. " Thank God you survived son, I was so scared after reading the news back then, that's why I called my son Syafir to find you immediately. " Call Islah with tears.
Syaffana wiped his father's tears with the tip of his thumb. " Oh well, cook a speaker this sweet, ntar anyone see so embarrassed, in people talk patiently and confidently, turn to yourself so weak. " Syaffana Advice.
Islah nudged his daughter's forehead. " You think it's just as easy to talk to experience, it's easy for people to say that because we don't feel it. Our turn to feel who is resistant does not grieve, even say innallah it is difficult our turn is tested. " Reply Honest Islahuddin.
" Well, what's wrong with being sad, after all we are ordinary people, our turn is tested by the person who advises, the part of our brothers, we who come to give advice and strengthen them. Are not fellow men encouraged to advise each other. " Timpal Syafir.
" Yes son Syafir, he thinks that humans are the same as robots should not be sad, even though whatever rank of human, about the same taste, if pierced by the nose must be teary eyes. When stuck on the big toe, of course heartache, and deliberately or not the heart must be cursed. Although the swear delivered with different expressions and sentences, depending on the habits and values of Budi someone. " Said Islah Sengit.
The knock on the door stopped the debate between the son, father and son-in-law.
" Just go in Man, not locked. " Said ustadz Islah.
" Who is yah? " Syaffa was astonished by the new name called his father.
Chequek...The door opened after someone pushed it.
Asslamu'alaikum Yeah..." Said a sweet black young man.
" First acquaintance with your brother and sister just left." Said Islah to the young man who made Syaffana more confused.
Duars...
Bugh
Syaffa felt like a bomb had exploded in front of him, and a bullet had broken his heart, so his blood seemed to stop pumping.
" A moment the young man nodded obediently, then extended his hand to Syafir.
The turn to Syaffana is not reciprocated.
" Greetings Corona only, your brother does not like to be given a handshake directly. " Tell Islah with a face without sin.
Syaffana stared at the young man from top to bottom with a sharp glare." Brother how, Explain!" Whether asked or commanded, Syaffa kept staring intently at his father.
Islah was a little nervous "This is my son. " She said softly, trying as calmly as possible. But not with Syaffana.
Deg.
Syaffa's face paled and cold sweat began to wander as big as corn seeds from his skin pores.
" W-when did you betray you? " the question began to sob. Suddenly the view of Syaffana became dark, when he wanted to collapse, the hand of Sturdy Syafir immediately supported his wife.
" dear... It's your turn, prepare mentally and be patient. " Whisper Syafir at the tip of his wife's ear.
Syafir held Syaffana and laid her down on the bed, then opened the head covering of Syaffana.
The young man held out a pres care to Syafir. Then they both sat facing Syafir who was on syaffana massage.
" So once my father delivered this news to my wife, even though my wife was in a weakened condition, she was pregnant young. " Syafir said.
" This is not what you think, this incident happened 20 years ago, when Syaffana was a baby, my father had an accident with other passengers in the area of Jalan BT.
Our car plunged into the abyss, father was dragged by the river water and arrived at the village of his grandfather Aman. Dad was found lying on the river bank by Zainal's grandfather Aman, seeing that he was still alive, they brought him home to take care of him.
Syafir was silent listening while continuing to massage his wife.
" Dad had a concussion and memory loss. They married Sarah to her mother Aman. Our marriage lasted until my father's memory returned.
After the father remembered his identity, the father returned to the child and wife. Guess nothing happened - what was in the sand." Remember Islah.
" When did you know you had this child? " ask Syaffana cynically.
" You're sober, darling." Syafir was pleased.
" Thank God son." reply Islah.
" Thank God, brother." - Amman.
Syafir immediately kissed his wife to vent his emotions, though Syaffana tried to avoid her.
" When did this boy come? Has he been DNA tested?, and how did he get to this town? "ask Syaffana like a matriliniur shot.
" I've only been here a few days, sis, since mom's back, grandpa asked me to find dad. They have long suggested that, even though it has been a kara, but I still do not dare, hearing the news of the earthquake that hit this region, I just decided to look for you. "Silent Safe Jawab.
Syaffa tried to sit down, Shafirpun helped to sit his wife down carefully.
Syaffana stared fixedly at the young man's face in front of him. " This child does look like a father, it doesn't need DNA testing to be real. But the difference is that the father's skin is pure white, while the child is dark, all the look and stature is father's reflections. If not for memory loss, there is no way father likes his mother this child. " Inner Syaffana weigh.
" all right...I'll accept you as a father's nurse on the old day. " Syaffana said that made Syafir's forehead wince.
" Dear, say that" said syafir
reminded wife.
Unexpectedly, Aman smiled softly. " I did come to take care of my brother's father, even though I didn't know
my whereabouts, but grandfather always reminds me of my father, grandfather never blamed me, grandfather told me that all this was his fault, married his daughter to a memory loss, too, just to make his sick daughter apart from the predicament of spinsters." Obviously Safe is weak
gentler.
Syafir to shed tears, hearing the story of his unexpected sister-in-law. Syaffana was silent.
" Now everything has been explained. I am so glad to hear that there will be a grandson. Next it's up to you, to choose to accept with a free heart the past of father, or decide
to hate dad. I leave it to you son ...For Syaffana's father remains first and foremost. " Reply Islah resigned.
Syaffana approached his father. Islah welcomed his daughter by developing both hands. Long enough they've channeled each other's affections through the crib." Syaffa won't be able to hate you." Reply Syaffana softly while breaking their embrace.
Syafir takes the hands of his wife, father-in-law, sister-in-law and unites
their hands. " When a people is in conflict and in trouble, it is the people who
another should come to reconcile and help his brother out of the matter. " Syafir.
Eventually Syaffana accepted the younger brother in his father's life. As proof, he did not refuse when Shafir put their hands together. Also when Aman reached out his hand again, Syaffa accepted it, and let Aman kiss the back of his hand.
" I'm sorry, my presence makes my brother and prospective father hurt. " Safe Speech.
" I won't forgive you if I don't go and take my father with my heart to his place of study. From today on, I'm assigning you to be my assistant, servant, driver and personal bodyguard! " syaffana.
" Ready commander! " Reply Aman with respect.
" Straight! Go back where. " Reply Syaffana.
Syafir laughed.
Islah smiled sweetly watching the brothers. Then he walked around like a thief.
Islah grabbed his bag that was lying on the floor because it had hurriedly approached Syaffa who fainted.
" Let's go! Let the newlyweds say hello back to their bed. " Whispeak
Islah is not understood by Aman, but Aman still follow the steps of Islah's father.
After Islah's father left Aman, Syaffana let out her tears in Syafir's arms. Syafir patted his wife's shoulders gently and rubbed her hair. " There's always something that makes me cry in this house." Grumpily
Syaffana.
" All right, we'll be right back at mama's." Take Syafir.
" Wouldn't you rest? " ask Syaffana
" Not so! Which one wants you to do
beautiful things at the wrong time and in the wrong place. " Reply Syafir while tidying up Syaffana hair ties.
Shafir put the veil of Syaffa back on neatly, then they left after locking the door and keeping the key in a normal place.