Don't Call My Son the Haram Child
Muhammed Aufar

"I'm sorry Zakira I didn't mean to hurt you. Give me some time to accept the boy" Rafly said, kissing Zakira's cheek.

'If you want to let the boy. Let me aqidah the boy, use my money just keep your jewelry," said Rafli, kissing Zakira's cheek.

"No need, if you keep the money, I'll leave here too. I can't bear to hear people insulting my son."

"Once again forgive me Zakira, I really didn't mean to hurt you."

"You always said you wouldn't hurt me, but you always brought up the origin of my son, hicks. Do you know if it hurts more than anything, hicks." Zakira came back crying.

"Yes Zakira, I'm a khilaf. I promise this is the last time I say these hurtful words to you, I love you Zakira. I just need time to accept the boy. I didn't think after seeing him born, it was so hard to accept, whether his face was so similar to that bastard.But I promise I will try to be a good father Zakira to our son Zakira. Give me a chance at that."

Zakira could only cry.She hugged her son again.

"Please Zakira. If you want aqiqah, I will prepare the aqiqah event. You keep your jewelry Zakira." Rafly tries to persuade Zakira in all sorts of ways. And finally Zakira tried to give Rafli a chance.

"Okay, this is the last time I'll give you a chance. If you repeat again, don't blame me if I leave without your knowledge."

"Yes Dear. I promise." Rafly hugs Zakira then kisses the baby in her arms.

"I'm sorry dad, son" he said, rubbing Zakira's baby head.

Rafly kissed the head of his wife again so sorry to have said such a painful thing.

***

In order to get Sorry from Zakira, Rafli also prepared an aqiqah event. Rafli invites his co-workers as well as his neighbors.

In addition to the neighbors Raffi also delivered an invitation to both parents.

"Assalamualaikum" Rafli said when on his parents' doorstep..

"Getishalight."

"What's Rafli?" bu Rita asked as she investigated suspiciously staring at Rafli.

"I'd like to send you an invitation, ma'am, aqiqah our son."

Miss Rita smiled cynically. 

"Until I die, I won't go to your house, Rafli. Unless you have another child of your own flesh and blood . Maybe mom will come to your house."

"Yes Ma'am, after the child is 2 years old, I also plan to have another baby. Zakira was able to get pregnant again."

Bu Rita enlarged her pupils 

"What's 2 years?2 More years it's too long, mother hunt dead to know. I can't see my granddaughter later. If you don't want to divorce Zakira. You told Zakir to get pregnant again after his puerperium ran out."

"Astaghfirullahaladzim Bu pity Zakira at the time of giving birth Zakira was operated on by cecar Bu."

"Yes it's also free Rafli expects a grandson from you. I told you, you divorced Zakira and found a better woman, but you chose her instead. Just so you know, I'm really disappointed in you Rafli. You're really stupid. Still want to be with a woman who is not able to maintain her honor," said Rita as she turned her face.

Rafli seemed to casually respond to the insults coming out of his mother's mouth, because he was used to them.

"Yes already Ma'am. Mother wants to go out of gratitude, not even me and Zakira no problem, rather than later mother came to our son's aqiqah by force, but Mother's words actually make my wife hurt," cetus Rafli's. Rafly left the house.

***

The next few days the aqiqah was held at the residence of Rafli. Aqiqah is carried out simply and attended by Raffly's closest friends, including his neighbors.

Today Zakira's baby is named Muhammad Aufar bin Rafli Aiman. 

The following days Aufar's presence was acceptable to Rafli. Rafli tries to love and love Aufar like his own son. Every morning before going to work. Rafli helps Zakira take Aufar for a morning walk. Zakira and Rafli go through their happy days together with Aufar. Only, Bu Rita's attitude remained unchanged towards Zakira.

Rita continues to urge Rafli to force Zakira to get pregnant again. At this insistence, Rafli emboldened himself to tell Zakira.

Zakira is currently sleeping Aufar who is still drinking breast milk from her in her room.

Rafli lay down next to Zakira then hugged her from behind.

"Darling, can I ask you something?" ask Rafli warmly.

"What do you ask?" 

"When you get pregnant again? who knows we have a daughter, this house becomes more rame," said Rafly while tightening his arms.

Zakira understood, Rafli would also want to have his own blood flesh lineage.

"Ehm, I think so too Mas. From tomorrow I'll stop taking the contraceptive pill."

Rafli hugged Zakira.

"Thank you dear" he said happily. Rafly kisses Zakira and Aufar.

"Hopefully Aufar can soon have another dede" said Rafli while kissing Aufar's forehead.

Rafly and Zakira stared at each other with happy smiles.

***

America's.

Lauren's calling someone.

"How, do you know where my nephew's address is?"

"It's the Madam."

"Good," said Lauren.

"What about Reymond's company?"

" Pak Remon's company has been taken over by Mr. Andri madam. The situation is also stable and the Clients still trust our company."

"Good, maybe next month I'll be there. To see what companies and assets my sister lives in. All his assets will go to my nephew when he's 17."

"Ehm if you already know the address of your nephew, why not directly give the assets through the mother of your nephew?"

"There's time. I don't want my brother's company and assets to fall into the wrong hands. And then used in a way that is not right. I want Reymon's entire assets and company to remain intact or to expand in accordance with the letter Reymond is holding

"

"Oh so, well, Madam."

"Well keep an eye on where my niece is."

"Ready Mistress."

Lauren hung up on me. He glanced at the woman in the photo he was holding.

"Ehm so he's Zakira. Which makes Reymond crazy," said Lauren with a cynical smile.