Don't Call My Son the Haram Child
Disillusioned

"But Mom, Denisha loves Rafli very much. Even he's been waiting for Rafli to date." Ms. Rita is still trying to persuade Ms. Syntia.

"Can't! Eating love does not make you full. Anyway, I'm afraid my granddaughter has the same disease as your granddaughter."

"Mother who had the disease was Zakira, Rafli's wife. Not our descendants, ma'am. I see for myself my son is handsome like this."

Not playing his shame Rafli when it saw bu Rita who looks too imposing his will.

"Already Ma'am, don't force it" whispered Rafli.

" Mommy, I'm not a fool, in fact the first child Zakira who said not Rafli's child did not suffer from the disease, it means Rafli is nothing. Anyway I refused firmly."

Bu Rita pursed her lips.

"Let's go home Rafli." Ms. Rita was actually embarrassed by the rejection. That's why he can't say anything anymore.

"Yes, Mom."

Rafli stood up then pushed the wheelchair bu Rita.

"Excuse me Auntie," Rafli said in a soft voice in embarrassment.

Rafli pushes Rita's bu wheelchair until it arrives on the porch.

It just so happened that Denisha's car arrived in her yard.

He hurriedly got down to see Bu Rita and Rafli who were about to enter their car.

"Aante!" call Denisha

Denisha walked quickly to them.

"Auntie why come home. How's the proposal?"

Bu Rita pursed her lips.

"Your mother did not accept Rafli. Even he said Rafli can't make you happy with his current salary."

"Yes but I also have income, I'm ready to accept Rafli as he is."

"Denisha! What are you talking about! Like no other man, let's go in!" Ms. Sintya replied from behind

Denisha turned towards Bu Syntia.

"But Mami! I … "

"Let's go in!"

Don't want Denisha to come in with Sintya's mom.

"Remember Denisha, you cannot accept a proposal from a man who has wasted his child and wife. You will also be wasted by him, "

"But Mommy…,"

"Have entered! . There are still many other men than you married to a widower who is in trouble with his wife ."

Bruk ..Syntia's door was closed violently

Rafli and Bu Rita feel more embarrassed and disappointed.

"It's satisfied, ma'am. It turns out that none of this was up to expectations, was it?" Rafli said cynically.

Bu Rita lowered her face.

"Now what else do you want. Rafli's household has been destroyed, people also already know if who brought the disease from the seeds of our family Bu. And I don't think any woman would want to marry me."

Rafli smiled cynically.

"Maybe it's my destiny like this. It's important that you be happy, I've sacrificed my happiness and my family's happiness."

Rafli helps Bu Rita stand up and then takes her into the car. After that he folded up the wheelchair and put it in the car.

"Now where are we going, ma'am. Is there any other woman besides Denisha that I'm going to marry me. Because honestly as a normal man I also need a wife to channel my biological needs. If no woman wants to marry me, do I have to commit adultery to meet my biological needs?"

Again Rafli's words managed to silence Bu Rita's mouth.

Along the way, the two were only silent because they were already dissolved in their respective minds.

***

Because of Aufar's great desire to go to school. The next day Zakira enrolled Aufar in a kindergarten.

Aufar's age, in fact, is not yet qualified to enter kindergarten. However, convinced of Aufar's abilities, Zakira steadied her heart

the principal.

"I intend for you to enroll my son in this school, Mom" Zakira said in front of the headmaster.

The headmaster noticed Aufar.

"What is the age of a mother's child?"

"3 years 6 months ma'am."

"It's still too small, ma'am. Just go to school."

"Ehm, but he wants a school that can read, Mom."

"Sorry Mom, if she's this old, she can't balance her abilities with those of kids who are already in kindergarten."

"Oh for that matter, I'm calm. My son can already read and write, even he can count to the number 1000 even more."

The principal's mother scrunched her forehead. Looking at Aufar's face which was still so cute.

"All right then I'm testing Mom."

The headmaster's mother picked up a book to test Aufar.

"Religion." Aufar read the name on the name tag hanging on the chest of the headmaster. The headmaster turned to Aifar.

"What Honey. Can you read my name?" ask the principal.

"May ma'am" replied Aufar.

"The organizational structure of Kindergarten Hope Mother," said Aufar as he puffed his head reading the white board behind the principal's book.

"Well, can he read well?" Ask Halimah a little surprised.

Zakira smiles.

"Aufar try to read this, son." Nu Halimah tested Aufar again by telling him to read one of the books."

"I love to read, read the windows of science." Aufar read the writing smoothly.

Ms. Halimah smiled then handed me a counting book.

"Calculate this Aufar."

With a single glance, Aufar can work on addition and subtraction.

Wow great Aufar is very smart.

"So Aufar received ya Ma'am?"

"Yes Mom. Actually, if Aufar is this smart he can go directly to SD. But because his age is too small, he entered the O class just big yes," proposed the principal.

"Alhamdulillah, yes Ma'am. Thank you for accepting Aufar to attend school here."

" Okay Ma'am. Tomorrow Aufar can go to school."

"Thank you teacher" said Aufar.

"Yes dear."

"Then let's go home, honey."

Zakira is happy because Aufar is now able to attend school.