Don't Call My Son the Haram Child
Undergo the punishment period

Bu Rita was pensive in her living room, thinking about her son's fate.

It's been two girls he applied for Rafli. However, no one would accept a proposal from him .

Poor my son, if he should live as a widower all his life .

Rafli came out of his room with a face that was still pale .

Rafli was discharged from the hospital after a blood transfusion.

"Rafli, where are you going?" tanya Ms. Rita .

"You want to work, Mom."

"Well, aren't you still sick?"

"Yes ma'am, but staying home is boring . Better to work even though it is exhausting. But it can treat the saturation that Rafli feels at this time.

Miss Rita sighed.

Had he not forced Rafli to divorce Zakira, the son might have found happiness with his little family.

"Hiks, what a pity Rafli, ' Rita muttered with tears.

Rafli sat on the sofa wearing his socks.

"Rafli, are you not willing to try again to persuade Zakira just maybe Zakira will accept you ."

"Rafli is now self-aware Ma'am, Rafli doesn't deserve Zakira. Let Zakira live happily with her children, pity Zakira, if you have to take care of both Rafli's children and have to take care of Rafli as well" Rafli said.

Hearing Rafli's words, Rita immediately cried. She hugged Rafli.

"I'm sorry about Rafli's mother, because it's the mother who made you suffer like this. I actually just want you to marry Denisha, the future wife that I've long chosen for you. I want you to live happily without having to work hard. Because I just want to see you happy but it makes you suffer," cried Bu Rita

The cry of Bu Rita actually makes Rafli even more sad, he also cried

"It's okay, ma'am, maybe Rafli's fate should be like this . May Rafli be a riddler for the destiny given by God. If there is a soul mate, one day there will definitely be a woman who will accept Raffi as he is,"angis Rafli while hugging his mother .

Say what else rice is now porridge. Rafli and Bu Rita can only accept his destiny. Look at Zakira who is now happy in her life.

***

Aufar ran over to Zakira with two medals.

"Mother! Aufar won again!" Shouted Aufar excitedly as Zakira picked him up at school .

"Alhamdulillah, Abang won again" said Zakira as she rubbed her son's head .

"Then let's go home, son ."

"But Mother is called the headmaster."

"Then let's go with the mother to the principal's room."

***

Zakira and Aufar entered the headmaster's room

"Good afternoon, principal's mother" said Zakira.

"Good day, please sit."

"What's wrong, Mom? Said Aufar Mother wanted to talk to me ?"ask Zakira.

" It's absolutely true. Aufar has won back the Indonesian SD-level science olympics. Since Aufar is currently sitting in the third grade and will soon be rising to the 4th grade, I intend to raise the Aufar level again to the 5th grade, because Aufar has an outstanding intelligence, he said, Ma'am. What do you think, mother?" ask the principal.

"I'm sorry ma'am, I don't respect my mother's decision, but Aufar's current age is only seven. If he enters the 5th grade of the new school year later Aufar with a child who is 10 years old, when he is only 7 years old . Aufar's association will be more mature than his age .I would like to let Aufar stay in 3rd grade, let him enjoy his childhood with the company of children his age."

The headmaster smiled at Zakira's words.

"Usually parents are happy, their children can go to class quickly."

"Yes Bu It's, the experience of Aufar's own daddy. I was so scared, Aufar experienced the same thing with his daddy."

Oh yeah, does his daddy Aufar have intelligence like Aufar ?"ask the principal .

"Yes, Aufar's daddy is a smart kid, and every time he goes to the Olympics he always wins. Even when he was 9 years old he finished from elementary school and continued secondary school two years each."

"Maybe because the level of education he lived was not in accordance with his age, until daddy Aufar felt inferior and less confident because no one wanted to be friends with him. I don't want Aufar's fate to be the same as his daddy's. So just let Aufar go through education normally and hang out with his peers."

"Well then ma'am, it's okay."

After speaking with the headmaster Zakira brought Aufar home.

***

"Aufar let's see daddy for a second. Mother is not busy ."

"Assyik see daddy, Aufar can't wait to give this charter to Daddy. Because it got two, only Aufar would give it to Dad, so both of them can get a charter from Aufar."

Zakira smiled as she rubbed her son's head. Aufar has a good conscience.

Zakira stopped by the diner to buy food and drinks for Reymond . He had also prepared prayer clothes for Reymond and a change of clothes.

Arriving at the prison they both meet Reymond .

"Daddy!" Greet Aufar when they meet face to face.

"Was Aufar the champion again?" raymond asked when he saw Aufar show his charter.

"Yes Daddy. Aufar granted this charter to Daddy," Aufar said as he draped the charter over Reymond's neck .

'Thank you dear," Reymond said as he rubbed Aufar's head.

"Yes Daddy, Daddy's eating?"ask Aufar.

"Yet, daddy deliberately waited for Aufar and Mommy ."

"Let's just relax Daddy, Mommy bought some food for Daddy."

'Yes dong, dady is always waiting for the presence of Aufar and Mommy" said Reymond as he glanced at Zakira.

Zakira smiled as she approached Reymond and handed him the tote bag. "This is me bringing prayer supplies and eating for you."

Reymond smiled with a smile that was difficult to mean "Thank you" Reymond said.

Zakira again bowed, he could not if he had to look at Reymond longer, because Reymond's gaze always makes him baper.

After that they talked

Zakira and Reymond did not like to talk, they just asked each other the news and told stories as necessary because of limited time.

Three days, or every four days Zakira and Aufar will come to see Reymond .

Reymond also never demanded, he understood very well if the profession of his future wife was not only a leader of the company but also single parents who care for two children, especially Akbar suffered from step disease.

***

Time passed and now it does not feel like four years Reymond served his sentence.

Today is the feast of Muslims. Reymond and other criminals participated in performing ied prayers at the mosque in the detention area.

The atmosphere of Eid felt so day, where most inmates cried when they heard the prayer sermon ied.

There are those who cry because they remember the sins they have committed there are also those who cry because they miss the family that has come .

After the prayer ied Reymond returned to prison along with other criminals.

There is only 6 months to live for his freedom. Reymond sat leaning against a wall of iron bars along with other criminals.

Reymond shed his tears, the weight of serving time in prison made him realize.4 years felt like a century for Reymond and what made him always patient was the support Zakira gave him.

At least Reymond still has hope for his bright future with the people he loves .

Reymond looked around him, the average inmate who was in the room with him was sad, because usually the holiday is a day of family gathering ranging from close family to distant families,of course, it will all feel very sad when you can not get together with people who are loved.

"Reymond, Ali, and Seno." call a warden.

The three men approached the warden .

"What did you ask ?"they simultaneously

" You can get a letter of reduction of remission of detention for behaving very well during the sentence .each of them get a reduction of the sentence for 6 months, said the warden .

Raymond knelt down in gratitude .

"That alhamdulillah means that in the near future I can get out of this prison?" ask Reymond .

"Yes to you Raymond your release letter is being taken care of ."

"Alhamdulillah!" again Remon bowed in gratitude for soon to be out of the prison that had locked his freedom for 4 years .

After giving glad tidings to the prison inmates the warden left them .