Father To Sapphira
Sapphira

POV Author

Risa is already in kindergarten. Safira's place of school. The atmosphere was very crowded, filled with students, teachers, and some parents of students there. Risa search - find Safira's whereabouts in every crowd. His eyes were watching every student.

"Mother... "

Risa was still in a daze looking for the source of the sound she heard.

"Mother... " Safira pulls Risa's hand which is still not aware of Safira's presence.

"Darling... Sorry, Mother did not see". He ducked and then kissed his daughter. "The ball hasn't started yet, son ?"

"Udah, Bunny. It's not Fia's turn yet. We're going there, Bun. Fia lombanya's there". Sapphira pulled his mother's hand and walked towards the place where the race was held.

"We're here first, Bun. I think it's Fia's turn soon".

They were near the waiting participants. The average student who participated in the race took both parents. Risa looked at Safira who kept looking at the other disciples. His face in forced smiles staring at every togetherness of his friend with his parents. Risa knew, Safira must be very envious of her friends. He began to tighten his grip on his daughter's fingers

Safira looked up at her mother. "Fia is good, Mother. As long as there is still Mother here Fia, Fia will always be happy". His eyes glinted at the mother. He was getting used to it without the father. Until he became accustomed to the situation he was facing now.

"Safiraaa... "

The two turned to the little girl in the ponytail. Her hair is shorter than that of Sapphire. With a welcome bangs covering his forehead.

"Hi, Aquila". Sapa Safira when approached by the girl who called him

"This is your Mama ? His face is like a brother - a brother". Said the girl named Aqilah when she first saw Risa. "Such a pretty aunt, cute again". Her smile expands admiring Risa's beauty.

"Thank you, baby. Aquila is beautiful too". Reply Risa while looking at her daughter's friend's cheek.

"Thank you aunt". His eyes did not look at Risa. "Oh yes". He looked back as if he were looking. "Mama... Papa's... Here." Aqilah waved her hand.

Risa observes the direction of Aqilah's view. His smile faded when he found a familiar face. Heart's a little pounding. His mind began to rage. The face of his daughter who was also looking in the same direction. His face looks flat. No surprise seemed. There was no smile or sadness. Risa is worried about her daughter's feelings. Risa started to hold her daughter.

"Mama. Papa's. This is known as Aqilah. That's Mama". Aqilah pointed us one by one to her parents. "Saffira's a beauty, isn't she, Ma, Pa ?" He was so excited to introduce them.

Both looked surprised. Mama Aqilah was surprised because she always bought cakes in Risa's shop. While Papa Aqilah was surprised because the two people in front of him were Son and his ex-wife. Yes, Papa Aqilah is Arya, who is also Sapphira's father.

"Bak Risa ?"

Risa smiled as she nodded as Rani greeted her.

"This is Risa's child ?". Rani stroked Sapphira's cheeks gently. "Or is her sister Risa ?"

Risa's eyes rounded instantly then quickly shook her head with a smile. "Safira my son, mbak Rani. My sister finished High School".

"Okay, mbak Risa. I think Risa's still a girl, you know. It turns out to be a family". Rani's hand shook in the air with a smile.

Risa lowered her head and stroked her daughter's cheek. "Mother must be the best doain for Fira. Lose the back business. The important thing is that Fira has tried as much as Fira can". He pecked his daughter's forehead. There was concern in Risa's heart because Sapphira looked a little pale.

Right now Sapphira's mood and thoughts were very chaotic. He was sad to see his father with his new family even his father did not greet him at all. They don't seem to know each other. Safira's focus seems to be lost. His move was a little shaky as he headed towards the match area. His look was empty. Several times Sapphira seemed to catch her breath and turned her eyes to look at the clouds. She was fighting her tears that wanted to slide down her cheeks.

"Safira's Spirit... "

"Sa.. Fi's.. Ra's.. Sa.. Fi's.. Ra's.. "

The sound of screaming like cheerleaders was heard calling Safira's name. Sapphira who immediately caught the source of the sound as if getting new energy. His face turned cheerful and the smile on his lips continued to grow. He skipped over in excitement as he looked at the owner of the voice that was encouraging him. Rendy, Erik and Aldi were among the crowd. They carry a pompom in each hand, much like a cheerleader.

"Come, Fira... Vim. Focus finish line". Shouted Rendy encouraging him.

Safira just nodded her head. He must be able to reach the finish line first to make proud people who are encouraging him. Especially the Mother. Safira looked at Risa with an excited face.

The committee gave aba - aba so that participants consisting of five people including Safira and Aqilah prepared to run. When the whistle is blown, the participants run as fast as possible to reach the finish line.

"Yeeee..."

The victory from the audience ended the race in the season. With the result, Safira qualified for the next round into the semi-finals.

Rendy approached Safira who was near her mother and immediately carried her into an embrace. "Yeeee... You did it, girl".

Safira broke their embrace. "It's all thanks to Papa. If only Papa had not come, Fia would have lost because Fia's encouragement did not exist".

Erik and Aldi looked at each other. Their faces hinted at the question 'since when was his Papa Safira'. But the question was dropped because of an impossible situation.

"Lu lost a spit, Al. Rendy pedekate her to the child first", whispered Erik on Aldi who is Rendy's rival.

"aaa... Brisik, you".

"There is still a mother. Fira should be even more excited for Mother". Rendy pinches Safira's nose. His fingers rubbed gently the sweat that flooded the little girl's face.

"But it's still incomplete if there's no Papa". Knockabout. Lips cone.

"Ehem... So the presence of Om Aldi and Om Erik is meaningless dong". Aldi started to make a sound. He glanced at Safira as if he did not accept it because only Rendy was given a compliment.

"Hehee... It's not Om. Thank you Om Aldi, Om Erik for taking the time to come to the Fia race. Fia spirit so fuuuull luber". His two arms stretched out showing how big he meant.

"Fira drinks first, baby. Fifteen minutes later Fira started the race again". Risa thrust a bottle of mineral water at her daughter. Sapphira immediately downed the water slowly.

All the gestures of Sapphira did not escape from Arya's view. He also seemed to be curious about what he heard. Just a few days ago Risa came to beg him that he would attend Safira's event so that he was excited. But now, what he saw was, his son did not greet him at all and even called other men with the name Papa.

"We need to find a seat. Pegel stood still". Erik complained while looking for a place. "Well, deket the park. If there is a race call starting we can still be horrified, right".

Erik showed me the chair in front of one of the classrooms there. The distance is quite affordable if later Safira must return to the race arena. They all headed to that place to rest.