REPLACEMENT MEN Season 2
HOMECOMING

You remember me?" peekik Oza's.

Janu was stunned for a long time. Then his head shook weakly. The hand that had previously stroked Oza's hair, pulled him back.

Oza looked down sad.

Maira immediately hugged Oza's shoulder as well as wriggling Janu's arm. He brought the two men he loved into the house. They walked towards Maira's room. Other family members followed.

Inside Maira's room pointed at the sleeping baby Hanin. "Mas, that's Hanin Hananina, our son. When you left for Papua, she was still in the womb."

Janu looked at the baby. Slowly, he approached the bed. Look at his eyes can not be separated from the tiny figure that is deep in sleep. Next to the bed he stopped for a moment. His back was bowed, his outstretched hand was about to touch Hanin's face. But a few inches from the baby, Janu stopped. He stopped touching Hanin and re-enforced nervously.

"Hanin Hananina, that name you gave, mas," said Maira as she approached her husband. "You left that name to me at the last moment of the phone, before leaving for the pioneer airfield where you served."

Janu sighed. "I don't remember" he said briefly.

All stunned. How much amnesia is going on with Janu?

While Maira's heart was sorely sliced. But the woman had already made up her mind to fight with all her might to restore Janu's memory. Including having to be ready to face various risks that will hurt his feelings.

Throughout the rest of the day at Mr. Kusno's house, full of stories of memories of Janu's past. Started by Bu Hartini who tells the story of Janu's childhood to adulthood. The good times of their families, until the moments of sorrow befall. The death of Janu's father, the death of Galang, Janu's sister, are all told. But nil, Janu still expressed confused.

Maira also no less also told about her story with Janu before marriage until the beginning of marriage. Karina chimed in with her silly comments. But Janu remained unmoved with his escape.

By afternoon Bu Hartini pamit. "Janu, sometime you have to stay at home mom, yes," he told Janu. Then he turned to Maira. "Take him to his childhood home, Mai. Who knows where his memory can recover."

"Yes, Mom. God willing, we'll soon be at mom's house."

Ms. Hartini nodded with a smile. Maira's embrace. "It must be patient and strong, Nduk" he whispered in Maira's ear.

"Remember, ma'am," Maira replied as she rubbed her eyes.

Towards the magrib, Pak Kusno invited all his family members to pray for congregation. Karina, who happens to be not praying, is in charge of guarding Hanin. The woman insisted on taking Hanin to wait for them to pray at the small mosque of Pak Kusno's house.

"No, ah, just being alone with Hanin in the room. Your sheets!" he followed their steps.

The tiny Mushola is a separate building located next to the main house building. Mr. Kusno built it before Janu and Maira got married. He said in preparation that their family had become a big family. If you gather during the holidays, of course it would be better if you have a looser place of worship.

Mr. Kusno acted as a priest. Behind him Janu stood lined with Oza. While the female masters, Bu Kusno and Maira, lined up in the back. Karina held Hanin, sitting next to the female mum.

"Allahuakbar."

Maghrib prayers go solemn. Janu smoothly followed. While in the hospital, his therapist did teach him how to pray. And that was the quickest memory back to Janu. In a short time, the man was able to master the movements and prayers.

"Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."

After the prayer, Mr. Kusno turned his seat, facing the congregation. Oza immediately shook Mr. Kusno's hand and kissed him. Same with Bu Kusno and Maira. Lastly, Janu clumsily took Mr. Kusno's hand and kissed him. Mr. Kusno then patted Janu on the shoulder and invited the man to sit next to him.

"Son Janu, look, this is our family. Your family." Mr. Kusno raised his chin. His gaze circulated staring at his wife, children and grandchildren. "First, when the fathers' children were not married, they were entirely the responsibility of the father. But after Maira marries you, Karina marries nak Bayu, of course most of that responsibility goes to you."

Janu. His fingers are clinging to each other.

"When you are lost in Papua, the responsibility to Maira and her children is fully taken. I take care of them and protect them with all my abilities."

At his place Maira began to tear up. Bu Kusno was already in tears.

"Now, when you've been found, of course the responsibility towards Maira and Oza will come back to you." Mr. Kusno sighed, strengthening his heart. "Take good care of them!"

Janu lifted his face. "I'm sorry" he said softly. "I am still confused myself. I don't remember it at all. All I have in my memory is Bertha and the baby-to-be ...."

"We will both fight to restore your memory. Be patient and strengthen his prayers. God willing, God will soon give us a way of light." Mr. Kusno closed the conversation.

That night Janu refuses to sleep in the room with Maira. He prefers to sleep in the other room that is empty.

"Lho, why, Mas?" Karina is angry. "The wife's husband yes, must sleep in the room!"

Janu looked down, silent not answering.

"Later Oza who has to start sleeping alone," continued Karina. "Well, isn't it, Za?"

The one asked nodded firmly. "Yes, dong. Oza, it's big!" he said while puffing his chest.

But Janu remained unmoved. "I'm sorry, but I'm still not used to it ...."

"Yes, so get used to dong, Mas. Who knows when to sleep together later mas Janu so remember!" Karina ngot.

Maira glared at her sister. Just now he was about to open his mouth when his father interceded.

"Yes, let Janu sleep alone now. It might take some time for him to get used to it."

"If so, his booby dad is like me, yeah!" serami Oza. "We'll be stuck in my room, Dad!"

"Your room?" Maira's confused. "Since when have you had a room, Za?"

During this time Oza was sleeping with his mother and sister. Maira wants that. It feels more comfortable to sleep with your children. Especially when his soul is depressed because of the loss of Janu first.

"Weiii, you don't know, do you?" Oza lifted his chin while shaking his waist. "Last noon, I decorated the room next to Mother's room. Now I have a cool room, Bun!" Oza's thumb lifted.

"God, aunty aja's help!" karina murmur.

"That helps too!" Miss Kusno won't lose.

Maira sneered half a smile at Oza's cute arrogance. "It's good that you're going to poke yourself now."

"From first also want to bob yourself. The mother who is the booby always wants to be accompanied by Oza and adek!" sumpul Oza's.

Everyone laughed at Oza's innocence. Even Janu smiled knot made. Maira glimpsed at that smile, making her heart flutter.

Finally that night Janu slept in Oza's room. Maira looked at her husband and son entering the room with a disappointed look.

"Patience, Ma'am. I'm sure, soon Janu will be reluctant to get out of Maira's room" said Karina.

"Hush!" hardik Maira's. Inevitably his sister's joke made a red tinge on his cheek.

It's been a long time ... Ah, how much longer will I hold onto that miss, Mas?

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