
"Mother how are you?" Zaky asked after releasing a hug from the body of Dina's mother who was only limited to her chest.
"Good mother, let's sit down, son." Zaky smiled then sat on the front porch that had begun to be fragile.
"Mother is sorry for your sister's death, son. I'm sorry you didn't participate at the funeral." Sendu's mother Dina remembers the death of Anna, her favorite orphanage child. The nature of the girl is cheerful, polite and always understands the situation if the home is not having a donor to meet the needs of the home.
"It's okay bun, after all it's over." Zaky replied trying not to be weak even though he had faced his mother. The place used to complain.
"Yes. Are you working now, son? Seems like it's been a success, huh? Mother was happy to see it." Mother Dina gently caressed Zaky's arm.
Ah this touch, Zaky really misses him. Even he did not hesitate to cry in the arms of the mother like a child who fell from a bicycle.
"Well, how is it crying?" Mother Dina returned a hug with the occasional hand rubbing the top of Zaky's head gently. It doesn't matter if his shirt is wet from the tears that Zaky shed. For him, big or small everything remains the same. Zaky is still his little son who always cries and hugs him.
"Hiks Zaky misses mother.sorry because Zaky just had time to visit the mother and children of the home." Regretfully.
"It's okay. Mommy knows you must be busy, the important thing is that you can be a successful person like now."
Slowly Zaky released a hug after being satisfied to let go of longing. She took her handkerchief and wiped her tears and her head.
"Actually Zaky was 17. There's a couple of young brides who adopted Zaky" Zaky tells us.
"Good, at least you feel calm because you live with the right person, not like.." mother Dina fell silent, unable to continue her words because she was afraid to offend her son.
Zaky stared blankly ahead, more precisely at the orphanage children who were playing. "Sometimes Zaky feels angry bun. Why is Zaky the only one with this happiness? Why did only Zaky get such a good foster family while Zaky's sister didn't? Why is god so unfair bun!!" Zaky looked at his mother with glassy eyes.
"Hus! Can't say that. God is always fair why his people, only we as humans are not easy to understand the justice that God gives. Just be grateful for what is, because God knows what is good and what is not good for us." Mother Dina's advice.
"Yes bun. Emhhh... orphanage has not been a donor for a long time?" Ask Zaky heart.
"Well that's the way, son, you've been looking here and there who knows if anyone feels sympathy with the state of this home, but." Answer mother Dina saddled.
"Bun, actually now I've managed my adoptive father's company now. If may... Zaky wants to be a regular donor here, itung itung in return because the mother has been caring for Zaky." Bargain Zaky.
"Masylah. Of course, son, mother seneng if you want to be a donor stay here. Thank goodness because now the orphanage children can go to school again," thankfully mother Dina.
"Yes bun alhamdulillah." Zaky smiled happily when he saw that his mother was also happy. His eyes were now glancing towards a girl who was busy playing with a small child.
"Who is he, son?"