Camelia Rahma: You are my soul mate
Is It Too Late?

The knocking of the door sounds more certain. Just as Camelia opened the door, Camelia was shocked when suddenly a five-year-old girl ran to hug her with a dummy in her hand.

"Assalamualaikum mother," said a girl in a pink hijab while tightly hugging Camelia as if there was no tomorrow.

"Darling! Waalaikumsalam, who's here?" camelia asked when she didn't see anyone driving Carissa to her house.

"Sama papa," said the girl named Carissa.

"Let's go in first" said Camelia, holding the child's hand to enter the house. When she got inside, Camelia continued her question, "Who, son?"

"Papa again paid for the taxi. So Carissa came in first" replied Carissa.

"Kok here don't say the same mother. If you know, you want to come here with Papa, you can pick up at the airport, baby," said Camelia while stroking Carissa's head.

"Mother, said papa is a surprise upsss ...," he said keceplosan while covering his tiny mouth.

"You want to surprise your mom?" camelia asked as she continued to kiss Carissa's cheek in her squash.

"Mother's ticklish, Carissa will be aduin with Papa. Let your mother be scolded."

"Are you sure you want to talk to Papa?"

"Engga, Carissa's mother misses," he said interrupted hugging Camelia.

"Mother misses dear."

"So Risa same Papa wants to make a surprise for the mother, but Carissa even keceplosan," said Carissa on the sidelines of her health.

"Thank you dear. With you coming here it was quite a surprise for my mother" said Camelia 

"Here sits on Opah's lap!" call Papa Carel who just replied because he did not want to disturb the release of longing between the child and the mother.

Carissa turned to Papa Carel. "Carissa misses Opah too" she hugged Papa Carel.

Papa Carel hugged his grandson back. He was very happy for his arrival. Papa Carel holds Carissa.

Not long after, Mama Lia came up with a tray containing cups of tea and food in the jar.

"Carissa, honey, how come you just came here? Omah kangen really loh," said Mama Lia while putting her tray on the table.

"Carissa also misses the same omah but Papa just had free time to come here" replied Carissa.

"It's the same Omah" called Mama Lia.

"Ma, Papa is not satisfied to let go of this longing" protested Papa Carel.

"Wild, my mom misses too. Here son, same Omah," called Mama Lia as she spread her arms.

Carissa came down from Papa Carel's lap and passed to Mama Lia. Arriving Carissa near Mama Lia, Carissa found all her cheeks getting a kiss that berhubi from Mama Lia.

"Oh, like Mama, make Carissa ticklish."

"Let's let Omah be satisfied."

Just now Mama Lia wanted to ask where Papa Carissa was, already a man approached them.

"Assalamualaikum," said Atha the man's name.

"Waalaikumsalam," they answered compactly.

"Sir Atha, let's sit here" asked Mama Lia.

Atha also took a seat right next to Carissa who was currently in the lap of Mama Lia.

"Sorry ma, new Atha can come," said Atha.

"It's okay, boy, oh yes said Carissa, saying you guys came here by taxi. Why not call home let Papa pick up," said Papa Carel.

"Surprise opah," Carissa said again.

"When are you going to Semarang?" ask Papa Carel.

"God's Insha, afternoon pa," replied Atha.

"Ngga spent the night here. Tomorrow morning we leave for Semarang. Well, here's a taxi ride, so let papa take you there," said Papa Carel.

"Pa, we'll spend the night here. Tomorrow we go together mother, right mother? " carissa asked Camelia for her opinion

"Yes dear," said Camelia as she stared gently at Carissa's hornbill.

"But it will be troublesome" said Atha not feeling well.

"Well, isn't it pa? So tomorrow we go" Camelia said.

"Alright," said Atha with a smile

Then Papa Carel and Mama Lia left. They do not want to disturb their children and grandchildren who are together. As for Papa and Mama, Carissa immediately asked Camelia to eat because she had been hungry since the airport.

"Mother's child is hungry, em .. what do you want to eat? Let's let's get masakin!" camelia.

"That's mom, as you usually cook," said Carissa

"Chicken nugget fried rice?" ask Camelia make sure.

"Yes mother" said Carissa, nodding her head in delight

"If you want to eat what?" camelia asked Atha.

"Just the same with Carissa" said Atha.

"All right, let's go to the kitchen. We cook together, how do we want?" camelia said, holding Carissa's little hand.

"Mau .. would, Carissa later help mother with prayer," he said on the cheque. Hearing her, made Camelia smile at Carissa's anxiety.

On the other hand, a man who is none other than Abra is preparing to go to Camelia's house to apologize for not coming to see Camelia on time as promised.

"Play basketball too. In the back of his house there is a basketball court" Abra told himself as he was about to drive his car to Camelia's house.

Abra reenters his house to pick up a basketball because he thinks Camelia doesn't have the ball anymore. After all this is a long time ago, even though Camelia still has it, maybe the basketball has hardened and can not be used to play anymore.

Finished taking what he needed, Abra rushed to Camelia's house while humming a little in the car during the trip. Listen to old songs that are still popular today.

The journey is not too time consuming and not jammed, making Abra get there as long as quickly. At this moment he was in front of the entrance of the house Camelia was about to knock on the door.

"Assalamualaikum" said Abra, heard from the kitchen of Camelia's house.

"Mother, I think there are guests" said Carissa.

"Guests? Honey, it's the same papa. Mother open the door first," said Camelia.

"Let Carissa be your mother" said Carissa.

"Related?" camelia.

"Yakin. I'm a mother's son. Let me cook,"

"alright. I open the door" said Camelia.

"OK," said Carissa immediately got off the chair and rushed to open the door.

As for Abra, this was the third time he said hello. Just as he was about to leave, from inside the house he heard the reply of his greeting.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," answered Carissa as she opened the door.

"Gee!" Abra was shocked to see a child as tall as his waist. He did not expect that the one who opened the door for him was a cute little boy.

"Camelia is?" ask Abra.

"Mother? There's an uncle, let's go in, "take Carissa.

"Mother?" ask Abra in my heart.

"Wait a minute. Carissa call your mother first" said Carissa.

"Yes." Yeah."

Carissa hurried away to call her Mother. Luckily Camelia was done with her cooking. So he could leave the kitchen.

"Darling, you ate the same papa! We'll meet the guests first."

Carissa could only nod because her mouth was now filled with her favorite food.

"Smart kid, let's go."

Camelia moved her feet towards the living room. Arriving there, he was surprised to see this late guest.

"Oh it turns out to be you, Abra. What's the need?" camelia asked as she took a seat in front of Abra.

"I'm sorry I couldn't make it in time because I suddenly had a job I couldn't leave."

"Oh that .. no papa really. Just relax."

"Emm .. I have something to ask you but I'm sorry about earlier," abra said hopefully anxious because what he wanted to ask was none other than Carissa who called Camelia by the name of mother.

Indeed the word was too disturbing Abra's peace of mind since then and now he was determined to ask her even though he knew it was not very important for Camelia but not for her. For him it's very important.

"What ... what ... The little boy who called you mother is your child?" ask Abra carefully.

"Emm .. Yes he's my son. Beautify it?" camelia.

"Is he really your son?" abra's question seemed dissatisfied with Camelia's answer.

"Yes really. You don't believe it? He just arrived this morning with his father from Turkey so when you came, you didn't see him" Camelia said.

Abra was quite silent for a long time digesting Camelia's words just now.

"Is it too late?" abra asked in his heart

Abra awakens from the question of her heart when she hears Carissa's voice calling Camelia by the name of mother again.

"You are called to your son!"

"Maybe he wants a drink" said Camelia quietly but could still be heard by Abra.

"You go, I'm fine with myself."

"All right, I'll stay first."

As Camelia was about to stand up, Carissa spoke again, "mother don't have to. There was papa" cried Carissa from the kitchen.

"Camelia, if you'll excuse me."

Honestly, Abra could not bear to continue to linger here. Moreover, he knew that Camelia's husband and son had come from Turkey.

"Surely that's all you wanted to say?" camelia said, raising one eyebrow at what Abra really wanted to know

"Actually that's not all. I also want you to play basketball. But looking at you again as a family gathering, I feel bad. All right, I'll go first. Assalamualaikum," said Abra

"Vaalaikumsalam. Be careful on the road" said Camelia.

...To be continued....

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