
"Before going, if you have finished cleaning your clothes. You better rest, calm your mind so that the emotions inside you can subside."
"Mas knows at this time you may be tired of all our economic problems. But Mas message try a little patience, God willing someday we can live as you want."
The ocean spoke while standing, then he stepped both feet closer to the door of the room.
Just as Samudra was about to open the door, he suddenly turned back when he heard his wife's little words that provoked him.
"Mas's got a rich Om and Aunt, why didn't Mas ask for their same job? Why do you have to be so hard like this? Mas should also be able to be rich again just like he used to have everything, just why Mas instead chose to be quiet!"
"Is Om Faisal the same Aunt Dena stingy? So they won't let you work with him? If that's the case, you shouldn't have to allow Raka to meet them all the time!"
"Remember, Mas. If they can be stingy about work problems, I can also be stingy about Raka, Mas. Who is he anyway? It's just Om and Tanteu, not your parents. So let it be, after all, we also live not depending on them!"
The ocean that heard that instantly turned around with a flat look, seeing the Moon was behind a wooden cabinet.
Actually Moon did not know if previously Samudra had been offered several times, only he refused hard for the sake of him willing to fight even harder to support his family without the help of anyone.
"You've had enough to say, Moon! This time you have been very, very outrageous, only a few moments ago you asked us to separate and now you even want to separate Raka from Oma Opanya? Did you never see how happy Raka was to meet them?"
"Until you separate them, it is the same that you have taken away the happiness of your own son. Raka is a smart, obedient, kind and cheerful child. His happiness does not lie in his possessions, but the love of those closest to him. She could lose her toy, but she couldn't lose the person she cares so much about!"
"Till here, you understand? Happiness is not always about possessions, if you do not believe then prove everything yourself. Later you will find the answer, even though I have too much time outside the house, but I understand much more what Raka wants than you!"
"Please separate your son with Oma Opanya, but do not regret if one day Raka will become a child of dissident and also no longer obey you. Or maybe he'll hate his own mother, because you've taken away her happiness!"
Degh's!
Hearing the words of her husband, the Moon immediately fell silent. Whatever he is, but if he hears the word child makes his heart touched.
Yes, indeed the Moon wants to give the best for Raka. Only if that way even makes Raka sad, then he undoes his intention to separate Raka from Oma Opanya.
"Udah Mas wants to go to the mosque first, better now you rest do not do something that makes you tired, because there is still tomorrow. If you need to take ablution, continue to pray sunnah so that your mind becomes calm. Mas won't until Mom hears this debate, pity her. I should have rested and always been happy, not even fall ill because of thinking about our problems."
"Yes, Mas said. The door is just the key, Mas came home from the subuhan. Assalammualikum,"
"Wa-waalaikumsalam."
The ocean left with a slightly bent face, though he was a little annoyed by his wife's behavior. However, the Ocean still extended his hand to be greeted by the Moon before he left.
After that Samudra came out of his room and then walked towards the middle room, when the Ocean was about to open the main door suddenly he heard a very loud cry.
"Dad!"
Raka ran, when she had just come from the bathroom with her Grandma, accidentally seeing the Ocean walking towards the exit of the house.
Mother Dara nodded with a smile as her extremely short granddaughter innocently looked at her immediately seeking approval from her.
The ocean that had already turned around, reflexes instantly flattened the height of his son while holding both of his shoulders.
For a few seconds they looked at each other, until finally the Ocean explained something that made his son understand.
"Dad wants permission to go to the mosque first, okay?" said Samudra, smiling.
"Hem, ndak boyeh!"
"Fine father bobo cama Bunda, alo anti father jelgi-kacian Mother cendilian in kamal. Tan Laka agi bobo cama Grandma, maca later Mother bobo cendili. Ndak boyeh, no no no!"
Raka shook her head because she did not want to if her mother felt lonely. What else Raka usually always accompanied him to sleep with the Ocean, but for tonight Raka chose to sleep with her Grandmother.
Automatically if the Ocean goes, then the Moon will be alone. While Raka could not see her Mother grieving, every day.
Unbeknownst to the Ocean, Raka who is 4 years old is already sensitive to people's feelings. So when he was walking with his mother, there were some neighbors who made fun of them.
That's where Raka knew that her Mother was very sad when ridiculed by some gossipy neighbors, so that's why Raka chose to sleep with her Grandmother, so that her Father could be alone with her Mother who was sad.
"Well, Raka said so. That's not good, honey. If anyone wants to go to the mosque Raka should support it, not ban it because it is a good deed. Except, that person will go for walks that have no benefit then Raka can scold him."
Samudra tried to make his son understand with languages that are easily understood by children his age. Yes, even though Raka is still 4 years old, it turns out she has thoughts that are not expected to be more mature than her age.
"Yes Dad, Laka knows. Api ...." Raka stopped her words when she recalled that the Moon forbade her, to tell her father about the incident.
"But what, honey? Tell me the same Dad, what does Raka know hem? Remember no, Dad always said. If there is a problem we must share with each other, so that Raka's head does not bother thinking about what Raka should not think."
Ocean can read the mind of his son, although his age is still very small. Cuman Raka was an extraordinary child, there must be something he was hiding from his father to the point that he had to forbid him from leaving.
"Raka, come on, baby. Tell me what's up, hem? Raka does not usually forbid Dad to the Masjid, so can Raka tell me a little bit of the same Father what is on Raka's mind now?"
"But, before Raka's story we sit there yuk. Father's feet pegel nih, the time yes Father should be this mulu later can-can high father is immune again the same Raka hihi ...."
The small laughing ocean made Raka also laugh, that's when they were hit by problems they would be moody for a moment and laugh again even though the problem was not completely finished.
Then Raka and Samudra joined hands while walking towards the middle space. Where Samutea and Raka were sitting together on a fur carpet, while Dara's mother asked permission to return to the room because she wanted to take her medicine before going to bed.
Ibu Dara actually already knew what Raka would say, because Raka had told it before so that made Ibu Dara understand why Samudra chose to go to the Mosque.
Slowly Raka began to recount the incident with the children's version in general, here is not because Raka son of a ngadu ya. But Raka did not want to see her Mother always sad, so she asked her Father to comfort her Mother.
...***Connected***...