Indissolubility
A Call On

This afternoon Yumna was waiting for the son to come to the store to pick him up. Not unwilling to take the angkot to go home, but his son sent a message if he was going to pick himself up to the store.

The clock on the wall showed at four o'clock in the afternoon. A few minutes ago, Yumna was already carrying out her duties as a servant. If you wait until you get home, then the time is up. If the son picks him up quickly, thank God, but if it's slow. There will be no more time to perform asar prayers. Long wait, finally the bright netra saw the son who had turned towards the store.

"Yuk went home Bun," Ali who had arrived in front of the mother immediately invited the woman to go home.

All of Yumna's employees had gone home a few minutes ago. Because the clock is closed not until late. It depends if many shoppers are shopping.

"Yes yuk" Yumna stood up and walked over to her son. Pulling a bit of his game up and then riding the motorbike brought by his son. "Yuk Jalan Darling," Yumna said, to which the son belonged.

The motorbike that Ali drove left the store. Look left and right when the motorbike in his vehicle stops right at the intersection of two. It is impossible to go straight, because many vehicles pass. If only directly in the breakthrough then there is even an accident. I want to go home to a hospital. It's not funny.

Arriving at home, the child and the mother stepped into their respective rooms. Maybe they will clean themselves because the weather today is very hot. Sweat will certainly flow their bodies, even though they do not do much activity.

***

It had been more than a week Reyhan had not met the son, because he was very busy. Busy to take care of school problems, because in a few weeks the students will hold the final exam. Reyhan misses his son. The plan is today that he will meet the child after he gives a message to his son.

A meeting that leaves father and son a week more makes Reyhan ask for his number, even though he never once called the child. Not unwilling, even Reyhan was very willing to communicate with his son. But he still felt a little afraid, not what made him so. Reyhan is hard to explain. When seen, the child looks ordinary.

They promised to meet in the park near the intersection of three. Because only there is a park that is not too far from where Ali lived. Although there are other parks, but visitors are not too crowded. It could even be said to be very quiet. It feels like going to a quiet park feels a bit strange. Meningan they meet planted that many visit young people, or adults.

"Have you waited a long time, son?" When Reyhan arrived at the park, in fact, the son was waiting for him while playing his car. It seems that the new son came home from his college, because the young man was still supporting his bag over his shoulder.

"Not too long, sir," replied Ali. It felt like his tongue was too faint to say Father's words. So Reyhan called Sir to Reyhan. Maybe one day he will learn even though it is a bit difficult.

"I'm sorry if you're late, because you had a lot of work at school," Reyhan said unkindly to his son. He invites you to meet, but even you are also the one who came late.

"It's okay, sir, I've also just arrived" replied Ali. Actually, he's not just arrived, but it's been ten minutes he sat there and then Reyhan came. Ali had wanted to go home if only fifteen minutes had not been Reyhan until, but had not been past ten minutes finally Reyhan was nearby.

"Your college today, son?" Reyhan seemed to mince words first to the son, there was no way he could directly speak his mind directly.

"Alhamdulillah smoothly sir," replied Ali briefly.

"Alhamdulillah, your mother how are you?" reyhan continued to the son.

"Alhamdulillah Mommy healthy," replied Ali back briefly.

"Can't you ask for something, son?" ask Reyhan carefully. Afraid that his son would refuse his request, which might just be trivial.

"May I be sir" Ali looked back at the middle-aged man beside her.

"Emm, can you not call me father by the name of Father not Father?" Reyhan was very careful to speak. His words hurt the heart of the son. Yes, although Reyhan knew this was not a difficult request, it's just that Reyhan remembered that for about twenty years his son had never been with him. It would definitely feel a bit strange if only he directly called himself with the word Father.

Ali was silent at his father's words. Although the request was not difficult, but his mouth seemed to be confused to say the word Father. Another time when he is alone and likely said Father will be very smoothly out of his mouth. But if faced like this it feels too heavy for Ali.

Ali looked up at the clear sky. "Well I'll try sir, but sorry for now I can't" Ali replied, leaving Reyhan a bit disappointed. But he also could not force the son according to his will.

"All right, I understand." Reyhan replied at last.

Now no more speakers came out of the mouths of the two human children. They chose to shut up for a while. Fight with each other's minds.

"Oh yeah, can I say something?" reyhan asked a little scared after a long time of silence. Afraid that his words will get repulsion from the son. Moreover, this seems very sudden.

"What are you talking about, sir?" Ali knitted his eyebrows in a curious sign of his father's words.

"Can you stay at dad's?" Reyhan looked at the manic eyes firmly at the son. His son was somewhat surprised to hear his request.

"Staying?" reload Ali with action up one.

"Yes, kid, but not every day. He's a week or once a week is okay too" Reyhan told the son. Wish his son would with his invitation. Reyhan desperately wants his son to live in his house even though not every day, especially his mother also really wants the granddaughter to sleep in their house.

Ali was silent for a while before she took out the words from her mouth. "I can't answer now, sir. I must first permission the same Mother. There is no way I'm taking decisions just one-sidedly. The Mother will be shocked to hear if I suddenly stay at the house of the Father," replied Ali gently. Didn't want to hurt Reyhan as much as that man did to his mother.

Reyhan took his breath deep enough. He thinks this rejection is pretty subtle. But it is possible that what the son said was true. I really want Reyhan to be selfish. But remind him again if he will be hated by the son. He prefers to give up.

"All right, father understands. If you're allowed to tell me, right?" the door that the son took.

After there is nothing more to talk about. They choose to go home to their own room.

TB