
With trembling hands he pulled the photo that was on the front of the wallet, his eyes began to condense, his chest rumbled, looking at the picture of the little boy in a chubby cheek, white-skinned with slender eyes smiling adorablely holding a ball, the, in the sling of a thin, shady-faced tall man, next to him a woman wearing a yellow hijab smiled with dimples on her right cheek with warm eyes lovingly staring at the boy.
"Aliff,"
Wicaksono called out the boy's name while stroking his chubby cheeks.
"I'm sure this kid is Alif, why is there a photo of Alif in Sayid's wallet? is this not his son he who said burned it? but I'm sure, this is Alif my son who went missing at this age!"
Wicaksono flipped over the photo and there was writing behind it.
Abah, Umi, Sayyid
"What's? this is a picture of Sayid as a child? why is it similar to Alif? not similar but this is Alif!"
Still not believing in his vision, Wicaksono took a photo of his son Alif who had been missing since infancy.
And sure enough, the photo of Sayid as a child with the photo of Alif is like a split betel nut, both very similar, as if they were twins.
"Is it possible that Sayid is my son? if yes? what have I done to my son who I have been so hard at work trying to find and died in my hands?
"No! how could Sayid be my son! they must be similar."
Despite trying to work, Wicaksono looks restless and goes to Sayid's room, looking for a hair comb hoping to find a strand, then runs to the toilet, and thankfully the usual toothbrush bang Sayid wear is there.
"Mull! Mulyadi, here you are."
"Yes, sir, "
"This leads to the hospital, says if you want a DNA test."
Wicaksono was still fretting, he was walking modar mandor in the living room. Although he needs authentic proof of all his suspicions, but his little heart can not deny that the photo of Bang Sayid as a child is exactly the same as his first son who is very dear to him.
"What have I done! what if my guess is true? why can't I be that stupid, not be able to recognize horse meat's own blood! it's exactly the same as me, though,"
"Gee! never mind, we'll see later the results of the DNA test alone, rather than thinking of something that is not certain, mending just finish Sayid's room."
Wicaksono returned to Bang Sayid's room on the second floor.
"Without control, his eyes kept staring at the wedding photos of Nayla and Bang Sayid, there was an incision without a gaping wound in his heart, why would he be there?"
There were clear details flowing from the corner of Wicaksono's eye, a photo of which was on a small table near the bed he took.
"I'm sorry Daddy Nay, that doesn't mean Daddy doesn't love you, if time can be turned around, Daddy won't pay you back, because you don't want your baby to die like you.
But baby, it's all Daddy's fault,"
Wicaksono hugs Nayla and Bang Sayid's wedding photo, his head sinking behind it.
*************
A week has passed, finally the results of DNA tests came out and immediately taken Wicaksono.
After getting a brown envelope sized HVS paper, Wicaksono immediately opened the contents inside.
And sure enough, the results of his second DNA test 99℅ match, in the sense of Bang Sayid his own son, which he had been looking for. His body was limp for a moment, his vision blurred from tears, his chest felt tight because of the extreme guilt.