Micheal Emerson's Choice

Micheal Emerson's Choice
The Best Destiny Behind Tears


Micheal and Zenwa were putting together the items they would bring back to the village, as tomorrow was Tanvir's 6th birthday and they wanted to celebrate it in Zenwa's hometown.


"Darling, I want to eat Spaghetti, I'm so hungry" Micheal said as he stuffed some of Tanvir's toys into his suitcase.


"Buy it, yeah. Let's be quick," Zenwa replied and Micheal nodded in agreement, he immediately picked up his phone, contacted someone to take Spaghetti to his house.


Tanvir, who is currently playing in a toy car on the floor, notices his father and mother, and from their conversation, Tanvir seems to get a brilliant idea to get something quickly.


After Micheal called, he put his phone on the table and then he went back to help Zenwa.


While Tanvir, he immediately took his father's phone and dialed the last number on the call list.


"Yes, Mr. Micheal. Is there an addition?" ask a man from across the phone.


"Hello, this is Tanvir" Tanvir said with a big smile. "Tanvir wants to buy baby adak, yeah!" he continued, which made Micheal and Zenwa immediately gawk and gap.


While across the phone, the man's voice was not heard so Tanvir repeated his words again. "Tanvir wants to buy a baby brother, let's hurry" he said, and the man across the phone laughed.


"Tanvir who's on the phone, honey?" Zenwa asked his son.


"Buy baby sister, Mama. Let's be quick," replied Tanvir innocently who made Zenwa gawk.


"Buy baby sister how?" Michael continued, who was also confused by his son's behavior.


"Say Mama, just buy it so fast, so Tanvir bought his baby sister, if it makes a long time."


"HAHAHA" Micheal and Zenwa couldn't help but laugh at their son's silly words, Zenwa even felt like her stomach ache and her eyes were watering, as well as Micheal.


"Son, the one who bought it was haha ... The one who bought it was goods, food, not people" said Micheal, as he laughed.


While Tanvir who was laughing actually joined giggling, even he covered his mouth with his palm.


"Well, why are you laughing?" Ask Micheal.


"Because Papa and Mama laughed," Tanvir replied and he again giggled, like there was something very laughable, and it made his parents laugh again.


"Astagfirullah, Son... Son!"


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"Yeahy! Go home!" Tanvir cried when he reached his Grandmother's house in the village, even he went straight into the house, ran around and over while continuing to say hello, in fact, he opened every room door as if he wanted to greet all the rooms.


"Assynoltom..."


"Assalamualaikum, home...."


"Assalamualaikum everyone, Tanvir's home!"


"Assynoltom..."


"Smuck all the creatures that answer your greetings, son," said Micheal as he took off his shoes and socks.


"Why tired, Papa? Is the greeting do'a salamatan, why are people tired of praying?"


Michael took off Tanvir's shoes and socks and washed his hands and feet. After that he took Tanvir's sandals and let the boy run back home.


While the other house people are busy to prepare for Tanvir's birthday event later tonight.


Zenwa who had just arrived to the kitchen and helped there, no matter her mother-in-law who told her to rest, Zenwa still helped and she loved the moment when everyone gathered like this.


"Oh yes, Zenwa. Don't you want to give a sister to Tanvir? He is 6 years old" said Ummi Zainab.


"Not to, Ummi. It's just not in love yet" replied Zenwa.


"What is the manufacturing process that is always disrupted?" Mom Firda asked which made Zenwa laugh instantly. "I've had that, it's not an easy struggle to get Aira because we had two very active bullies" he continued.


"Truly, Mom," continued Micheal who now entered the kitchen while holding his son. "Nih the child asks the sister to continue, until she wants to buy it he said so quickly, like food alone. But how does his sister want to be? Every night at ngerecokin," he said while the child was just focused on taking a glass of coffee on the table.


He was on his tiptoes as usual, and his little hands were stretched out with great difficulty.


"You guys still have coffee?" Ask Ummi Zainab.


"One sip, Ummi," replied Zenwa. "It was just sometimes." he continued, and sure enough, Tanvir only drank one gulp then he again ran out of the kitchen.


"If you want, you can have a honeymoon at home for a week, let Tanvir be here, how?" bargaining Mom Firda which of course made Micheal immediately nodded in agreement.


"Good idea, Mom," she said enthusiastically and Zenwa could only follow what her husband said because she also wanted to return to having children.


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At night, the event was held, from the do'a together for Micheal's first child, then continued with the dinner.


Tanvir plays with the other village children, and Tanvir is not stingy at all so he calmly gives all the toys he has to the children of his neighbors.


This always happens every time Tanvir comes back to the village.


So even though he is currently on his birthday, he is not the one who gets the gift but he who gives the gift.


Tanvir's birthday is very lively, from children, adults to some parents enliven because they are all invited by Daddy Gabriel.


Even Mom Angel and Daddy Aryan were also present at the birthday of their grandchildren.


Zenwa and Micheal looked very happy during the event, and they also distributed money and clothes to the children in attendance.


Mom Firda noticed the smiling face of her daughter-in-law during the event, and it reminded her of what happened a few years ago, when Zenwa was very angry and even said bad things about Micheal in the hospital.


"Why daydream, dear?" Daddy asked Gabriel while embracing his wife's shoulder.


"Life is amazing surprise, Bang. Zenwa used to be very angry at Micheal after knowing that Micheal loved the late Arini, he was also disappointed and cried at that time, but look now? I don't think anyone's happier than him tonight."


Daddy Gabriel smiled and said. "That's how fate, sometimes wrapping a smile from tears, can also be the opposite. Whatever it is, what happened is already a scenario from God and no story written by God is a failure."


......Little Tanvir......