Rahman Bin Rahimah
CHAPTER 71 Breakfast.

This morning Abdar was neat to wear a dress shirt with his cloth pants, shiny black shoes also perfect his appearance. Walk down the stairs along with Intan.

"Where are you going?" tanya Intan raised her head making her two braided hair sway in rhythm.

"You take you to Rahman's house." Abdar's whisper slightly bowed.

"Hah, to Ra----'s house."

"Sttt," Intan's sentence was interrupted because he saw Abdar's index finger sticking to the surface of his lips.

"Secret, don't get caught by your mama" he whispered. Intan nodded while smiling widely.

"You're not coming?" ask Abdar.

"You dong" Intan replied in a whisper.

They returned to move the legs that had stopped between the stairs. The right hand that was once injured has now started to heal 100% and he decided to bring his own car.

"Let's have breakfast" said Maryam upon hearing their footsteps without turning her head.

"Silver and Intan did not eat breakfast, later on the road only breakfast," Abdar rolled his eyes to the nephew who was replied with a stifled laugh.

"Loh, why? Brother want to take Intan?" Maryam immediately turned her head and was surprised to find her brother who was ready to take her little daughter.

"Yes, we want to leave now" said Abdar and embraced by Intan.

"But why eat out?" his protest.

"Once in a while, is that okay?"

"Yes, once in a while ma .. later go twice," Intan grinned.

"Isn't it. Your evil, don't tell me there's a breakfast plan outside?" Maryam squinted her eyes.

"It's a plan that suddenly came along, so don't blame brother. Yes, my sister left first." Hand to shake hands.

With a sullen face Maryam greeted him. "Yes, be careful on the road," so did Intan.

"Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

Maryam looked at the two while pouting, the next second turned into a smile. "Sister should have a companion" murmured Maryam.

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"Why are we going to his house, Rahman?" ask Intan when the car is run.

"You have breakfast" said Abdar Short.

"Huh, breakfast at Rahman's?" Intan flinched while rounding her small eyes.

"Emmm," Abdar only replied to him with a mutter.

"Oh, um Abdar ... Intan mean, is it okay that we ride breakfast at people's homes?" tanya Intan plain.

"It's okay, because om has asked for permission before with aunt Imah and brother Rahman. But it's a secret, don't let your mama know."

Abdar had asked for one thing when Rahman refused to call his father, he asked to be allowed to visit Rahman whenever it came at a reasonable hour and he thought now was the time to bring Intan.

"Can I get it?"

"Have ... Can you not ask too many questions? If not, are you staying? Just follow what om lakanin, now the most important thing you do not say the same mama .. because this is a secret." Glanced at Intan at a glance and refocused on staring at the streets.

"Yes, Intan promised," he said quickly.

"Good smart kid." A gentle swab at the head of Intan Abdar gave.

Continues to drive his car without obstacles, although it is somewhat jammed but does not last long until they arrive at Rahman's house.

"Come on." Take Abdar and open the car door.

"Assalamualaikum" said the two after ringing the bell of the house.

In a matter of seconds, the door opened half-way and a boy appeared looking at them with a faint smile, almost invisible.

"Wa'alaikumussalam" said Rahman.

"Can't you, um visit?" a face of hope emanated from Abdar.

"Byeah, please come in." The door was opened wide by Rahman, he was slightly shifted to the side of the door so that his guests can enter.

"Said om Abdar, would all go to breakfast, brother," Intan nyengir.

Abdar grimaced while scratching his nape which was not itchy at all.

"Can, come." Rahman ignored his father's face and stepped in the lead after closing the door first.

"Ma, there's Intan same om ...." Rahman glanced back before continuing his sentence.

"Abdar" he said slowly.

Rahimah looked a little surprised to see the arrival of the two. "You have breakfast, he said" Rahman sat down on the chair.

Back Rahimah was a little surprised, Abdar instead threw his face in the other direction because of a little embarrassment.

"Please sit down." Immediately add two dishes for unexpected guests.

Abdar sat next to Intan and right opposite Rahimah who was storing rice, vegetables and side dishes into the plate then Rahimah asked. "Is this enough?"

"Ah, yes .. enough," cried Abdar. Put it in front of Abdar.

Rahimah again did the same thing and asked Intan, after getting an answer he put before Intan.

"Thank you, aunt." A big smile given Intan for Rahimah who was reciprocated with a sweet smile, Abdar did not waste the scenery in front of his eyes, he was so enjoying it.

"Please eat," Abdar awoke from his daydream.

"Emmm, nice auntie," said Intan with a full mouth.

"St." Rahman rebuked Intan while placing one finger on the surface of the lips.

"Hehe, I'm sorry," Intan recalled Rahman's advice that forbade him from speaking while eating.

With a hand movement that seems to lock the mouth then raise a thumb beside the lips sign understand and return to eating silently.

Abdar who saw the behavior of the two smiled happily. Rahimah only glanced at a glance and continued her breakfast.

In his mind, he had decided to tell Abizar about Rahman's biological father, so that there would be no misunderstanding later when Abdar came to visit again. Who knows?

Because today they have the holiday to teach Intan and Abdar, so he will talk about it later on Monday.

Finish breakfast Rahimah clean the dirty dishes that Rahman helped. "Let me help ya, auntie?" Intan wants to help.

"Don't love, you sit down," reject the delicate womb.

"Oiya, Rahman hasn't been home yet, has she?" Abdar thawed a quiet atmosphere.

Rahman shakes. "Once in a while, visit dong to the house om," pinta Abdar expectantly.

Rahman glanced at his mama at a glance, Rahimah nodded in agreement. There's no way he could ban that.

"Yes" Rahman answered briefly.

"What about tomorrow? You have no activity, right? It just so happens that tomorrow is Sunday, so you can play at home all day, or what if you just stay tonight?" cecar Abdar, he did not even think about the consequences if he brought Rahman to his house.

What he thinks now is that he wants to bring himself closer to the small family despite getting rejected as a father but at least he remains accepted as a relative.

"Yes, Rahman has no activities. Tomorrow I can play at home om, but if stay .. kasian mama alone at home." Abdar was a little disappointed but he understood.

"Horeeee, Rahman's brother is playing tomorrow to our house" Intan welcomed the excitement.

"Later, Intan invited Rahman to see our home. We can play, "his spirit.

"Rahman, you go to school with Intan!"

"But how is Rayan?" Rahman asked puzzledly, as he used to pick up his friend.

"From now on, who picked you up?" Abdar answered with an indisputable question.

Rahman was silent and looked at her mother for an answer. "Later mama said to Aunt Soraya, if you now go with Intan," he suggested.

Actually Rahimah was squeezed, she was afraid her friend asked her what was the reason Rahman wanted to be delivered by a stranger, then how he explained it. But seeing Abdar who wants to take the pick up also makes it heartless if you have to refuse him.

Rahman nodded. He also honestly refused. Given Abdar's mistake of hurting his mother did not necessarily make it easy to agree without the consent of his mother.

"Come, have you prepared?" obviously Abdar was pleased to get a good response from both of them.

After saying hello they finally left. Previously Rahimah contacted the Soraya driver not to stop to pick up Rahman, because he knew that now the car must have been on the way.

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"This is the ring." Dinda put the ring in front of Adit after the two pairs of humans who made him play the drama left and Dinda wants to end the drama immediately.

"Well, I'll buy you a little smaller." Adit said casually while putting a ring in front of him.

"Now I know the size of your finger." Adit smiled happily.

"Mas Adit, I did not ask to buy a ring .. so do not bother," Dinda refused firmly.

"Who says it's a hassle, it's my duty as your lover." Say Adit while raising his eyebrows.

"From half an hour ago." Dinda rolled her eyes lazily.

"It's just pretend," he argued.

"Who said pretend? Customers believe that's true." Dinda clucked at Adit's opinion.

"Whatever ..!! You don't have to pay for the food, so you can go now" Dinda pushed away as she moved from her seat.

"Uhhh sweetness ... just so it is, it has been treated to the same couple," Dinda growled to hear it.

"Mas Adit can't do it, don't make me high blood" said Dinda.

"Can't, because I already diabetes mellitus gegara you mengelayang sweet .. so high blood, for you only," Adit mengluum smile when he heard his own flutter. Out of nowhere he could string together words he had never used.

"That, bummer ...." Say it while walking.

After feeling pretty far away, Dinda turned around to make sure that Adit was gone.

"Ngapain mas Adit, right there?" Dinda was surprised, because instead of coming home Adit was at another table where there were two women and they held each other's HP as well as Adit.

"Based on a crocodile" muttered Dinda again stepping into her room.

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Tomorrow ....

Intan who promised about breakfast at Rahimah's house was a secret, he firmly locked his mouth tightly.

But for the news that Rahman will play all day at their house, of course, it cannot be hidden.

"So you went to get Rahman?" earlier when Abdar left his brother did not say anything and now he was so surprised when his son told him the plan today.

"Yes, Rahman's brother was brought here all day."

Maryam increasingly gasped, which she knew her brother was never willing to bother to invite people other than himself and Intan especially to play all day at home.

"Nobody's taking the medicine, right?" murmured Maryam slowly.

"What medicine ma?" it turns out that even Intan can hear it.

"Huh, it's nothing. Yes already, if you have come tell mom? Mama's going to the back." Which is directly in Anguki Intan.

Half an hour later Intan called his mother, telling her about the arrival of Abdar and Rahman.

"Sir ...," cried Maryam after meeting them.

"Good morning, aunt." Rahman thrust out the hand that Maryam welcomed.

"Again, Rahman, why wasn't your mom invited?" Maryam squinted her eyes at Abdar. He had a feeling that his brother had hidden something from him.

"Again busy aunty, he said make a auntie's clothes."

"Ohh yes, aunt asked to make clothes with your mother," he said.

"Intan .. invite his brother Rahman to play gih, mama there needs to be a moment with you." Again Maryam's view pointed sharply at Abdar.

"Come brother, come with Intan around the house." Without hesitation Intan pulled Rahman's hand into the house deeper and deeper.

"Explain?" to the points firmly.

"What?" Abdar pretended not to understand.

Upset with her sister, Maryam immediately pulled her into the study.

"I'm sure there's something that you're hiding from me. So tell ... What's the matter exactly?" His words while ruffled around his waist intimidated Abdar.

"There's nothing" Abdar argued.

"No way, nothing. Why did you bother to pick Rahman up to play here again?"

"Do you know now, or am I looking for myself?" threaten Maryam.

Abdar sighed, scratching his baffled forehead explaining the truth.

"Enmmm ...."

Mary is still waiting for her explanation.

"Enmmm ...."

"What the hell, aemm-aemm? Definitely dong?" ketus Maryam's.

Abdar really felt frustrated, sooner or later his sister had to know about the whereabouts of his son.

"Bahman ... Rahman was ...," again Abdar hesitated to say it.

"What?" urged Maryam to frown deeply.

"Sister's Child." Abdar lowered his head not daring to see Maryam's reaction.

"Awww," Abdar screeched in pain while rubbing his arm which still hurt from the wound.

She saw Maryam holding a book she had picked up on the desk and Abdar believed her sister was hitting with it.

"What do you mean?" angry Maryam demanded a more detailed explanation.

"Yes ... Rahman's his son, brother." Abdar immediately retreated two steps back when he saw Maryam raising her hand to hit him again with a book.

"You mean Brother, is that Brother's wife?" Maryam tried to shake off the ugly thoughts that suddenly appeared in her brain.

"Not .. but Rahman is his older brother's son." Abdar was again about to dodge when Maryam moved closer, but instead of hitting his sister was sitting on the sofa with a disappointed face.

"So I mean Brother?" maryam lirih said.

"... Is Mama a victim of abuse? And the man who broke it was his own brother, so that he had a son, Rahman?" Maryam's voice trembled looking lethargicly at Abdar.

As a woman Maryam knew very well how the Rahimah felt that was unfairly treated by a man. Even to the point of taking his crown forcibly.

"Sorry ...." Abdar crouched down in front of Maryam, which made his sister's eyes dewy.

"You remind me, when you broke up with Sherlin? He cheated .. and it made my brother lose control and choose to drink," said Abdar Lirih.

"That's where the beginning of why it can happen, because the brother is in the influence of drinks. Brother can't explain it to you, because it's been long enough ... Brother doesn't even remember everything." Mary's tears collapsed instantly upon learning of the harsh reality of Abdar and Rahimah.

Suddenly the room became quiet ....

"Did you know before that Mbak Imah is that woman, so she can become a teacher to teach her Intan?" ask Maryam when she can control her emotions while gently rubbing a trace of tears on both cheeks.

Abdar shook his head quickly. "So don't know at all, aren't you the one who is looking for a teacher for Intan and Brother?" Maryam nodded in confirming.

He was sure that Rahimah also would not have expected that time.

"So .. does Rahman know?"

"Yes, just a few days ago he found out." Abdar rested his back on the edge of the sofa beside Maryam's feet.

"What does Rahman think?" Maryam was so curious about the reaction Rahman was showing at the moment, whether her brother was accepted that Rahman would come to their house.

Abdar let out a heavy sigh that did not escape Maryam's attention.

"He won't call brother, father," Mary smiled cynically.

"He keeps calling brother, om ...."

"Surely because he hates Big Brother?" guess Maryam sure.

"Maybe it's one of them, but the other reason is . because there is no marriage bond between brother and mother. Rahman was afraid that people would talk about us" he explained.

"I agree with Rahman's thought. Although the actions of the brother are difficult to forgive, but he can still hold his chest by thinking about the residents' gossip to his brother."

"Yes, I know that. Brother was even very proud when he found out that his brother already had a son as good as Rahman," said Abdar honestly.

"If the obstacle is only a bond, why doesn't my sister marry me?"

"That's not possible."

"Loh, why?"

"Because Rahman said, Ustadz Abizar would propose to his mother. And yesterday brother accidentally saw the ring finger Rahimah already has a ring. That meant they were getting married soon" Abdar immediately dropped his head on the hand he held up on both knees.

"Is serious?" cry Maryam.

"What Brother, there's no plan to derail?" Abdar shook his head weakly still in the same position.

"We're trying to slow down, who knows they're not getting married." Abdar quickly looked up at Maryam.

Abdar frowned in seeing Maryam's smile.

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