Rahman Bin Rahimah
CHAPTER 73 Meeting

Monday is a busy day for residents of Jakarta, but not for Abdar as a superior. He still had time to visit Rahimah's house with one reason, which was to pick up Rahman as well as take breakfast.

Rahimah and Rahman who had predicted did not look surprised, considering Abdar once said he would visit often.

They even prepared plates and spoons for the two guests.

Today also Abdar came not only empty-handed, it was on the side of the road when he saw there was a fruit seller ... Abdar immediately pulled over his car to buy fruit as a hand.

The uterus immediately peeled the apples and melons for their dessert.

There was not much talk between Abdar and Rahimah, other than greetings and thanks they preferred silence.

It is the more dominant diamond that solves silence and makes awkwardness decrease over time.

"Oiya, Intan ... Your bracelet was still the same brother, briefly yes brother take it first in the room." Rahman walked straight into his room when he was done helping his mother clean up their food.

"Oh, is there still? Intan thinks it's gone, "reply as it is.

"It." Intan received Rahman's bracelet.

"Om, can it still be fixed?" ask Intan.

"Try, look." Take over the bracelet that is in the palm of Intan's hand.

"It can still, though. Let your mama take you to the gold shop, let it be fixed!" While flipping the bracelet.

"Thank you, brother Rahman .. Help Intan keep this bracelet." Point it at the object that is still in Abdar's grasp.

"Thank you, Rahman" Abdar chimed in.

"Yes, equally" Rahman said.

"Emmm .. If so, we leave now," realizing his old self, Abdar chose to leave now.

Passing the stairs, they descended regularly and peaked.

"Be careful on the road" said the Rahimah to everyone.

"Assalamualaikum" said Rahman, Abdar, and Intan together.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," replied Rahimah.

In the journey of Abdar just become a questionable person, he even like he is not himself. It was because Abdar wanted to know about Rahman even further ....

"Today, what are you doing Rahman?" Abdar asked when the car had entered the highway.

Rahman who was sitting in the back seat had a glance at Abdar who was driving.

"Usually at three, I have a taekwondo practice" Rahman replied.

"Well great, pantesan at that time you were a martial arts champion. What is the practice every day?" puji Abdar asked again.

"At first Rahman participated in activities every day time in Bandung, but now Monday to Wednesday alone." Abdar nodded in understanding.

"Intan has also seen Rahman's brother instead of a lo criminal, om," explained Intan.

"When that time, our hands were tied. But brother Rahman can still kick them lo om, just so cool." Looking back while clasping his two thumbs to Rahman, Intan excitedly recounted the events as they fled.

"Oh yeah? Who's great you, Rahman?" Abdar feels so proud to have a child like Rahman as his son, although he has not been able to make it happen in real action as his biological father but there is a special satisfaction in his heart.

"What om can, see you rehearsing?" Abdar glanced at Rahman from the hopeful.

"Byeah," could not Rahman refuse him.

Both corners of Abdar's lips lifted. "What time are you leaving?" back asking.

"Usually, less than fifteen minutes at three o'm."

"Then I'll pick it up."

"But Rahman used to go with his friends" Rahman explained.

"Which friend?"

"School friends," answered Rahman short.

"If so, later in school you say the same to them .. today you leave the same om," ordered Abdar.

Wanting to refuse but reluctant, considering he who does not want to call father makes it all wrong if he returns to reject it.

"Well," said Rahman resigned.

"Well, okay, om?"

"No, this is specifically for boys" Abdar said.

Intan frowned because he was not allowed to participate. "Sister, Rahman .. There are no girls?" tanya Intan is looking for support.

"There are, even girls are also many who participate in taekwondo training," said Rahman honestly make Intan smile widely.

"Well, there's also her daughter. Means Intan can join dong," pinta Intan.

Abdar seemed to think of something. "Aren't you learning njai?" said Abdar.

"Come yes" Intan complained.

"Eh, if Intan njai means om also njai, dong?" Abdar lost a landslide, he also forgot about it.

"If so, we will change the schedule to teach him. Come home from here, I'll talk to your mama."

"Okidoki" said Intan.

No cars were parked in the school parking lot. Before getting out of the car Rahman and Intan salute Abdar, and say hello first then they come down.

Seeing the children and nephew who had entered the class, Abdar quickly run back his car.

The goal this time is a cafe that has not been visited for a long time. He has also contacted Adit to meet there and discuss various obstacles about anything.

Arriving at the cafe Abdar was welcomed by Adit. "Where are you from, anyway? From earlier I waited for lu Bambanggg," Adit's first whistle faced.

"This has come, I've come" said Abdar casually passing Adit into his study.

"Damn it," muttered Adit.

"Now, you sign." Adit opened several sheets of paper that Abdar had to sign when he was sitting in his chair.

"So how?" abdar asked ambiguously while putting ink on the paper.

"What, how?" reply Adit with a crinkled forehead.

"Your development is the same as Dinda's? I'm sure, you must have stayed the way in place!" guess Abdar.

"Don't help me, make the approach .. You must have lost," Adit swore in my heart because Abdar could tell.

"Udah hunted, signature," urged Adit.

"More." Abdar immediately returned it.

After researching all Adit was kept in a drawer and sat on the edge of the table after closing it.

"What?" ask Abdar astonished.

"Gw listen, Jack fled to Indonesia .. and Shandy was moved also yesterday. Aren't you worried about Intan and Rahman?"

"Gw, have asked Tomi to put the men around Rahman and Intan" Abdar replied quickly.

"It's good that way" Adit was relieved.

The discussion was rolling about other office work, had long not monitored directly to make Abdar left behind any news, and Adit faithfully explained it.

Sempet paused because the waiter who came to serve drinks, after the employee went back to mekara to continue the conversation.

For nearly two hours, Abdar and Adit decided to go outside.

Just a few steps out of the room, Abdar and Adit heard the person calling them.

"Abdar, Adit .. are you here?" ask a middle-aged woman in her fashionable dress also bun down hairstyle. Although it is already old age, but its beauty is not reduced at all.

"Ah, lady Tamara, apparently you. How are you?" Abdar greeted back while watching Tamara's two friends who were on his left and right sides.

An adult woman on the left side of Tamara is very similar to her, a light blue dress shirt with no arms and beautiful hair until her waist makes her look elegant.

"Alhamdulillah good. Don't call madam! Just call me aunty," he said, stopping Abdar and Adit's attention.

"Hmmm, okay."

"What are you guys doing here?" ask Tamara again.

"This is Abdar's cafe" Adit said representing the boss.

"Oh yeah? So this cafe is yours too?" clearly implied a sense of admiration from the expression of Tamara's face.

"Yes, aunt," Abdar smiled faintly.

"Ah, introduce .. This is auntie's son. Name's Queen!" Abdar reluctantly called the woman's hand.

"Abdar," he said flatly.

"Queen."

"Adit" same as Abdar.

"Queen."

"And this is a friend, aunt. Her name is aunt Wati."

"Call me Wati's mother."

Abdar nodded politely. "Abd."

"Adit" said Adit.

"Just call mom, Wati," smiled gently at the two.

"Please enjoy the story, Aunt Tamara, Wati's mother. Then we go first."

"Where are you guys going? Why not join us?" tawar Tamara's.

"No, thank you aunt. I have to go home soon, because it looks like I still need to take medicine," Abdar refused subtly.

"Is your hand still, sick?" ask Tamara worried.

"Yes, slightly. But only sometimes, maybe because I was forced to sign the file," Abdar replied honestly.

"Reply check your hands to the doctor" Tamara suggested, while the two women of different generations just quietly listened because they did not understand anything.

"Yes, the plan is that I will stop by the doctor for a while" Abdar said politely.

"Good, you must be careful on the road" Tamara said.

"Thank you, aunt. Then excuse me, come on." Abdar and Adit slightly bowed their heads and passed away.

"Seriously, you wanna stop by the doctor's?" Adit who just heard Abdar's statement immediately asked when he was out of the cafe.

"It looks like yes, my hands were a little itchy and painful."

"This is the key, let me bring it," Pinta Adit raised a hand that was immediately given Abdar happily.

Adit who already knows which doctor can help without asking immediately to the practice clinic.

When it arrived fortunately it coincided with the doctor who had just returned from the hospital where he worked.

"Assynolajet. Good afternoon doctor, Firman," said Abdar and Adit.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Wow it turns out you guys? How are you?" Abdar smiled shyly as he recalled his circumcision event that was assisted by the doctor Firman.

"Alhamdulillah, I am a good doctor .. but Abdar is not good," replied Adit who realized that his brother-in-law was embarrassed.

"Loh, why? Let's go in first." Invite the doctor Firman let his guest into the clinic that blends with the house. The clinic is attached to the side.

"Look, doctor .. a week ago my hand was hit by a stray bullet."

"Astaghfirullah," cried Doctor Firman.

"A few days ago I took him to the hospital for a check-up, but at that time you were not there and another doctor helped me."

"Now I want to get back checked, because I feel my hands are a little sore and itchy."

"Well, then open up his sleeves first." Abdar immediately rolled up the clothes in his hands.

"Emmm, upper arm yes! Approaching the muscles, maybe Abdar's son did muscle gymnastics .. So being tense, is it very painful?" obviously Doctor Firman asked.

"Not really, just like twitching. Just yesterday I forced you to drive and sign the file, does that matter?"

"Actually this is natural, because in the hands will certainly be moved often so that the wound becomes interested and painful. And itching is also common, because of the healing process, but if the complaint gets worse you should check further."

"Well, we'll check the blood pressure first."

Doctor Firman also installed a telescope and placed the tip on Abdar's wrist and wrapped around the heart rate gauge.

"His blood pressure, normal ... 160/100. I recommend that this time should not be too forced to work if his hands still hurt."

"I gave her medicine for her pain. Drink it when it hurts, as it is now."

After taking the medicine, doctor Firman handed it over which Abdar immediately accepted. "Thank you, doctor."

"Together."

Adit was in charge of paying for the medicine, after it was finished they went home to Abdar.

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The days passed as usual, the busyness of man did not decrease. Abdar, who asked Maryam to change her teaching schedule, was unable to. Because it was the desire of Abizar who taught at that time.

Rahimah determinedly wanted to tell Abizar about Rahman's biological father had been told that day.

Abizar was surprised to hear it, with full patience he listened to every explanation of Rahimah so that he could understand it all, now he knows the story directly from his woman.

Rahimah assured that he was not intentional and knew that he had to teach at Abdar's place because of that request Ustadzah Habibah of course Abizar also remembered it.

Abdar who visited every morning with Intan also reported Rahimah to Abdar, because Rahimah did not want to misunderstand and accepted Ustadz with a spacious chest.

Adit also visited Dinda's restaurant every day, although only he greeted without reply but Adit never gave up.

Without realizing that every day they met to become accustomed, Rahimah and Rahman who already knew Abdar and Intan would come were always waiting anxiously for fear of not coming again.

Not much different from Rahimah, Dinda too. Although he was indifferent and indifferent to the man he hated but every time he arrived at the restaurant his heart was terbesit hope that there would be Adit who picked him up.

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"Nyebelin really know no, mas Adit it," Dinda to her friends.

This afternoon they gathered in the house of the Rahimah.

"What's the reason for this?" Nurul quickly asked.

"Every morning breakfast in the restaurant I mulu." He said while pouting.

"Loh, isn't that good? Means the menu of the cuisine there is really delicious, until the Adit mas willingly every day eat in your restaurant," Nurul theory.

"Yes, why are you so rich?" soraya asked chimed, Rahimah silently listened.

In Rahimah's mind, he also had time to feel what Dinda experienced when Abdar always came in the last week. But he never told his three friends.

"It's good, but .. tau ah," replied Dinda ambiguously.

"Iih, it's not clear" said Nurul and Soraya together.

"Belaine, bleee." Dinda stuck out her tongue as she felt out of words.

"Huuuu," again the cheers of his two best friends echoed.

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