The Desired Angel of Heaven
Chapter 69
“Papa cudah puyang?” Hasya made a small run towards Faiq.
It was with pleasure that Faiq carried Hasya and carried her to the dining table. Ali was happy that her father was back with them.
Without speaking Hani served Faiq. He took the fried rice with an omelet. As Hani was at his side, Faiq's hand quickly grabbed his waist. He misses moments like this.
“Ih, papa peyuk mama..” Hasya's kenes voice made Faiq surprised. He forgets that there are children who pay attention to all their behavior.
“Papa already hugged dedek and mas Ali. Now papa wants to hug baby grandpa who is in the belly of the mother.” Faiq quickly let go of his hand. He looked at Hani's face that was reddened because it did not feel good with the three.
“When we go to the park again, pa. Ali was happy when papa brought her there.” Ali looked at Faiq expectantly.
Faiq smilingly looked at Ali, “Later in the afternoon, we're going to the park. Papa promise.” Faiq's gaze turned to the unreacted elder. “Mas Ariq wants to come too right?”
Ariq was silent. He was not excited for breakfast. Jealousy was present, as Ali and Hasya were indulging in Faiq.
“Mas Ariq breakfast spent.” Hani stroked Ariq's hair gently.
Faiq moved to sit next to him, “Papa tau, mas still angry with papa.”
“Mas has no papa. I only have a father and mother.” Cetus.
Something pinched Faiq's heart when he heard Ariq's words. He was saddened by the rejection of his eldest son. He was crouching beside Ariq.
“I'm sorry papa, son. Papa is very guilty of you. But Ariq should know, papa only loves you three and mother.”
“Grandma and aunt said papa just loves them. Papa will also have a child with aunt.”
Faiq. Too many Goddesses and Nesti had poisoned the minds of her children, so she was rejected by Ariq.
“Trust on papa.” Faiq smiled gently. His hand wanted to grab and caress Ariq's head, quickly Ariq moved his head away from Faiq.
Hani who witnessed Ariq's rejection so feel completely wrong. He approached Ariq and hugged her with a sad feeling. He did not expect Ariq's thoughts to be the same as his. Tears fell on Hani's cheeks, and Faiq realized that.
“Lin, take Hasya and Ali to Wulan's place. Let Hanif take her to school.” Hani felt he had to straighten out the problems between him and Faiq. He did not want Ariq to be burdened by Faiq's presence among them.
Ariq looked at Hani's face with sadness. He saw his mother coming back with tears. “Ariq doesn't want to see you crying again because of papa. Better Ariq does not have papa, if it makes you cry.”
It felt like thousands of needles were piercing through Faiq's heart hearing Ariq's words. He just stared at the floor. Somehow as deep as what wounds he inched, so that a child as small as Ariq can feel the same pain with his mother. But he must immediately tell the truth so that there is no more misunderstanding between them.
“Mas Ariq, papa was wrong for bringing Aunt Hesti to our house. But papa has ushered Aunt Hesti and grandma back to their house. Papa is lonely at home, because there is no you all.”
Faiq got up from his position, then he chose to sit beside Hani who was still hugging Ariq.
“Darling, you have to believe nothing happened between me and Nesti.” He stroked Hani's shoulder gently. He hoped Hani would not refuse.
Hani is silent. Tears still flowed down her cheeks. It was hard for him to believe all the words of Faiq. Faiq's treatment and harsh speech were still ringing in his ears.
Faiq saw his wife's clear eyes still shed tears. Jemari Faiq tried to remove the pearl-tear-grain, but Hani looked away. He lowered his face to Ariq who was now looking at his face.
“Mas Ariq, must be able to forgive papa. Can not hold a grudge yes.” Hani rubbed his face while smiling on his face.
Although in his heart it still hurts, but he must give an example to the firstborn in order to be patient and be able to forgive every mistake of others.
Hani nodded slowly. “Now Ariq can accompany papa at home. Mommy is going to the Mbah Sarmi stall. Mas Ariq does not need to go to school, later mother permission with her homeroom.”
“So today I can skip mrs?” Ariq's question made Hani smile thinly.
Seeing the smile on his wife's face made Faiq warm up. He stroked Hani's hair, and began to bravely grab Hani's head to give a brief kiss on her forehead. Faiq's actions were so fast, making Hani could not dodge.
“Mas want to join mother, to warung mbah Sarmi.” Ariq still refused to be with Faiq. He was still traumatized by Faiq's abusive remarks at the time.
Hani stared at Faiq at a glance. Faiq returned his gaze to his wife while nodding with his thin smile.
“Unda, or want jayan tama papa..” With a small run, Hasya is now in front of them with Lina and Mbah Darmi.
Hani immediately got up from the chair, “Ayo, mas Ariq change clothes first. Mother also wants to go to room.”
Ariq walked followed by Lina, while Hani without caring about Faiq went straight to her room. It felt like Faiq was following his wife's steps, but what a stumbling block he had to go through, and he did not dare to take the risk. He will follow the Javanese proverb, alon-alon from clakon….
Hani was ready to leave with Ariq. She uses a batik dress that is combined with a matching hijab. His appearance is very simple. But the aura of beauty was so visible on her face. Her pregnancy made Faiq unable to take his eyes off his wife's face.
Regardless of Faiq's gaze, Hani approached Hasya who was sitting on Faiq's lap while drinking milk from a bottle.
“Mother go first, darling. Don't be naughty yes..” He kisses Hasya's forehead gently.
Faiq's hand restrained Hani's fingers that had wiped Hasya's hair. Their close faces made Faiq not waste a chance. Again he steals a kiss on his wife's lips, as Hani looks at her face. Seeing the red hue on Hani's face made Faiq feel satisfied. He let go of his grasp as soon as Hani pulled his hand.
Faiq rushed up from the chair while carrying Hasya. He saw Hani about to take out the motor from the small garage. Actually he objected to see Hani who chose to work to help Sarmi ma'am. But he did not have the courage to forbid Hani to leave.
“I'll take you to stall bu Sarmi.” Faiq's words made Hani stop his steps.
“Mas, ride the same motor only mother.” Ariq still rejected Faiq's offer, making Faiq's feelings sad again, but he had to hold on to restore the eldest's trust.
“Alright, papa won't hold you back. Be careful on the road.” Faiq continued to review the smile on his face to cover up the disappointment.
“Mas, salim used to be the same papa.” Hani tried to persuade Ariq to remain polite to Faiq. He also felt the disappointment of Faiq.
Ariq walked over to Faiq. Without saying anything he clasped Faiq's hand and immediately kissed him. Faiq quickly stroked Ariq's hair and kissed her forehead.
When Hani was about to do the same as Ariq, Faiq immediately took the opportunity by hugging him. He did not care about the views of Hasya and Ariq who saw the actions of Faiq against his mother.
“I missed you..” Faiq's whisper was soft in Hani's ear.
After a while Faiq let go of his embrace, because Ariq had already pulled Hani's hand to leave immediately.
“Sabar, there will be time...” Guman Faiq in his heart, it was not willing he released a hug from the body of his wife who he so longed for.
Faiq opened the gate so Hani could get out on his bike. His gaze was not even a hint away from his wife's face.
“Papa loves you.” He said as Hani and Ariq passed from before him.