
The day passed so quickly, it did not feel like a year had passed, Khanza who was none other than Laras. Who has now transformed into a woman who is so elegant and beautiful. She never knew she had a husband and a beautiful daughter.
Khanza or Laras is studying at the State University in Singapore, he repeated everything from the beginning if Khanza who used to take his education in semester 4 is now entering semester 2.
Mahendra so spoiled Laras, whatever Laras asked Mahendra to follow, although Mahendra knew that Laras was not his biological child because Mahendra's biological child was long gone.
“Papa” shouted Laras as he entered his house.
“What's the barrel ? Why scream there must be a wish ?” Mahendra looked at Laras affectionately.
“Laras want to travel to Korea Pa with friends, may Pa ?”
Mahendra thought for a moment, indeed Mahendra always allowed Laras or Khanza to go anywhere except Indonesia, because Mahendra was afraid that Laras would meet his original family.
“By yes Pa, please” Laras put on her cute face.
“Ya is okay, but remember always take care of yourself during there, how many days Laras go ?”
“Sunday Pa”
Laras immediately cheered happily because Mahendra allowed himself to go to Korea. .
“Whatever Papa will do to make you happy Laras” murmured Mahendra looked at his daughter who was full of happiness.
After Laras enters his room, Mahendra leaves, going to the place where his real daughter, the real Laras, has settled down in nature.
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That day Arif visited the residence of his father-in-law, since the departure of Khanza he always visited Pak Hadi, even staying there for several days of course bringing his little daughter who is now one year old.
Not without reason Arif always routinely visit Pak Hadi, he wants Pak Hadi not to feel too lost by his presence and also Kia.
Arif wants Pak Hadi to be happy in his old age now, especially Mr. Hadi has applied for resign 3 months ago, he wants to accompany his father-in-law's old age, his father-in-law, could be a good daughter-in-law for Mr. Hadi.
Upon arriving home, as usual, Pak Hadi and Bi Sri welcomed the arrival of Arif and Kia with joy, he smiled to find Mr. Hadi always eager to welcome the arrival of his first grandchild or could be his last grandchild.
“Grandfather's granddaughter is getting fat aja” as well as Pak Hadi while kissing Kia's face with a lot of tears.
While Arif returned to the car to pick up Kia's equipment and also himself, because tonight and the next two days he will stay here.
“Let me just Bi” he told Bi Sri who was about to lift Kia's baby bag
“Nothing den, light weight also kok” replied Bi Sri.
Arif just smiled “Thank you then Bi”
“Sama-sama, right Bibi has said do not hesitate if you need help just say”
Arif just smiled, Bi Sri is not allowed to stop working, in one position Pak Hadi still needs Bi Sri on the other hand also Bi Sri only lives alone if he returns to the village.
In the past Bi Sri did refuse because he felt his duty was done, he did not feel good to stay alone with Pak Hadi at home, so Arif took the initiative to become a maid again named Bi Rina.
“How's Dad doing ?” asked Arif who now sat in the television room, after putting his goods and also Kia.
“Good, Alhamdulillah” replied Mr. Hadi, he did not stop kissing the cheek of the bulging Kia. And also Kia did not refuse at all even the little toddler was heard giggling when his face was kissed by the Grandpa.
Not how long Kia began to whine maybe because she wanted to suckle, Arif who had understood about the whining of the princess immediately sensitized instantly, with a swift like a mother, Arif, Arif went straight to the kitchen to make Milk.
“Eh Bibi” Arif smiled clumsy “Iya Bi Kia already crying seems to want to take a nap on the way not to sleep because" explained Arif. He was so painstaking to put a joint of Milk into a bottle of milk that he had sterilized.
“Let me just Den, all of me who sleepurin Non Kia” Bi Rian offer.
“No hassle Bi ?” asked Arif because honestly he was so tired now, last night he worked overtime and Kia with Mama Risa, and when he came home from work he immediately prepared to go to Pak Hadi's house.
“Not at all Den, it is my duty, anyways I am happy to take care of Non Kia his child is not fussy if you want to sleep as long as it is full ya go to sleep no neko-neko”
True indeed the child is not too fussy, but it does not mean not at all because Kia is the same as other babies of the same age.
“Before Bi” Arif gave a bottle of Milk to Bi Rina which was received with enthusiasm by BI Rina.
Arif still had time to look at the shadow of Bi Rina who took a baby sling, indeed the way Bi Rina looked after Kia. He will hold Kia while giving milk not forgetting to chant sholawat prophet to make Kia sleep soundly.
Arif is grateful because so many love Kia, especially Sinta his friend Khanza he will come every weekend and bring so many toys. Arif had felt uncomfortable with the presence of Sinta however he is now Duda status.
“Please let me meet Kia Mas, I don't mean anything else, I just want to treat my miss to Khanza”
“If Mas Arif is not happy or uncomfortable with my existence, then I will come here when Mas Arif has left for work”
That's the word Sinta that Arif always remembers, until finally he agreed.
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After giving a bottle of milk to Bi Rina Arif immediately returned to the television room, ignoring his drowsiness to accompany Father-in-law, yes talking a little stuff and then decided to sleep for a while.
“Thanks for keeping Kia well” Pak Hadi started the conversation.
“At that time Arif should have done that Well, Kia is Arif's biological child, obviously Arif will take good care of her, he is the precious treasure that Arif has at this time” explained Arif without looking at his in-laws face, he is still focusing on the television screen where he is airing about the divorce of a famous artist.
“It's been a year since Khanza's departure, I'm glad if you want to remarry, Kia is still a child she needs a mother”
Arif immediately turned to look at Mr. Hadi, with a wrinkled forehead he looked at Mr. Hadi deeply, still digesting every word that said on the lips of the middle-aged man, whom he respected all this time.
“There is no plan Arif to marry Yah, Kia also does not need a mother, because her mother is just one, Ayesa Khanza Gunawan”
“But Khanza has gone !”
“Khanza did leave, but her status remained as a wife and mother to Kia, even until we both caught up with her”
Hadi looked back at Arif's face.
“Maybe at this time Kia does not understand if I tell everything about Khanza, but I am sure if Kia is already big she will understand if Khanza left because of struggling to give birth to herself” Arif continues the story.
But instead of replying to Arif's words, Mr. Hadi was sobbing with melted tears that were so swift.
“Thank you for loving Khanza” so much, said Mr. Hadi.
“To any day Khanza will always be the last port of heart ku”
“She's last love ku”
“Me and Khanza will be together again later, in his paradise Allah”