The Heart of Old Menjakaka
248. I threw it away
"Rather than asking Tian. Better to Ahmad alone," said Angga while reaching into the bag in his pants. Pick up the phone, then call the guy.
"Who is Ahmad, Pa?" ask Kevin.
"But Janet. The time you forgot?"
"Oh. The kribo, huh?"
"Yes, Janet's dad is only one. It's you, a lot!" angga Syndir. "Hello, Mad," he said as his phone call was picked up by the other side.
"Sore, Sir. What's up?" ask Ahmad.
"Do you have any free time today?"
"There was. I just got home from work."
"I want you to come to my house, Mad" Angga said.
"What do you want, sir?"
"Here, Janet and Kevin have kids. But I don't know how to take care of him myself. You can not teach me, all teach me to train so they can talk too," pinta Angga.
"Well, it's hatched apparently. Both are healthy, sir?" ahmad asked enthusiastically.
"Healthy, thank God."
"But I'm sorry, sir. I don't know how to care for a baby bird and train it."
"Can't you? You don't have a lot of cockatoo birds, do you?"
"Yes. But I buy when they're older and can talk. Not from the baby, sir."
"Are Janet the same?"
"Yes, same. He's staying with me maybe just a year."
"Ah yes it is. I thought you could help me," complained Angga disappointed.
"I'm sorry, sir."
"Yes." Yeah." Angga turned off his phone connection while scowling. Then put the flat object back into the bag of pants. It seems, forced, the advice that Kevin used would Angga use.
***
Nightfall.
"Om Tian wants to stay at Opa's house, huh?" guess Juna cheerfully. He walked prancing toward Tian at the security guard post, who was sitting while feeding Kevin's two children with porridge.
Juna had been discharged from the hospital this afternoon, and Tian had brought him home to Angga's house on his way home from work.
Luckily, at Angga's house there was no Steven. The man was taking Citra to the hotel. As usual, make love while looking at the stars.
Maybe if Steven finds out, it could blow him up. And it would automatically expel Tian whatever the reason.
"No dong. The stay." He answered Angga. He had since been sitting beside Tian while making a coffee and paying attention to the man's movements.
There really is no need to doubt, Tian is already experienced in taking care of parrots. It looks so painstaking that Angga sees it.
"Kok home? It's good to stay overnight. Later sleep with Juna and Mami," said Juna sadly.
"Where can that be!" the Angga sewot.
"No, why?" Juna looked at Angga's face. Then climb up Tian's thigh. Sitting on his lap.
"Can't get married yet. So no," answered Angga. Tian just smiled as he continued to steam.
"Oh, it means to marry first dong. Ah long." Juna pursed his lips, then crossed them.
"But Opa approved of Mami and Om Tian, right?" pinta Juna while putting on a clear face.
"Yes" answered Angga lazily.
Juna's eyes immediately sparkled, as well as Tian's. He twisted his body, then hugged Tian's body tightly. There was the sound of a beating heart in there.
"Alhamdulillah, Om. Opa agreed."
"Yes, Jun." Tian put on a smile. 'Alhamdulillah,' inner.
Juna released a hug, then looked at Angga. "Opa says dong is the same Om Steven, to bless Om Tian," he asked.
"Om Tian dong should have asked for his blessing. Yes, although Steven is only his sister Nissa .. but it's good that he also agrees," explained Angga.
"Later I'll ask Steven for his blessing, sir. Even to all the members of the Nissa family," Tian solemnly said. Looking at the face of Angga.
"Surely, you asked for his blessing after officially divorced. Let it be good," Angga advised.
"Yes." Yeah." Tian nodded quickly.
***
5 months later.....
Tomorrow, is the final trial of the divorce between Tian and Fira. If they both agree, they are officially the former.
Now, Fira is in a taxi car holding a tiny baby in her hand. The baby is his son, who was born yesterday with the help of a child shaman.
Actually, Fira had tried to kill the baby while in the womb. From trying to abort, drinking various types of drugs and much more.
But God seems to have another will. The baby was born into the world safely. Born perfectly, beautiful, white and female.
Unfortunately, Fira now intends to throw her baby into an orphanage. To him, the baby was an unlucky carrier. And Fira doesn't want to take care of it.
"Stop here, sir!" fira told the driver when he saw there was an orphanage that looked lonely. Being on the side of the road.
The salty car then stopped. After paying, Fira went down while confirming her hijab.
Fira wears a hijab, as well as a mask. So that later no one will know if he threw away the baby. The clothes that the woman was wearing were black.
After seeing the taxi car passing away, Fira stepped slowly towards the house, while looking to the right and left looking at the situation.
When it was felt safe enough, Fira immediately put the baby carefully near the iron fence. The little baby seemed to be asleep. The fabric is bear-faced, pink. The blanket she wears is pink.
'You're better suited to living here than living with me. Your kere father will also definitely not be able to live you, ' Inner Fira then ran away.
Soon it rained, straight away. Quickly he waved at the taxi that had just passed, then went inside. Then the car drove away.
Fira breathed her breath with relief. After throwing the baby away, it felt like the burden in his life was slightly reduced. Since yesterday the baby was entrusted in the shaman's house, because Fira himself lied to Nurul. He said the baby died.
'Now everything is in order. The son of the unlucky bearer I threw away. And tomorrow I'll officially be a widow. Next, I'll just set up Mr. Rizky. So that he may be with me and leave his wife.' Fira smiles grinning, then picks up her phone in a pants pocket.
***
The Tian house.
The man was sitting side by side while raising both of his open palms. After the tahajud prayer, he also offered a do'a.
"God, tomorrow is my divorce for the fifth time. I hope everything goes well. And may I also wish ... may Steven bless me to marry his Mummy?"
"I know I'm a very imperfect human being. But my love for Nissa is so perfect, God. Your blessing is also very important. Please, my blessing will justify Nissa. I love him, love him and Juna. Amen, amen to Rabbal alamin." Tian rubbed his face as he finished his prayer.
...Sorry to be late, guys. Later I will up again if hunted, yes, if not yes maybe tomorrow ðŸ¤...
...The cake tomorrow there is an official so widower nih 🤣...