The Three Sweet Dads
Which favor of your Lord do you deny?

"His drink is dataaang," Inara exclaimed cheerfully, as Salma halted the story to Lasa and Abi.

Inara was poking suspiciously at her mother, why silence? he heard that his mother told him at length. Unfortunately he did not hear clearly, only the sound of people gargling was heard.

He put a tray on the table, "Definitely tell me something, right?" guess what, he knew very well, surely his mother told him something about him. Then he sat down beside his mother.

"Continue bund I also want to hear," he said, he looked at Mother Salma. Salma smiled, while Lasa looked curious about the continuation of the story of Salma. The story was just the beginning of the long-awaited final part never came. Honestly, the beginning for Lasa is very boring because the focus is only the story of Inara. He is waiting for the adoption process.

Unlike Abi who is so excited and enthusiastic, who is not interested in the past of the lover? moreover, his childhood, who knows shame' nemu nemu can be a material to tease Inara, muehehehe Abi chuckled in his heart.

"So the twenty-seven documents are aunt and aunt husband who took care of," continued Salma.

"Oh, talk about adopting me." He nodded his head slowly. Until now, he never forgot his origins from the orphanage. Although ten years passed, sometimes making his mother uncomfortable, but, when he was asked, 'let Nara always give thanks to God bund, ' he answered simply to make his mother to the umpteenth time drop tears, he said, moved on his adopted son.

Even if he is a child who is not wanted by both parents or something happens to his parents, forcing them to leave him in an orphanage, making him never blame fate at all, maybe when he was a kid. The more mature makes it more understanding and confident that God scaled something must have a certain purpose. Gratitude becomes an alternative so that he does not complain too much about how hard life is. Grateful is still given life, health and grateful for the arrival of Salma's mother and Bagas' father who was no less loving and loving he was like his biological parents.

Which favor of your Lord do you deny? one of the verses in the Qur'an is imprinted in his mind and the recesses of his heart. That is what always strengthens his gratitude to God, from childhood to the present.

Abi was a little surprised by Inara's words, why is it so relaxing? there should be a sad look engraved on the beautiful face of his lover, let alone discussing about his origin. Salma who saw Abi chuckled softly, "Don't be surprised son Abi, Inara is like that."

"Then how long does it take to prepare all those documents?" Lasa was really impatient, because from now on, there was someone who stopped Salma from telling a story.

Putting down the mug and thumping, "Hmm ... three months," he replied.

"How long ago tan?" Lasa frowned, Lasa's astonished face looked so cute in the eyes of Inara and Salma. Abi elbowed the betel tree who turned profession into a journalist. How not, the betel nut always asks, do not see what his future father-in-law is drinking? thought Abi.

Salma smiled at the behavior of the two young men who knew the other was the princess' lover and the other was a friend of her daughter's lover, "No papa Bi," he said, then answered Lasa's question, "long time to wait for the letters to come out. For example, SKCK letter from the police takes 30 minutes so new and it needs to be underlined, if on that day many make it take a long time, as well as health letters from the hospital, so do health letters from the hospital, this statement, that and many more. By the way, why is son Lasa so interested in this?" this time it was Salma who was curious.

Of course the question from aunt Salma made Lasa speechless, as usual her face was flat. Confused, should he tell a story or not? Is telling aunt Salma the right solution? questions flew in his mind however, it seemed he had no intention of asking that question.

"There is nothing bund," neither Lasa nor Abi replied however, Inara. Abi and Lasa looked in wonder at Inara, why lie? that was the meaning of their eyes. And Inara blinked her eyes, as if to say 'later I tell you' then, she glanced at the wall clock telling her that they should go home soon. Because if Lasa and Abi continue to tell stories they can go home the night they both. Inara is sure that her mother who likes to tell stories will serve both. And how the plan of those who want to find the origin of the baby, will fail, right? Inara did not want that to happen, even more so when he imagined the basket was taken by scavengers or thrown into the garbage disposal. Could not have a chance they know the origin of the baby they found.

Without them noticing, Salma noticed the movements of the three. He shook his head, smiled and rolled his eyes. This young lady sitting with him was indeed something. Although he was curious but he was sure later Inara would have told him everything.

Abi pulled the mug and laid down the tea in the mug, as did Lasa who had already finished the tea in her mug. And at this moment he crossed his arms in the chest.as usual his face was flat. It looks like Salma and Inara are chatting, but the chat is not too responded to by Abi and Lasa because it seems like it is indeed a special chat for Inara.

After they finished saying goodbye, "Tante, we say goodbye, forgive us who met do not remember the time," Abi said, then bowed to reach Salma's hand, then kissed the hand of the prospective in-laws. And followed by Lasa who this time was more sensitive to the situation.

"Yes no papa son, aunt even very happy you visit," said the woman who may be almost forty years old.

"Good aunt we go first, Assalamualaikum,"

"Wa'alaykummussalam,"

"Here Sa, around here!" Abi pointed to the area where they found the baby. Lasa stopped her car, then drove it on the side of a quiet road, even though it was still late in the afternoon. After the car stopped, the two got out.

Lasa opened her sunglasses with her left hand and then her right hand ruffled her waist. He stared at the thin grass and the trees.

So did Abi, after opening his seatbelt. He got out of the car and stood beside Lasa.

"Where did you put the basket?" tanya Lasa narrowed eyelids move following the movement of the eyeball that glanced towards Abi.

"Gue was sure around here," Abi replied confidently however, the belief faded when he did not see the basket.

Lasa sighed, worried that the basket had been found by the scavenger or had been put in a garbage can by a street cleaner.

"okay we look first, hopefully still around here" he said and embraced by Abi. The two set foot, scattered in search of a basket, the only evidence to find out the origin of the baby.

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By the way : by the way.

FYI (For Your Information)

The Qur'an surah Ar - Rahman.

Anyway look for it in Surah it😂😂 a lot of verses it repeated.

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