
“And thy Lord has commanded that ye worship not but Him, and do good to the fathers. If either one of them or both are old in your care, then never say to them the words “ ah” and do not shout at them both, and speak to them both good words. And humble yourself to them both with affection and say, ‘Yes my Lord, love them both as they both educated me in childhood.”
Mother prayer is a very valuable gift for a child and is classified as the most mustajab prayer. Prayer is a powerful weapon for his children and loved ones.
The goddess sat down in front of the prayer hall. Ask forgiveness for the almighty. The journey of life is full of tears and endless anger. There is really no intention of complicating life just circumstances that make it that way.
The hope is only one, given his children more happiness. There is no need to be material happiness but rather the inner or psychological happiness of his children.
The voice of the morning adhan reverberated, making him have to start his duty as a Muslim. White mukena lacy also accompanied his worship. Facing the khalik perfecting his worship as a Muslim. Two rakaat he performed for Sunnah prayers in further with dawn prayers.
After the dawn prayer, the Goddess folded her face. Open the device to find out important information. Who knows there are news from the group he joined on WhatsApp.
His jaw trembled, the Goddess raised it.
"Assalamualaikum Jeng Dewi," a soft voice greeted through the air passage.
"Waalaikumsalam, Jeng Arumi, tumben early in the morning called him?"
"I just got word that Savira's son was kidnapped is that true? o Allah I remember the time Dira used to be, Jeng. Rian to the point when he found out Dira was kidnapped,"
"Alhamdulillah, not until two days Vira can be saved jeng. The kidnapper was our business rival," Dewi was forced to lie because there was no way she could carelessly tell anyone else. Other guy? he used to be familiar with Arumi when they would be besananan.
But since Rian was reported to be married to Delia, they are no longer too close. Even though he was still greeting when he met. Still there keep the distance, especially since Shahab went bankrupt, there is Yasmin who always participated in every activity Arumi.
"If only jeng, Dira and Rian get married. Maybe Rian's fate wouldn't be like this. Got a wife who's a spoiled child, can't do anything. Until he died, it still imposes life on Rian.
Now he must have a son without a wife. Jeng Yasmin wants to take care of Dean but Rian refuses,"
The goddess smiled. He was even grateful that Dira was not the same as Rian. Because I have another child from another woman. What if he forced Dira to stay with Rian. And finally Dira also has a nyinyir in-law like Arumi.
"Actually my goal was to call this morning to re-connect our cord. Yes, although it's not the same Dira, but we can connect Rian with Savira. I know the seedlings bebet weight of the family jeng Dewi better than the deceased...."
"Jeng, everything that happens in our lives already has a line of hands. We humans can plan, but God determines. If for example Rian is the same Dira but it turns out to have a past that must be accounted for.
Poor of my son, he just had to bear the burden. Take what happened, jeng.
And as for Savira, I think she's still a long way to go to think about a life partner. He's too young. Let the children choose their own way of life. We as parents can only monitor, if the wrong path we redirect," Dewi felt no response from Arumi. Shortly after that, he hung up his phone line.
The goddess moved from the room to the middle room. While opening his laptop read the incoming work file. She usually goes straight down to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for her children. But he saw that Uti was already busy preparing what to do.
"It seems that Inah did not galvanize her son for long. Within a few days the girl could instantly adjust her duties, "inner Goddess.
"Mother is awake" Uti said to her employer.
"Have you prayed?" The goddess asked Uti.
"Again no prayer, Bu. I couldn't sleep again at half-five. Finally here in the kitchen,"
"18 years old, Mom, sorry, Mother Goddess, would I like to make you a drink?"
"Make me coffee but without sugar, I wait in the workspace, oh yes I ask for half-cooked chicken eggs," Uti immediately responded to her employer's request. The goddess smiled at the workings of the young girl. Not long after he was in the workspace.
"Ma, breakfast first, yuk," Vira enters the study and finds her busy with her laptop.
"You go first, son. Today is not the first day you go back to campus. Eat a lot so you have the energy to catch up,"
Vira just silently looked at Dewi who was still busy with a laptop. It had been two days since Kayla's arrival, Mama Dewi did not say much anymore. Even if something is going to be discussed it is only as necessary. The woman goes to the room more or comes home from work at night.
"Ma, Vira's sorry about mom. What I did hurt my mom a lot. If you still want Vira to continue with brother Panji, I will follow. But mama don't be like this, Vira misses mama who is chatty and pussy,"
"Son," the Goddess directly approached her youngest child. Sprawling into a hug on Vira.
"I'm sorry, mama yes, son. Mama's been selfish all along with you. Just because of excessive fear makes this beautiful mama's child constrained.
Now my mother let you choose what to do. Mama won't keep you close to any man.
Sorry mama Vira, Pandawa did look for you several times when you were in SD.
Before Padma was discovered, my mother had indeed done a matchmaking competition with Danu, it was between you and your brother, Dira. Mama had promised Padma to help Danu's education, so that she could be on the back of accompanying the mama's children,"
Vira was actually a little surprised to hear the words of Mama Dewi. It was just that he chose to hide that expression. It was enough that he knew the real reason there was no need to wear angry scenes. Because it will waste energy.
"Vira doesn't know what to say, Ma. For sure it feels impossible I'm the same brother Danu. He must have died. Because Irul did it mercilessly. Maybe Vira is destined for the same Kak Panji, or it can be neither,"
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In the waiting room, Kayla and Wati had already sat down to visit Irul. After one week in the care of finally Irul was taken to custody for further processing. According to one police officer, Irul will be in prison for life. But it is still temporary, yet comes new evidence that is hindering or burdensome.
"You're coming, Kay. Papa had guessed that you wouldn't be far from me. Our blood between father and son is very thick, will not be separated by anything,"
"If our blood is thick, why would you do this to me, Pa. Why did you torture me until my son died. Why,Pa?"
"Because you don't want to abort the bastard. He'll just make you embarrassed, son. Moreover, your relationship with Jordy, papa will not be like ..."
"Yes, Pa. I'm also ashamed to have a papa like you. Murderer, loan shark, even papa sent men to rape his older sister Jordy, where papa's brain is!"
"And this is my first and last visit, Pa. I'm going away from this town to start a new life. A life where people don't know me as a life-long convicted son,"
Irul tries to arrest Kayla, asking for help to talk to their lawyer. Who knows, could ease the punishment. Kayla immediately brushed off Irul's hand. Hands that have hurt others and themselves several times.
"This hand of papa that makes Danu's brother has no brother, this hand of papa that makes my son die, papa also killed brother Dawa right? this hand is unforgivable, Pa,"