ZULFA FORTITUDE
Dinner

Somewhat confused also when Herman say goodbye without Zulfa. Wasn't Zulfa his wife. The question swirled in Hasan's head.

"Zulfa, why don't you be with Herman." he asked without hesitation and without thinking.

Spontaneous made Zulfa speechless, not knowing what to answer. There's no way she's gonna answer, it's a painful thing. What he should keep in his heart.

Fortunately, Hasan quickly realized his mistake.

"I'm sorry."

Zulfa remained silent. Even seem to want to cry. Makes Hasan unwell.

"What exactly is it. Don't tell me you're separated" Hasan said, reassuring his own words.

"Father and mother have been separated, since my father came home to bring his new baby in our house" Irwan replied regretfully.

"Excand!!''

Divorce in the household was a disgrace to Zulfa. But even maintaining it hurts. Moreover, children are not supportive when they have to be together. But to say that in public, it felt shameful.

Despite being left alone, earning her own livelihood, raising her own children, she can be strong, tough and steadfast.

But for one roof with honey, it's hard to accept, let alone do it. He chose to separate.

Although it is undeniable that sometimes present, beautiful memories that have occurred between them.

"I'm sorry, Mother." looked down sad. Actually Irwan is very happy to have mother Zulfa. Sincere, loyal, loving, and patient. Seeing him betrayed, it was not acceptable. Although Zulfa can be patient about that. Not with him, he can't.

Hasan felt bad about both. Due to his silly question, Zulfa and Irwan get into a fight.

"Sorry .. sorry. Because I you guys got into a fight."

"No, Hasan. That's the truth. But I don't want that to be a public conversation."

"I understand."

Zulfa, you're still like old times, fragile and shy. Even though you are patient in facing the trials that have befallen you.

For a moment they were silent, until Tia ran small towards them.

"Mother, Tia laper." Tia sulked in Zulfa's lap, after being content to play the fountain in the courtyard of the mosque.

They got up together, left the place.

"Zulfa, Irwan, I'll buy you guys some food. Think of it as a celebration of meeting old friends and an apology for my subordinates' behavior towards you, as well as for everything else. That's Zulfa ...."

"There's you, Hasan. Alright."

Together they headed for the parking lot.entered their respective cars.

"Where, Sir?"

"Follow me." Hasan answered by poking his head at the window of the car, before taking him out into the streets, which had already begun beautifully with the city lights.

Not ten minutes away, Hasan had stopped his car in front of a pretty arstistic restaurant.

Together, they entered the place. Hasan chose the lesehan place in the middle of the pool. To be comfortable and able to entertain all, including Zulfa and Tia. By hearing the gurgling of water and seeing it, sometimes it will make people calm down.

"Come ...."

"Now, what do you guys order?" while writing something on a paper, after opening the menu book.

"Mother, I'm iced oranges." Tia down.

"Yes, the side dish?"

"Fried chicken."

"Okay, you write."

As always, the kids can't keep quiet. I saw a lot of fish in the water. Just go straight to the place and play around there.

Let it be fun, still a kid. Zulfa only watched him from afar.

Irwan seemed to have his eyes closed, resisting sleepiness.

"Bun, I'm going to the back first." he said. Without waiting for an answer, Irwan rose to leave Zulfa with Hasan.

Zulfa's attention was on Mutia, not paying much attention to Hasan who kept looking at her with a smile.

I can't believe we're seeing you again. You're still the way you used to be, even though Herman once had you. And you are hurt, because of love.

Hermann .... Hermann. Why did you waste him. Don't blame me for wanting to have what you've lost.

His imagination drifted, until the waitress came to approach the menu they ordered.

"Thank you ..." said Zulfa.

"Either. Enjoy Mr. Mother."what a waitress it was before it passed.

"Hi, why are you daydreaming?"

"Your wife?"

"No. She's my daughter."

"How much is your son?"

"One" he answered while enjoying a warm orange drink he ordered. His face was sad.

"He was mine one by one, ever since his mother died giving birth to him ..." he stopped the story, his hands busy stirring the warm oranges that were in front of him.

"I'm sorry. I don't mean to stir up old memories. May God give you space in his next life."

"Aamaii. Thank you." Thank you."

"Why not get married again?"

"Of course, I can't forget it completely."

"Who is he with, if you stay on duty."

"In the orphanage."

"Didn't he feel like you were ignoring him, you were living in an orphanage."

"Sama brother. Tia must know my daughter. If I go there, always be teased brother. Tia was taught too."

"I don't see how your brother is dealing." Zulfa smiled and drank his drink.

"Seru splash anyway. I know you sometime."

"Even I've been called the head of his kindergarten. Because of what ...."

"What?" Zulfa thoroughly enjoyed Hasan's story, while watching Mutia and Irwan come along. To be able to have dinner together.

"Often invite his friends to play the drum band without permission and supervision. Until collected 3 drums perforated."

Zulfa could not imagine, finally laughing.

"There's just your daughter."

"That's small. Now it is SMP. I just put it in. Poor brother."

"Followly, make me hungrier with your daughter."

"Yes already. We eat. I've also laper nich."

"Tia, here. The fried chicken has arrived."

"Awhile.' answered. He sprinkled water on the fish that came before fulfilling Zulfa's call.

Once satisfied, he ran cheerfully to Zulfa and Hasan's place and sat right in front of a plate containing his favorite rice and fried chicken.

"Wash your hands first. And use soap."

"Well, Bun." he answered, then rose to the sink a few steps from his place. Zulfa was behind him.

Shortly afterwards Hasan followed him to the same place.

"I am waiting for you, Miss Zulfa." said Hasan when he found Zulfa linger in washing his hands. It seems to be daydreaming.

"You're Hasan." Zulfa immediately finished washing his hands and returned to his place. Hasan followed in haste.

From far away, Irwan came. He immediately washed his hands and followed them enjoying the dish.

Arriving at his place, looks Tia spelled ....

Not eating.

"Mother ...."

Zulfa immediately took the rice and some chicken to feed to Tia.

"Only once, eat this yourself."

Smile sweetly in response. And take that bribe with pleasure. Then eat by yourself by hand.

Not Mutia not Irwan, the same behavior. Don't know if this is a public place.

"Thank ...."

"No offense if you don't start it."

"Hemmmm ...."

But Zulfa did it too. He also bribes his son who has been pantes if in the pelaminan.

Hasan who witnessed it was made envious. Suppose ...