Me And My Genius Child
Regret !

the clock shows the number 3.

Risa immediately walked in the bath to clean herself.

five minutes passed, Risa opened the door of her room slowly seeing Abi still asleep.

"so sorry you want to be tired every day to help mother." murmured Risa while rubbing Abi's head slowly.

"mother" said Abi.

"Sorry mommy made you feel good." said Risa.

"yes mother is not papa." replied Abi while looking at the look of regretful face shown by her mother.

"it's 3 o'clock past 10 minutes Abi took a shower first ya." said Abi with a typical sound of waking up and then he went to the bathroom.

"The child" said Risa while shaking her head to see the son alone can act like an adult.

Risa went to the kitchen and spoke to the house mother, who said goodbye to selling her wares.

"Risa lives on sale, it's okay ma'am orphanage" said Risa.

"Yes, it's okay for Risa." replied the mother of the parlour.

"today I brought Abi to sell ma'am, he wanted to come along" said Risa explained so that the mother of the orphanage did not look for Abi later.

Abi walked up to the mother of the parlour and stretched out his goodbye hand.

"you don't walk away from your bundle, son." said Laila's mother (home mom) while brinning Abi.

"iya bu laila, Abi will not bother you." replied Abi in a friendly tone, she knew there was worry on the wrinkled face of Laila's mother to her.

"we left first, Miss Laila" Risa told Laila's mother.

"yes be careful." said Ms. Laila.

Risa and Abi walk to the park of Kindergarten Qur'an, when they arrive there are many children and mothers who are faithful waiting for their children to learn.

Risa opened the folding mat that she brought under a shady tree and neatly arranged the sale assisted by Abi.

"ayo-ayo quickly entered" said a ustazah calling the students who studied iqro to him.

they ran into Abi's class just looking at him from where he sat with his mother.

an Oustad approached Abi and Risa

"ayooo want to go in later again his snacks" said ustadz was kindly telling abi to come in.

"sorry pa ustad this my son Abi he does not school here." replied Risa politely.

"oh mother's child, why not put in school here ma'am, learning religion is important for a child" said the ustad.

"i know pa ustad, but for now the money from the sale I can only enter my child in public school, but for now, later if my savings are enough insha Allah I will enter my child to study religion here." explained Risa.

"oh sorry ma'am I didn't mean to offend you" said the ustad was friendly.

"What's your name, son?" say ustad to Abi.

"my name is Abhimanyu Alfarizi" Abi said in a typical 6-year-old voice.

"your name is very good, you want to learn with me?" said the ustad.

Abi was silent he did not dare to answer, afraid that if the answer he gave troubled his mother, he understood the limited cost that the mother had.

"you don't have to think about the money, you'll teach yourself if no other teacher wants to" he said.

abi's eyes that had been like withered flowers instantly sparkled happily.

"actually sir ustad, thank you sir ustad, Abi wants to learn with ustad" replied Abi.

"mom, from tomorrow Abi comes at 3 pm like other children, Abi will study in my class which is door number 3 from here" said Ustad while pointing towards the classroom door.

"There is no registration ma'am, because I myself made Abi as my student" explained the ustad.

"Let's come with me to take your uniform" said Mr. Ustad.

Abi glanced at his mother asking for approval.

Risa nodded in response.

10 minutes passed Abi was again escorted by the ustad who had brought him.

"remember Abi tomorrow at 3pm" he said as he gently stroked Abi's head.

Risa who witnessed it was moved she shed her tears because she saw the luck that approached the child.

"mother" said Abi approached her mother and handed her three new uniforms.

"thank you later if my money is enough I will pay the cost" said Risa glassy because happy.

"yes together, there is no need to pay I sincerely share the knowledge I have with others" said Mr. Ustad kindly.

"my name is ustazd Yusuf Ammar Abqari" said Mr. Ustad introduced himself to Risa.

"i am Clarisa Oktaviani sir ustad" said Risa.

"yes, if you'll excuse me, Miss Risa, I want to teach the children first" said Yusuf

"yes please pak ustazd." said Risa.

Abi approached and reached out to Joseph's father, and then Joseph's son, who understood Abi's intentions, immediately accepted Abi's hand and let Abi kiss the back of his hand.

after greeting the mother and son, Yusuf walked to the class to teach.

thirty minutes passed by the children scattered quarters of their respective classes.

some approached his mother asking to buy snacks and drinks, some bought themselves without the company of his parents.

When Risa was busy talking to one of the mothers of the Quranic Kindergarten students.

Abi walked over to a group of children who were waiting in line to buy ice cream.

slowly he entered and joined in line while distributing cakes and chips made by his mother.

"good, where did you buy it?" ask one of the girls who was given Abi cake and yam chips.

"it was there, my mother sold it" Abi replied

"i want to buy you guys along" the girl asked her 3 male friends.

"yes we want to" said three of his friends.

5 minutes later all those who had been waiting in line to buy ice cream were now actually clustered in front of Risa merchandise to buy cakes and chips.

not only children, mothers also queue because Abi also distributed for free to mothers who are cool to hang out with each other.

when Abi saw his mother was overwhelmed by the many buyers, he immediately intervened to help.

a pair of eyes belonging to ustad Yusuf saw from a distance Abi who helped the mother very deftly, he also pulled the corner of his lips into a smile.

A 43-year-old woman was sitting on the edge of the bed, with her pale face and swollen eyelids crying over her 8-year-old daughter never to return, he could only look at the photo of his son and daughter from a figura.

"where you go, son, I really want to see your smile again." mummy said to herself.

"mom regretted letting you go that night, if I hadn't obeyed what your father said then maybe now you're still next to my mom" said Ratih.

"after your departure my mother's life felt empty, this house feels lonely there is no joke of happy laughter that I often hear from you and Gio when gathered, there is no laughter, Gio is so angry at mom that he won't even go home unless she can take you back to our house,

Your father is just busy with his work he only pays a few people to look for you continuously but the results are always nil." said Ratih told a figura containing a photo of Risa who was playing with Gio.

"didn't you miss your mother, son, did you forget your mother?" said Ratih who had tears in his eyes.