TALAQ
Part 245 TALAQ
"Dad!" afriana exclaimed when she saw the dirty clothes of Chess sir.
"The hero father does not want to be left by a working father, so it makes dirty father's clothes," said Mr. Chess with anxiety.
Afwa and Afwi even laughed, because it was a little afternoon Mr. Chess immediately changed clothes again, then immediately paid to go to the office. The dining table this time was quite dirty because of the twins.
"Mbak Na, have you notified the prospective sisters who will work here?" ask again.
"Have finished, he will come in twelve noon, according to the schedule." explained mbak Inayah.
After breakfast I bathed Afwa and Afwi with help from mbak Inayah and Afriana. The twins love to shower because they love to play with water.
In accordance with the schedule of twelve o'clock in the afternoon the recommendation of the mother Inayah came, a thirty-year-old woman, she was beautiful and supple, because the Catur sir still did not come home, so I told him to wait a little. It was unexpected that Mr. Chess could not go home this afternoon because there was a sudden job and could not be left behind. By being forced to do my own interview with Inayah and my three children, I saw that her interaction with my children was quite good, too, especially interacting with the twins so I decided to take him to work at my place.
"Thank you mbak, may you feel at home working here, yes this is how our family is, and the work in our place is very much, too, if you do not understand can ask directly to myself or to others," I said at the end of the interview.
"I thank you very much buk, inshaallah me the way my duties are well, reprimand if I make a mistake." replied mbak Binti.
Binti is the name of my new sister this time, she is a young widow without children, she is more beautiful than my two sisters who used to be, according to the story from mbak Inayah she is good, well hopefully so.
"Binti's job is now enough to be my personal sister and my baby candidate, the rules are the same as other yabg, mbak Binti has a passport ?" my many.
"The passport?" ask Inayah and Binti simultaneously.
"Yes" I answered convincingly.
"Son, have, there are only documents that I submit to this mother," he replied as if in doubt.
"That means we're the same," I replied lightly.
"Who knows we can travel abroad, my brothers will be living abroad who knows who can get a ticket to go abroad," I explained outside my reasoning, I don't know why suddenly I want to travel abroad where Dwi and Tri mas live.
"Honestly, I'm afraid to get on a plane" Binti said.
"I even wanted to get on a plane" explained Inayah.
"Ashik lo mbak get on that plane, I'm just cool again," Afriana show off typical children's excitement.
"Then, Binti can go back home tomorrow don't forget the databg to the sink again, to start working" I said.
"Work here must be good Bint, I just feel at home, the people are all good, big salaries, bonuses continue to flow, the work is not so much," exhibition Inayah that makes Binti more confident.
"Thank you, ma'am Na, for offering me this job so I can get another job soon, without having to wait long" said Binti, haru.
"It just so happens that we have lunch first, let's go Binti, mbak Na," I ordered.
"Good ma'am," Binti immediately agreed without a refusal.
With a face that sparkles Binti joined lunch with us, this lunch event is very fun because it can have lunch with the children, he said, rarely during the working day gini can eat with children, because usually Afriana just returned to school in the afternoon. After finishing eating mbak Binti just say goodbye, during lunch earlier I warned Binti's movements carefully.
After Binti I and the children pray dhuhur then go to the nursery to accompany the children to take a nap, this afternoon I feel so sleepy that I lay my body in bed with my children to sleep first.
My sleep then this is really slumbering always, so I don't know when the two spouts my twins left me and Afriana, leaving me, yes once I opened my eyes what I see now is Afriana who was asleep with her dreams. I looked at the innocent face of Afriana, I remembered the story in a dream, as well as the explanation of Mr. Chess last night about the Ringgo mas who underwent treatment in RSJ solo central Java.
"Hopefully you can be a good boy, Nduk, forgive me for not being able to give you a full family, now you have to go far apart with your father." I murmured in my heart while gently caressing the still-sleeping head of Afriana with her dreams.
"I love mom, I love dad too." I heard Afriana was delirious "Afri, still dear mom and sister's father, bismillahirahmanirrahim." in his delirium Afriana was reciting the short letter verse, bismillahirahmanirrahim, yes, now Afriana is preparing to go to pobdik to become a hafidzah so that every day he always memorizes some short letters, in addition to my own guidance, Mr. Chess also brought a teacher who is difficult to hafidz, so that the days of Afriana busy with learning.