The Father Boy
ALA50S. Pouring from heart to heart
"What risk? Which act of Sekar?" Samia is getting serious about Ceysa's story.
"That night, Sekar whined to know the name of the night club. Besides because in our province it is not legal and does not exist, he said because he wanted to know too. My feeling was bad, because I was full of preparation. Overseas, of course free to look. But, he there feels strange even forbidden if hooded into the night club. There we are a minority, there are even some of them who look at the ilfeel if they see Muslims around them. In particular, in the neighborhoods we live in, we are a minority. He was willing to take off the hood, to get in there. I wear. Hoodie, that jacket I have. So, my hair stays safely covered I need the jacket." Ceysa sighed, trying to breathe in even more.
"A hijab open?" Samia was so distrustful of the tale of the young man.
Ceysa nodded. "For God's sake, what I'm saying is not a lie. I'll get the right thing, if I tell a lie." Ceysa raised her hand.
Samia pulls Ceysa's hand. "Sorry, Deck. Not that I don't trust Adek, but I'm surprised to hear Sekar took off his hijab." Samia clasped Ceysa's hand.
"But that's the truth, ma'am. He wasn't wearing an open shirt, but he took off his hood there." Ceysa is not expected to make up.
Samia nodded. "What's next, Deck?" tanyanya.
"We ordered drinks, talked and laughed together. A few minutes later, I wanted to go to the bathroom. To be honest, Mom. I'm afraid he's stray, or pulled a striped male nose. I followed Sekar, intending to accompany him to the club bathroom. Unfortunately, Sekar did not really go to the room. He stopped at the drinks ordering table, and he kept ordering some drinks in a glass. Cake kind of mix, so it doesn't taste so bitter. As long as I do, Mom. I was more in disbelief, when Sekar took something from his bag and quickly gave something to the drink in the glass. I kept mastiin, which glass he loved. Turns out, he's pretty smart. He gave the sign in the glass that had the medicine, by putting a small spoon in it. Until finally, get to our table again. I kept quiet and pretended not to know about the glass. Apparently, the glass was pointed at Hadi. Without suspicion, Hadi immediately drank. I don't think the drug was poison to kill Hadi. Because I understand that in the eyes of Sekar there is ambition. I thought again, that it was a sleeping pill. It turns out I was wrong, Mom. After the Chandra bang was so drunk, Hadi and Sekar also, I booked a room and intended to take Hadi with us because our hotel room was one corridor. While Sekar and bang Chandra, they are in the lower corridor and escorted by club officers in wheelchairs. Arriving at Hadi's hotel room, I helped Hadi to move to the bed, but he was even drunk. I don't know, either, that the drug is a stimulant. The victim of Hadi, actually is not Sekar. Thank God, your son survived and was not desecrated by anyone that night. Because of the actions of the Mother's child, I had to give birth by cesarean during the fasting month yesterday." Ceysa flicked her clothes, until she saw a scar on her stomach.
Samia could not digest everything as a whole, she blinked a few times and looked at the scar. He did not believe, that Ceysa who became a victim of Hadi from the drug Sekar mixed in the spooned glass.
"I conceived and gave birth without a husband, Mom. At that age I was so young, seventeen. I'm afraid of old people, Mom. I was also worried that Hadi could not believe it, because he was in a state of heavy drunkenness and the influence of drugs. What can I do? Nothing, Mom. I am afraid to step up to bring this truth." Ceysa sobbed, she recalled her agony that was afraid of her own thinking. She was forced to be strong by circumstances, and she was forced to give birth to a little angel of sin at such a young age.
"Oh my God, son." Samia hugged Ceysa tightly. He did not expect, if the actions of his son harmed others.
"Our son is a boy, Mom. He was exiled from this society, because My parents loved Me and covered up My disgrace so closely. Our son has not yet forty days, nor have I finished the puerperium. Do'ain we're happy, ma'am. I want justice from the Mother's son's actions, sorry I snatched her father's son I'm not sorry." Ceysa cupped her palm and lowered her face.
"Oh God, Deck. No need to apologize, Dek. We are more deserving of apology, because I've made you this way." Samia lowered Ceysa's hand.
"I want peace, Mom. I want his father my son to take full responsibility for the life and growth of his son. Do'ain we're happy, ma'am. Do'ain Hadi who can provide material sufficiency, because he really can not provide us. We're too young to be parents, we're too young to be a household, so please pray that we can be a role model for our child, ma'am." Ceysa lowered her head and kissed Samia's hand.
"Yes, Deck. Yes, I apologize profusely. I'm sorry, I was prejudiced about Adek." Samia rubbed Ceysa's head and kissed the boy's head.
Their tears washed their faces, they forgave each other from the bottom of their hearts.
"Please very much, to block Sekar if he wants to disturb our happiness, ma'am. We do not think that this Sekar is a destroyer of our happiness. But let my son feel the affection of his biological father completely, let Me enjoy the affection of his father My son that I never felt in the days I conceived and gave birth without him. It was the hardest time for me, Mom. It was really hard for me to share with others, because I was a girl who was not married but gave birth to a child." Ceysa rubbed her tears, she could not reveal everything for everyone to understand her suffering.
"You deserve to be happy, Dek." Samia held both of Ceysa's arms and smiled broadly, with her tears still soaking her face.
"Thank you, Mom." Ceysa tried to hold back her tears as she pulled her lip line upwards.
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