The Bujang Lapuk
Fadhil's wish

"What a handsome boy this is, Za. You guys are like having a blood bond. His face is almost similar to Fadhil," said Ms. Za when Alif finished shaving his hair. And the baby's head is now clean, there's not a single hair left. Za was getting anxious to see it.

"Maybe it's our soul mate, ma'am," said Za.

"Yes. Even if he's not your flesh and blood, take care of him like a real child. He's a trust for you, too."

Za smiled at her mother's words. "Yes, Mom."

Za did not expect that at the alif aqiqah event there would be many brothers who came. In addition to her mother and father, Bian, Alya and her family also came. All without preparation. Because he only knew the clerk from the caterer who came in the morning to prepare everything. And the afternoon of the event went as they wished.

Their decision to raise a child was certainly surprising. While happy. Za knew there would be many questions about her cause and Fadhil took the foster child. Barren rumors will surely circulate. But Za doesn't care about that. Because Fadhil who always strengthens him when he wants to fall down with the conditions he experienced. Especially now there is Alif who became the dye of their lives.

While there are questions about the baby's origin, Za says they took it from the hospital. In accordance with his agreement with Fadhil. Yeah, everybody's just gonna know they took Alif from the hospital. There is someone who still has to be guarded. Sarah's aunt experiences a mental shock after learning her daughter gave birth to a baby without a marriage bond. Even until the show was over, he never came. Zara, her first child, told Fadhil that her mother locked herself in her room and would not talk to her. So that the plan to come at Alif's aqiqahan event failed.

"Mom so heavy want to go home," said Ms Rahma while holding baby Alif.

"Just stay here, Mom. Same mom I've never been touched."

"Tomorrow your father's coming to work."

That's always the reason Za heard. But he knew his father could only not sleep if not at home by himself. So never want to stay. Moreover, their homes are still in one city. Even at night they will go home.

Despite her heavy heart, Rahma handed Alif to Za's lap. "Frequently go home, Za. I'm gonna miss Al."

"Yes, Mom. Once a week Za must have come home," said Za saw the face of her mother who looked sad to leave Alif.

Za drove her mother to the front of the house. He met his father who was talking to Fadhil.

"Will you go home?" asked Za's father to see Ms Rahma out carrying her bag as well as a large bag containing food boxes. Fadhil ordered too many menus so there was plenty left. Some have been brought by brothers who first came home.

"Actually not yet. But it's night. Tomorrow I'll work" said Za's mother.

The middle-aged man moved out of his chair. In addition to the time it was already night, the child and his son-in-law would definitely need a break after being busy with the event this afternoon.

"Be careful, Dad!" za shouted when his father's motorbike turned off.

Za looked at her parents who were getting away and out of the fence. If it wasn't for the coercion of her parents, she wouldn't have gotten a husband as good as Fadhil. Living in a big house with all the facilities so no longer need to think about how to bother looking for money.

"Mas wants to buy Dad a car" said Fadhil suddenly.

"Huh?! What did I say just now?" asked Za surprised.

"Mas wants to buy a car for Dad and Mom. Let them not overheat or rain anymore when going on a motorcycle," explained Fadhil.

"Mas. That's excessive. Dad used to ride a motorcycle" said Za forbid. Fadhil's been too good to her. She felt bad if her husband had to spend a lot of money for both parents.

"Nothing's too much for the old man, Za. Dad's getting older, his balance is definitely going to diminish. You're more willing to see Dad and Mom hot on the road or have to bother wearing a raincoat?"

Fadhil took a long breath. Hearing Za's words that actually made him a little upset.

"Must say again, if Mas's money is your money too? Mas intends to buy a car for Dad as a thank you, for giving his daughter to Mas."

Za doesn't know what Fadhil saw from her. Her face was beautiful, but many women were more beautiful than her. Her ability to do the role of a housewife was mediocre. He's not even good at cooking. Giving children to Fadhil also feels impossible. Za doesn't feel special.

"It's up to you" said Za then he brought Alif back into the house.

Refusing Fadhil's wish, he had no more reason. Besides feeling bad. He did not want to burden Fadhil too much.

"Kok whatever. Ask for your support."

"Yes. I will support. What number did Mr Fadhil choose?'

Fadhil shook his head to hear Za's joke. He followed Za who went up to the room to put Alif who was asleep. Although the room next door had been converted into Alif's room, Za still brought the baby into her room. Not be the reason.

"Not put to sleep in the next room?" ask Fadhil.

"Later. If we're going to sleep" said Za. "Don't eat first?" Za reminds Fadhil because he only sees Fadhil busy welcoming their guests.

"A company, yes,"

Za got back out of bed. Sometimes Fadhil still shows its potent nature. Although very rare. As much as any age, the spoiled nature is still inherent in the youngest child of the family.

Za picked up the food that was deliberately left at the dinner table for their dinner. A little rice at Fadhil's request.

"Mas tell me you want to buy a car?" ask Za while waiting for Fadhil to eat.

"Yes not it. Parents if they want to buy something for their children must refuse on the grounds of moaning."

"Yes it is. Moreover, his style father always fits the contents of the wallet," said Za while taking goat satay.

"Eat him our duty pleases them. Let them enjoy their old age. If I could just want you to retire early."

"Where you might want to, Mom. I have nothing to do but go to the office" Za replied.

"Mas!" call Za then.

"Hmm?" Fadhil said with a throb because his mouth was full of food.

"Thank you, I've been thinking about Mom and Dad too" Za said.

"Kok thank you, I'm the same old man Mas's parents too."

Za no longer knew what to say but to hug her husband.