The Bujang Lapuk
Debates

Za feels very appropriate if he finally has his own vehicle and can take Alif in the middle of his enlarged womb. Maybe it is true, as clever as hiding the lies will certainly be exposed. I don't know when Alex met Alif. Why are their names almost the same when they are spoken. Za clucked in his own annoyance.

"Mama why?" alif sat Za hit the steering wheel.

"No. No reason," said Za accompanied by a thin smile. He also refocused on driving. Allowing Alif to get busy with her new toys. It could be the toys in the house that so many it is not all Fadhil who buy.

"Al, since when has Al seen you so often?" ask Za because Alif wouldn't be able to lie.

"Since….Al forgot, Ma."

Za breathed a rough breath. The answer to forgetting may be because it is too often or has been for a long time. And the memory of the 4-year-old is of course limited.

Za took off Alif's seat belt. The boy came down and ran inside while playing the toy plane.

"Well, another new toy?"

Hanna heard Aunt Sarah's voice and it made her fret.

"Yes, Oma. Buy Dad."

Za was a little relieved when Aunt Sarah just rounded her lips. I didn't ask for more details about who Dad was.

He follows Al who enters his playroom to save his new toy.

"Wish you knew which toys Dad bought?" ask Za.

Alif pointed to some toys that are even outdated. The boy was able to clearly remember which toys his father bought and which ones his father bought. Including motor trail battery that a month ago became a birthday gift turned out to be a gift from Alex. From the toys mentioned by Alif, Za could not guess for sure, but he thought that their meeting routine had been going on for a long time. And all this time Fadhil never mentioned it. Maybe he was too ignorant, or Fadhil was too neat to keep it.

Before long, the sound of Fadhil's car stopped in front of the house. Za who was changing clothes Alif deliberately let Fadhil with all his activities after entering the house.

As usual, after Alif cleaned after school, Aunt Sarah will make milk and take Alif to take a nap. The boy returned to his playroom.

Za went into his room to break down. Napping is indeed a thing that can not be left even if only one hour. He ignored Fadhil who was changing his clothes.

"Za!"

Za deliberately put her ear to death. Because still disappointed with Fadhil who lied to him all this time.

"I'm disappointed in you" said Za annoyed.

"Al also has the right to know who his father is. Though he'll only know if Alex is his biological father later. After he's grown up."

"I'm not ready to lose Al" Za replied cynically.

Fadhil's breath was heard. "Alex won't take Alif from us. Didn't he tell you?"

"Not for now. But tomorrow, tomorrow again? We don't know what's on his mind? Who can guarantee? Or are you planning on handing Al over to him? Because soon you'll have your own child?"

"Astaghfirullah's. I never thought that."

"Then what is it that underlies you to bring them together secretly behind my back?" cecars Za.

"It's just a matter of time, Za. I'm gonna tell you."

"After a few years?"

Fadhil. Realizing the mistake he deliberately made. Although Za's accusations are not true. But fire should not be exposed to fire. There will be a time when Za understands what he is doing. He knew Za wasn't a person who could really bear it.

"I don't want Alex to come to this house and Aunt Sarah knows who she is" Za said.

"Does that mean you've allowed Al to meet his father?"

"You have done it already" Za answered and laid himself on the bed.

"Alex may have made a big mistake, but his regret is much greater" Fadhil said as he approached Za.

"Where do you know? You never knew him. He could have twisted the word put on a compassionate face to make you feel sorry for him."

"Of course I know how sincere men are or just pretend."

"Yes, yeah. You know everything the most. Just do what you think is right" concluded Za.