Love From Mas Duda
The Bright Morning

Later that night, Bian gave Wafa news that he was going to fly to China that night.

- Bian's.

Getting a message notification, Wafa immediately grabbed his phone which he placed on the pillow. "Who sent this message this late?" muttered. "Eh, Mr Bian?"

- reply Wafa.

Wafa of course wants to take care of Grietta. Being with the little girl made Wafa's mood calm.

- reply Wafa.

- Bian's.

There was no reply from Wafa because the girl was really not okay. Bian who was busy with his affairs also did not pay much attention to whether Wafa replied to his message or not. Most importantly for him Wafa had already agreed to take care of his daughter for a while.

***

In the morning, when breakfast the atmosphere is not so warm. Wafa chose to be quiet and focused with his breakfast. Kyai, who had just returned from boarding school with Ustadz Zamil, was sitting in the living room skipping breakfast with the women at home.

"Mbak Sari, I want her omelet, dong!" exciting Zira.

"The beard, mbak Sari. I want to too, please get me, ya—" said Dian.

Despite taking what his two cousins sister wanted, Sari's attention remained on Wafa who was then seen enjoying his breakfast. Sari did not see any sadness in her sister.

"Wafa, don't you want this? I was stir-fried chickpeas mixed with meatballs" Zira spread the vegetables she cooked.

Without answering, Wafa took it as necessary and devoured it. Sari became unwell, hence, her sister and father clashed.

"Wafa, do you want some tea? I'll make you some tea if you want" Sari offered.

Wafa shook his head. "I've made milk. Later if I go home for lunch, just make tea for me." he replied.

The deg!

Hearing that answer, made Sari slightly offended, thinking her sister was being angry at her. He went into the kitchen and shed tears. Sari was also pregnant, so whatever it was, it would be carried away in her mood. While Wafa also does not know for sure Sari is really pregnant or not.

"Heh, you know what, anyway? If Mama Sari is pregnant?" whispered Dian.

"Are you really pregnant, huh?" ask Wafa.

"Astaghfirullah hal'adzim, Wafa. You are—ya Allah, it could be, yes ..." said Zira.

Wafa paused, then pondered for a moment. "Here you go, I'll give him a gift as congratulations. This morning I have to go to Grietta's school, I leave first ... Assalamu'alaikum,"

"Wa'alaikumsallam warahmatullahi wabarokatuh,"

Wafa raised his thumb. When passing through the middle room, Wafa became hesitant about saying goodbye to his father. But he couldn't possibly be unselfish, it would only aggravate the atmosphere if Wafa didn't soften.

"Abi, I'm saying goodbye," Wafa grabbed kyai's hand. "I came home a little slow today. There are activities on campus, assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarokatuh." he added.

He said goodbye to his father, but when he was with Ustadz Zamil, he just nodded and said his greetings. Then just leave. Only then did Pak Kyai answer Wafa's greetings when his daughter was out the door of the house.

"Abi, is it good if Abi and Wafa continue to fight like this? I don't want to interfere, but this kind of situation makes us, others uncomfortable" Ustadz Zamil said.

Mr. Kyai did not reply, he stared at Wafa's departure.

"Abi—" continued Ustadz Zamil.

That short breath sounded heavy. "Abi just wanted to know, why Wafa changed since close to Mr. Bian," he explained.

"Not Abi wants to ban Wafa from contact with anyone. Abi just wanted to know, their relationship has reached what stage. Fearfully, they have a serious relationship, and Abi does not know it" Kyai said.

"Don't want to make Mr. Bian feel unburdened because their relationship is also hindered by belief, I don't want to see Abi's daughter hurt her heart" he said.

What Mr. Kyai is worried about is true. But the way Mr. Kyai addressed the situation was a little wrong because previously there had been a dispute between the two. Wafa had also been injured because of his father's unfair treatment of him. So what the two fuss about, will definitely reap misunderstanding.

An equally harsh nature makes the two unable to control each other's emotions. But Ustadz Zamil attempted to mediate between them.

"Abi, if indeed guava has a serious relationship with Mr. Bian, I think there is no harm" said Ustadz Zamil gently.

"We can see, even though Wafa is no longer in the spirit of college, but I see that this Wafa is indeed hardworking in order to glorify his foster children, Abi,"

"By working with Pak Bian's company, I think Wafa's passion is in the business field. If it's like that, why don't we just support the potential that Wafa has?"

"As for Wafa's feelings towards Mr. Bian, let it be his business, Abi. We trust everything in Wafa. Abi didn't want to either, did she keep arguing with him?"

Mr. Kyai pondered the speech of Ustadz Zamil. There are some proposals that have been well received by Mr. Kyai, there are also those that have not been accepted by him about the relationship between Mr. Bian and also Wafa if it is really in a serious stage. It is not a matter of Bian being a widower with one child, but rather because of different beliefs.

Their conversation came to a halt when Dian came to bring tea and snacks. Dian told mr. Kyai if Wafa breakfast as usual, a lot and looks to enjoy the food.

"Did he eat that much?" ask mr. kyai.

"True uncle Kyai!" exciting Dian. "Even Wafa looks very calm and cheerful. Does pan Kyai know, What's the reason Wafa's the atmosphere is good this morning?" continued.

"What's that?" ask mr. kyai.

"It's all because of Mr. Bian's son. Wafa said he was going to school for his son Pak Bian this morning. Then, just take care of his affairs in the convection and foundation," said Dian.

"That's it, huh?" Mr. Kyai nodded his head.

Right now Mr. Kyai knows what makes his daughter happy. Name—little girl named Grietta. The little girl, was able to make the mood of Wafa become good again, but last night Wafa just argued with him

Is Wafa going to bring Grietta home?