Currently, Hajar is cleaning around the yard with her little son Yakub who seems to be playing around his mother. Because today is Sunday, Hajar is accustomed to cleaning the house once a week because she will be busy working from Monday to Saturday.
"Mama....., does Yakub have Papa?" asked the little boy who paused for a moment playing with toy cars.
"Of course I want Yakub to have Papa," said Hajar honestly.
"Then where is Papa Yakub, Ma...?" asked Yakub again.
This time Hajar was confused about what to answer because Hajar had indeed found Jacob at the front door of the house, to be more precise, there was someone who had the heart to throw this small and handsome baby at her doorstep.
Hajar couldn't bear to abandon the sweet baby and finally adopted Yakub to be her son, even though many neighbors thought she had a child out of wedlock Hajar didn't care about it even though if she wanted she could show evidence that Hajar had adopted Yakub and until now even Hajar had never had further physical contact with any man.
Hajar is too busy working for the happiness of her child and herself because the family that adopted Hajar died during the earthquake 15 years ago. Praise be to Allah Hajar managed to survive even though she had to endure deep sadness at the loss of her entire new family.
Hajar was also aware that in the past, she was just an adopted child, lucky that they loved Hajar so much, not for a long time, they had returned to the side of Allah who loved them more.
"Mama...., is Yakub naughty that makes Mama sad?" asked Yakub, holding his mother's cheek, which had tears flowing for some time.
"Yakub isn't naughty, son, Mama just got dusted so she just squinted and her eyes were watering," said Hajar who was also confused as to why she was crying all of a sudden in front of her son.
"Hufppp.... are you better yet ma..?" said Yakub who was trying to blow his mother's eyes so that Hajar wouldn't have to cry anymore because of the dust.
Instead of the wind going forward, Yakub blew it upwards so that the little boy's hair was lifted. Hajar was very excited and amazed at her son who has a high sense of empathy.
At least with all of Jacob's funny behavior, Hajar could forget her trauma when she lost her adoptive family. Yakub was enough to make his heart calm and peaceful without having to be afraid anymore.
"How come mother's eyes are watering again....., Jakub can't heal Mama's dusty eyes, let's go to the doctor, Mama.....," said Yakub worriedly.
"Mama is the fine son..., we don't need to go to the doctor," said Hajar while hugging her son's stocky body.
"Thank God, if that's the case Yesterday, Yakub's friends in Kindergarten were accompanied by their Papa and Mama. When will Papa and Mama take Yakub like them?" asked Yakub curiously.
Hajar quickly let go of her arms and tried to give understand the circle that Papa Yakub is currently busy at work.
"Yakub's father will come and deliver Yakub later when Yakub becomes a smart boy. Therefore, Yakub must study hard so that he can meet Papa as soon as possible," said Hajar who was forced to lie.
Currently, Hajar is more comfortable being single because she is bound to someone who is not the right person, and she will regret it for the rest of her life.
"Who is the Papa of Yakub? Is it true that Andy said yesterday that Hajar is an unmarried woman but has one son? Then who is the biological father of the child?" said Ilyas who was still watching Hajar from a distance.
Currently, Ilyas is wearing casual clothes because he doesn't want to look flashy and suspicious which makes Hajar feel strange and it will be difficult to keep an eye on Hajar later.
"Cleaning is done, let's go in and take a shower, we'll have breakfast after mommy finishes cooking," said Hajar.
"Yey...yey.... done....., Mama Yakub wants fried chicken for breakfast," said Yakub cheerfully.
"Sorry, son, but it looks like the chicken stock in our refrigerator is running out and the chicken baker is not passing today because it's Sunday." say the beat honestly.
"Well, it's not fried chicken," said Yakub glumly.
"There are still prawns and squid..., will Mama fry later, do you want it?" asked Hajar.
Yakub just nodded his head in agreement, but still what he wanted the most was his favorite fried chicken.
"Too bad that kid, should I pretend to be his new neighbor and greet them by giving fried chicken to the fat kid? That seems like a good idea that could bring me closer to them," said Ilyas to himself.
Of course, Ilyas is not just bullshit, he has even bought a simple empty house right next to Hajar's house. And of course, all that is left to do by Ilyas by asking Andy to take care of everything quickly.
Not only that, but even Ilyas also asked Andy to accompany him to survey his new house by buying some items that would be placed in the simple house that was still empty.
"How is it sir, is this house not too small?" Andy said that it was possible that his boss would change his mind after the direct survey.
"No this is good, immediately put it down and arrange everything inside," said Ilyas.
Obediently Andy immediately ordered several people to arrange the Taunya's things and they had to do it carefully otherwise their salaries would be cut.
"Where's my fried chicken?" said Ilyas.
Previously, Ilyas had asked to order two large portions of basket chicken, of course, one for him and the other one would be given by Ilyas directly to the little boy who was Anak Hajar. They do happen to both like fried chicken.
"It's in Taun's car, I'll get it in a minute," said Andy who then immediately gave a message from the year after getting it.
"Thanks, you keep this one pack in my car. I'll be leaving for a while," said Ilyas while walking toward Hajar's room.
"Yes sir," said Andy who was a little confused. The old man should be able to eat in the car but why did he go to his new neighbor's house? Maybe they were old friends Andy thought.
Knock, knock, knock... (Knocking sound)
"Asalamuaikum..." said Ilyas, knocking on the door earlier but there was no sign that the owner of the house would open it yet.
"Waalaikumussalam...., Mama..., there is a guest..." said Yakub after opening the door for Ilyas.
"Yes, I want to tell you to come in and wait a moment," said Hajar, who had just finished taking a shower, and of course, she had put on a negligee and a towel on her head.
"Please come in and sit in Uncle's chair," said Yakub kindly.