(Tak) Bile Sepahit Bile
Section 16
"Master! The master! Wake up, you're not back in the mistress' room?" Cempaka woke Caesar who was asleep in his room. He didn't want Eva to get angry and take it all out on him.
The man complained, turning his back. Pulling the blanket over his entire body.
"Shut up, Mother. I'm still sleepy." Caesar's delirious.
"Mother?" Confused lines were clearly imprinted on the woman's face. Mom, does Caesar miss his mother? But didn't the mother visit him often.
"Master, it's me Cempaka. Wake up, madam will definitely get angry if you sleep here." Remembering this morning, the woman's red face was so scary.
Caesar frowned, but did not open his eyes.
****
In his dream.
He met a beautiful woman, gentle and loving. Wearing a clean white dress without stains. Caesar fell asleep on his lap, looking peaceful feeling a gentle touch on his head.
"You happy, my son?" asked the woman with her soft voice.
"I don't know, Mother. Ever since you left me, my heart has felt empty and silent. I can't see the beautiful colors of my life. Mom, tell me why did you choose to go and let your pain to win? I still need Mom very much." Caesar hugged the woman's leg.
The smile engraved on her natural red lips, was so soothing to anyone who saw.
"One day you'll know the truth. Most importantly, please yourself for now. Don't ever waste your life, baby."
Caesar opened his eyes, raised his head, and looked up at the owner of the melodious voice.
"How will I be happy? While my happiness goes with you, Mother" said the boy with a sad look.
The woman cupped her face with both hands, rubbing her soft cheeks. Pulling a pouty lip line.
"Go back as before. You're a cheerful, smiling, friendly and caring mother to others. You are not the real you now. Cold, indifferent, even smiley is very rarely seen on your lips. Back, baby. Find the real you" the woman slowly faded and lost.
****
However, the man's face began to turn agitated, his lips twitching, sweat pouring down his face. Cempaka was stunned, confused by the situation.
"Mother! Don't leave! Please don't go!" racau Caesar shook his head.
"Did he dream?" Cempaka's getting nervous, panicking. Should he call Yudi? Or Eva? "How's this? I'm confused."
Cempaka riled up, not knowing what to do. Caesar's body shivered like a cold person, his lips paled, constantly rummaging to call his mother.
"Master! You why? Awake, Master!" Cempaka cried, he placed the back of his hand on Caesar's forehead. "Hot. Is Mister sick?"
Hurriedly he put on his pajamas, and ran out. The house is dark, all its inhabitants have fallen asleep. He glanced at Eva's room, but there was nothing to see.
"Do I have to tell the madam? What if he's mad at me. Oh, it looks like everyone's asleep." Cempaka wiped his tears, remembering his late siblings when sick.
He ran to the kitchen, preparing warm water and a towel to compress Caesar. Due to the commotion, Yudi came over.
"Miss, what are you doing?" reprimanded when he saw Cempaka pour warm water on a place.
"Sir, Mr. fever. I'll compress it. Is there a personal doctor you can contact? You keep calling her mother. Can you call the big lady too?" pinta Cempaka was in a hurry, he did not even hear Yudi's reply rushing away towards his room.
Yudi sighed, something Eva could not do if Caesar was sick. He never looked as panicked as Cempaka, and would immediately order him to contact Caesar's personal physician.
"God! Did I not see wrong? Miss is so worried about you. If you know, Miss, that what you miss is not the great mistress, but the woman who gave birth to her ...." He muttered, then contacted Caesar's personal doctor.
"You're out of the area and will arrive home tomorrow morning? Sir doesn't want to be examined by a doctor other than you, Doctor. Is compressing the master not a problem?" cerocos Yudi after receiving news from the doctor.
He closed the connection, following Cempaka to his room to see Caesar's state. The man's heart was filled to see Cempaka's treatment of his master.
"The doctor will be here tomorrow morning. He said compressing the master is not a problem," he said.
Cempaka did not reply, continuing to look at the pale face of Caesar who had calmed down a little.
