15 Years Adrift

S2 episode 6: Balcony

The eyes of Vino and Nurul look at each other, they like to remember something very beautiful from the past.something they never forget in the form of memories that until anytime can never be separated from memory.

memories that only they can feel, without others know what the pain of separation looks like without starting a bond.

"father's bracelet is the same mother.."

El pointed at both of their hands.

Instantly the two of them regained their senses and instantly removed their hands from El's shirt.

"come here with auntie, let's go home dad..."

nurul said unconsciously with a cold hot head, he ran small towards the parking lot while holding El.

"hh. yes mother.." said Vino with a blush face.

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In the breeze of the night, Nurul did his job on the top balcony while listening to his favorite song from inside the laptop.The song is often sung

she was with Bian in the car.

Nurul sings as if she is duet with the artist who sings.

I'll do what you want...

I'll give you my whole life..

just don't you leave me..

I beg of you...

Then in sahuti Vino who is out of nowhere with a cup of coffee in his hand.

Know thyself.You are my heaven earth..

open your eyes you're all for me..

just don't you leave me..

please beg of you..

Nurul smiled thinly following Vino who took the chair then sat down next to her.

"Have you slept, sir?"

"mmm.." Vino nodded, he sipped

the coffee then offered to Nurul.

"don't like coffee." said Nurul.

"because bitter?" ask Vino.

"gastric acid..."

"hh.. You are now very concerned about health. Is it because your boyfriend is a doctor?"

"should there be a special reason for loving yourself?"

"no..

you still wearing that bracelet?"

"mm. This is Nur's favorite bracelet..

you still wear that?"

"mm. because this is from the person I love the most." Vino smiled slightly.

both of them felt awkward,

there are so many things they want to ask each other.

"m.sorry Nur didn't know about Auntie Zey..

because everyone in the house has nothing

talk about your news."

"it's okay." said Vino flat, his gaze looking pseudo towards the dark open sky.

"El. she did not have time to get acquainted with her mother. When she was 2 years old, she often asked about her mother. back then I was confused how to explain to her.

sometimes he stared sadly at another child who was in his mother's arms."

she said with glass eyes.

the sense of tightness tightly shackled Vino's inner self, he felt failed to give El the family a complete.

"he must be so happy now, having such a great father."

nurul. Vino smiled proudly as he got that compliment from Nurul.

The wind blowing hard scattered the leaves that were there.

hhhhhh........

jdddaar!!!

the balcony door was closed very hard due to the wind.

Instantly Nurul panicked and ran towards that door.

"god!! oh, my god, the door..?!"

"why?" Vino was astonished to see Nurul's panic.

"the door.." Nurul pushed the door very strongly but as expected, the door lock lever came down to cause them both to be confined there.

"can...!! oh maaa!!! sister Dika..!!!"

nurul shouted, but his voice did not penetrate the glass door at all.

Vino approached Nurul.

"we're the next victim of this door.

shhh!! though yesterday sister Dika had told me the same papa to change the door."

Nurul kicked the door because he was so upset.

"victim?" Vino furrowed his brows.

"this door will be locked from the inside if

just get rich."

"chh. Then why are you panicking? just call the guy who's here.."

"ahh. right, call mama right."

"me? my phone's in the room.."

"you're the one who called.."

pinta Vino's.

"nur's cellphone in cas sir." he was sitting there limp.

Vino ran towards the front, he hoped the security guard would hear his screams, but his efforts were in vain, because the wind was strong enough and their position was far enough, so the security guard could not listen to him.

"uh...? eh?! what the hell are you doing?"

Vino was surprised to see Nurul climb over the balcony railing.

"you're crawling down, sir.."

Nurul intended to creep through the large paralon that was there. yesterday when Dika was trapped he also crept from the paralon.

Vino pulled Nurul's hand.

"you're crazy? we're on the fifth floor.losing a fall can die you!"

"that's it if you come down."

"what if I fall?"

"died.." - Nurul.

"are you glad I died?"

"yes, sir, it was my own father

say that falling can die."

"yeah gini aja, we are the same as down.so if we fall equally dead.how?"

nurul said, he had climbed back up the 1.3-meter-high balcony fence.

"Ran.. you are very rash. relax aja dong, we can wait here who knows there are people who come here."

"wait till when? see what time is this dong? will you wait until morning?"

Vino looked at his watch that had shown at 23:00. Yes the person in the house would not go out of the room again if it was that hour. "i don't mind waiting here."

"aahh. Try to send an email to Dika or Om Adit, who knows they have not slept."

"yes, really..." Nurul immediately ran to his laptop.he sent spam messages to Dika and his papa.

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It has been almost 2 hours they sit in front of the laptop while continuing to send messages via email.

but there was no reply from Dika or his papa.

nurul's eyes could barely open because he was so sleepy.

"sleep.let me do.." I haven't finished talking, Nurul has dropped his head on the table. Like he can no longer fight the drowsiness.

Vino took Nurul's laptop and continued his spam because he felt there was no hope, he ended it. he turned to the gallery and saw a photo of Nurul with Bian.

"they looked happy." he muttered.

"hhh. absolutely nothing about me here, either,

don't you miss me.."

he looked at the face of Nurul who had fallen asleep, a beautiful face that always filled the emptiness of his heart for 4 years.

Vino gently stroked Nurul's cheeks while blowing her slowly. "she's lucky to have you.."

"ssshh... Can you just decide?

no. ..no. for what he decides..

his girlfriend is handsome, smart, doctor, his life is also organized. Unlike me who is old, messy, widower.wait I am not married, but I have children. can I call myself a widower?" Vino kept arguing with his own imaginations.

Nurul raises his head with

annoyed look.

"hihah!! can't be done sir! noisy know..."

he covered Vino's mouth with his palm.

Vino clasped Nurul's hand and then slipped gently on Nurul's wrist.

he could feel Nurul's pulse ringing like the flapping of a butterfly's wings.

"don't touch me..

because my love for you is still the same."

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