As Strong as the Mentari, as Soft as the Moon

Episodes 101. A Decision

"I'm sorry Fara. I failed to give security to you and your son. I shouldn't have left you. I'm sorry, Fara.." said Aiman. The same words and he has said many times since three days ago. Yeah, since three days ago when my son was forcibly taken by an unknown person. And now I'm getting more and more grim and angry. My days are getting darker too. A speck of light that I just gave birth to, has now vanished already. I sniffled at one corner of the room. Hugged both knees tightly while occasionally rubbing my face irritated.

"Non Fara." said mbok Jum who approached me. "Hope, Non." he said again that I did not even ponder. "Non.." said mbok Jum again. This time he shook my body a little. And it turned out to be powerful to bring back my consciousness. I turned my face where he was. "Breakfast, Non.." said mbok Jum again. This time he rubbed my face that had been soaked with tears. "I'm not hungry, mbok." I said. "Since last night, no eating. Mbok is worried about not being sick" said mbok Jum.

I'm speechless. My mind is wandering. Disassemble every piece of events that have become a memory. Connecting every possible event could be the bright spot of my son's existence. And I sobbed again when I remembered my boy who now knows where.

"I'm okay, mbok. I'm fine" I said trying to convince a jum who was still trying to seduce me to gobble up the menu this morning.

"Fara.." said Aiman who had been in the room I had lived in the past few months. I think he hesitated a little when he grabbed me. And my sobs became more and more when he drowned my head in his chest. "I'm sorry, Fara.." said Aiman. "It's not your fault, brother. I really should be blamed. As a mother I can't take care of my son" I said. Long time I put my tears on the chest of his field. Even so the face of Keanu's brother is not separated from my heart and mind. His face sank tempting my consciousness.

"Don't want to eat either, mbok...?" asked Aiman then shortly after loosening his embrace.

"Yes, I brought two tidings. First off, there's an eye donor for you. The doctor has examined it and is suitable for you" said Aiman who I responded to normally. Even the usual. Perhaps my face also displayed a mediocre reaction. I'm sure it is.

Then I heard the clink of spoons and plates clashing. I'm sure Aiman is putting together a menu for me. "Open your mouth." pinta Aiman. "For the sake of your son. How are we going to find him if you're sick" Aiman said. And inevitably I finally opened my mouth and devoured the bribe Aiman gave despite the doubts created in the situation. "Good.." said Aiman. His hand deftly threw away the food scraps that accidentally fell on the corner of my lips. "Ah, that's your attention, brother" I said in my heart. "Thank you, brother for all your attention.." My inner.

"Em, the second news, I already know where your son is" said Aiman.

Deg.

My head's up. As if I could see his face. "REally...? Where is my son, brother...? Whereabouts? Please tell me." I almost cried. My hand shook his arm. Aiman also loosened his hold. Both of his hands held both of my arms. His breath was so clear I heard. Last time he breathed so long. "Your son is in your father-in-law" said Aiman.

Deg.

I'm stunned. "Mama Vienna.." I said as if in disbelief. I'm gamang. My steps receded. My hands are looking for a grip. "Why? Hadn't if he wanted to see his granddaughter, he could have come all right. No need to take it forcibly." said I who immediately sat down when I managed to reach it.

"But brother." I stopped as I heard a step closer. Aiman also loosened his hold. "Fara.." a male voice sounded. So typical. "Sir Faaz.." I guessed. "Yes, Fara." the answer was obvious. "Sir Faaz, my son...Let's go get my son. Come, brother.." I said as I tried to approach him.

"Come to Fara." take Dr. Faaz with me while holding my arm. In a chair the doctor Faaz sat me down. Then he pulled a chair close to me. I heard her breathing so long and heavy. I'm sure as a picture of what's in his heart and mind.

"Mara...Em, I suggest we solve the problem one-on-one. I think for the moment your health is the main one" Faaz said. "I mean my son's brother is not pentin" I said screwed up. "No way. The child is more primary. But.in the current situation your vision will be important. Wh why? This makes it easy to get your child again. If your vision is restored then nothing will block your steps again" Faaz said. I'm pensive. Trying to use every word Faaz doctor said.

There's a pain that I think, calling inevitable. Besides that, it enveloped my heart. And finally my tears were undeniable. The thread of free fall punctured my lap. After a moment of pensive reflection finally arrived at a decision with a justification for the words of doctor Faaz. "When is the operation time." I said later.

I am grateful both for my decision. Good doctor Faaz maunpun Aiman, both of them heaved a sigh of relief. "Lusa.." said doctor Faaz. "All right.." I said again. Even so, I still felt a bit of unease at the end of my heart. An unease that makes me a gambit.

Tiktok clock again called for time. The appointed day has arrived. At eight in the morning the operation will be carried out. This means that there is still one hour left before the operation. I'm speechless. My mind wanders through the milling pieces of memories. It sank in my head. Do not forget that my prayer is full of hope. The long prayers that I strand and always replace the impossibility as a miracle of the Catholic. "I beg you very much. Say yes, Robby" I said in prayer.

"Wait for me, son. Mom's gonna pick him up soon. As soon as the recovery of the mother obtained. Strong, Son. I love you, son. I am sure God will ease our path. Pray for me, son." I said later.

Soon the medical team took me to the operating room. My body was also lying down to prepare for the operation. Even so, there are many questions in the heart. Especially the identity of the donor. "Who is he" I murmured softly. "It feels impossible, the one who donates his eyes to others unless his heart has become an angel. Because his heart was completely free from all kinds of liver diseases.

"Fara.." said a man standing before me. He seemed to be smiling with such a radiant face. He spread out his arms to welcome my presence. "Sister Keanu." I said with long steps. The longer I move the faster. "Son Keanu." I said again when I was in his arms. No words are spoken only body language speaks. Also the roar of tears that are increasingly freefall.

Then I was struck when that handsome smiley face suddenly went away. The move I couldn't catch. I called her name repeatedly, but there was no answer. Brother Keanu stays with his long steps. This time his hand waved as if to signify farewell.

"Sister Keanu...!" I screamed with all my might. A call I made repeatedly. The call he ignored. My crying broke back. Where did Keanu go...? This miss is not over, brother. As soon as I'm in. "Sister Keanu...!" call me.