BUCIN STARLA'S HUSBAND

LEGS FOR STARLA

Two hours after the incident, Starla had fallen asleep comfortably in her hospital room. But with the left foot worn cast. Upon arriving at Husada hospital, the doctor immediately performed a CT scan. Starla's left leg was fractured. The doctor said, most likely the cast will be released after two or three months, then do physiotherapy.

There were some injuries on Starla's face as well, but they were only minor injuries.

“Devan?”

Devan turns to Devita who has just arrived with Edward. The guilt that had been attacking him had grown even more inflamed when he saw Starla's parents.

“Mother,” Ogre Devandra. His gaze was so sad, he stood as Devita was beside Starla's bed.

“Bu, Devan apologize. All wrong Devan,” said Devandra kissed the back of her mother-in-law's hand, standing bent over.

“Hey, don't be like this, Devan. This is purely an accident,” Devita concluded.

“His leg is plastered?" ask Edward.

Devandra broke her hand from the in-laws, she approached Edward, who was standing next to Starla's bed lying down while wiping her son's black mane.

"Said the doctor who handled Starla, her leg cracked and it could take two months to remove the cast," explained Devandra.

Edward glanced at his wife. "Aren't you moving it to the Medica Rose? Papa thinks it's a lot safer there because it's under Papi's watch, too" Edward suggested.

Devandra. Why hasn't he thought about that since?

True to what Edward said, it would be safer if Starla was transferred to the Medica Rose.

At about seven o'clock in the night Starla was awake. The ceiling of the room was white, which he first saw. The tail of his eyes moved in search of Devandra's whereabouts.

The sound of a room door lever rang out, Starla again glanced at the source of the sound. The man in casual clothes came with one suitcase.

Devandra.

"Dev ...," call Starla, after neutralizing her sight.

"Darling," Devan approached him, giving a rain of kisses to his wife's forehead. It made Starla grimace a little because there was a wound there.

"My legs are sick. Can't be made," Starla's fight. "My leg's amputated, Yang?"

Devandra refuted Starla's question, "just wear a cast to let you rest at home. But, lama. It's okay, isn't it?"

Starla smiled faintly, but did not close the look of her sad face. The girl remembered what happened to her. From there, Starla was sure she would end up like this, because her legs were stuck in the car door

"How's juna?" ask Starla.

"Juna's in the room, honey. Just like you, his legs are also in a cast. So I've ordered Geovano to find a replacement."

Starla glares. "You fired Juna? You are so evil! You don't think about how Juna would protect me!"

"Not fired, by. Just temporarily. No way, Juna is working with his current condition" said Devandra.

Starla instantly silently heard her husband's rebuttal, with her hands infused, she rubbed her eyes that were about to let out a clear liquid.

Devan again kissed Starla's head, wiping his wife's long black mane. "I could be a leg to you, honey. Don't be sad, will you?"

Starla looked disappointed at Devan's face. It shouldn't be like now. Devan will have a hard time taking care of him. Especially the work of this man.

"You want something?"

Starla shook her head, which made Devan not like to see her.

"I was wrong, by? You're not that happy," Devan looked at him.

"I'm disappointed that I can't take care of myself. Yanggg, I'm staying with Mom and Papa, okay?"

"No. We have a house and I can take care of you. We have to keep going" he said, rejecting Starla's request.

Devan is in charge of Starla's life. He loves Starla with everything his wife has.You whatever the condition of the girl, Devan himself will take care of her.

***

The twenty-year-old man had his chest covered, his wide back resting on the car. It's been half an hour he stood here⸺in the school parking lot that his girlfriend once worked.

His smile rose when he saw the eight-year-old boy approaching him. He brought along a tupperwar bag containing his provisions.

“Om soldier,” greet the boy when their distance is closer.

Devandra, name. He ran small to get close to the man he said was his Mama's best friend.

Devandra kissed the back of her hand. The simple thing Devandra did made clear liquid inundate her eye patch.

Rafael Emilio⸺people know him by that name. It was more like the name after he was baptized.

“Om soldier, said Miss Diana, Mami called. Said Om picked up Devan, huh?” ask Devandra.

“Iya. Want ‘kan go home with?”

“Bby, but buy Devan ice cream, yes?” This boy⸺Rafael smiled, shuffling his black mane.

Actually that day he wanted to bring to the place where Devandra wanted to go. Wherever he goes, he will accompany his son.

Devandra said she wanted to go to Dufan, because they had not been there for a long time. However, as per his request they bought ice cream first.

“Enak, no?” tanyakanya.

Devandra nodded, continuing to taste the ice cream. Then, the little boy's eyes caught a pair of small children running into the minimarket earlier.

“Om soldiers, said Papi, in the stomach of Mami there is a baby grandpa,” chirped Devandra.

“Baby?” Rafael parroted, his hands outstretched rubbing ice cream that was attached to the lips of the little boy.

“Yes, Devan wants to have a sister. Devan wants to have friends at home,”.

Rafael's feelings that day were slightly shaken. Of jealousy?

Yes, he is jealous and anxious. Anxious when Helsa finally conceives doctor Adryan's child, and Devandra may be a little forgotten.

“Devan...,” call Rafael.

“Iya, Om Army.”

“Papi Devan dear Devan?” He asked very carefully.

“Iya, unfortunately many.” His hands formed a large circle, telling him that Adryan loved him so much. “From small, Devan lives the same as Papi.”

“If Mami?” ask Rafael.

Devandra was stunned, only a few moments he replied, “Mami also dear Devan. But, Mami used to piss Devan off when he was naughty."

"You don't want Devan to whisper Mami's secret?" coined.

Rafael chuckled, then drew closer to his son. “Mami if kangen likes to snack. Mami cengeng. You can't be bobo if you don't have Papi.”

Devandra laughed after telling Helsa the secret that Akmal knew, except she could not sleep without her husband.

After finishing eating ice cream at the tavern, Rafael invited him to go straight to Dufan.

"It's over?" ask Rafael.

"Udah!"

"Come, we're leaving!" Rafael clasped the little fingers that were now laughing happily with him. Devan is enthusiastic. Even his little hand could open the door of the car they were about to ride. It's magical Devandra.

Since it was not a holiday, Dufan was very quiet of visitors. Not if it is a holiday or weekend, then the recreation area will be crowded with visitors. Sometimes even travelers coming from out of town. And this is where Rafael takes Devan now.

“Devan want to play what?” ask Rafael .

The hysteria? Just saw it Rafael already felt the nausea is incredible. How could a child of his age be given permission and also Rafael was afraid Helsa scolded him.

“Devan dear Mami is not?” Rafael begins to try to seduce Devan by carrying the name Helsa.

“Happy dong,” reply, passion.

“If you love Mami, don't make her Mommy sad. Devan knows ‘kan Mami Devan is crybaby, so do not have to ride Hysteria. Definitely later Maminya Devan worried and sad,” said Rafael with a face made as beautiful as possible.

Devan stunned. His gaze was still fixed on the vehicle, but his mind was now on Helsa. Imagine her mother sad because of her.

Devan then throws a gaze at Rafael, and says, “om soldiers, Papi said, Mami's ‘kan Heaven. If Devan makes Mami cry, Devan will not get Heaven dong.”

“Yes, up another one. But, um the army must buy Devan cotton candy,” he continued.

Out of money, Rafael.

Rafael breathed a sigh. At least Devan was willing to follow his words, even though it ended in exchange for cotton candy.

Turangga Rangga became Devan's second choice vehicle. Now two different generation men are riding a horse on the comedy swivel. For the sake of his son, Rafael wants to ride the vehicle.

“Devan...,” call Rafael .

Devan looked at him. “Hallo, this is Devandra,” said on the phone camera that Rafael pointed at the anxious face. His left hand was busy holding cotton candy, and the other was holding on to a horse pole.

“You want?” tawar Devandra, which of course he seems to be making a vlog on the camera phone. “Begging the same army, Devan no money.”

Rafael laughed softly. The chatter of the Helsa.

“Om army, photoin Devan keep sending same Mami, yes. Tell Devan to be very cool today,” said Devan.

As per his request, Rafael sent several photos, as well as one video to Helsa. As Devan said, today he is very happy. All can be seen from these photos.

If only this was a dream, maybe this story was the worst nightmare Rafael had. She hugged Devan and said that she was the innocent child that was born.

Helsa once said that one day Devan would know him as Papa. And when that day comes, chances are that Devan will hate him. Raphael was ready to accept the consequences.

“Sound of his son,” praise one of the women who are waiting in line for ice cream.

Yes, after playing with some rides, Devan asked to buy ice cream at one of the Turkish ice cream shops.

Actually, Rafael wanted to protest because this is the second time Devan has asked for ice cream. But, yes it is.

“Such like yes, Ci,” said the woman to the other woman.

“Iya. Papa or his brother?”

“The Father is Devan,” says Devan. “Her father Devan is an army,” continued Devan with a cynical tone.

The nine-year-old boy felt uncomfortable with the women lining up ice cream. This surprised Rafael. Devan says that he is his father.

Devan throws a glare at Rafael, then blinks his eyes to make the man say his unlucky words are true. Rafael speechless makes Devan have to pinch him first.

“Yes, this is my son. Devandra his name,” said Rafael, with a loud voice. A smile really signifies that there are thousands of butterflies flying in her stomach. Today, Devan introduces himself as Papa, even though it is just an alibi.

“Come, Papa, our ice cream. Must be Mama waiting for us now,” Devan said acting. Rafael nodded, and the two of them walked away.

Feeling already far away from the tavern, Devan removed his hand link from Rafael .

“Om soldier, how's Devan acting? Suitable to be a film player. ‘kan?” Devan raised his eyebrows, his ignorant smile was adorable.

“Dev..,” call Rafael .

“Iya, om,” sahut Devan, his tongue is busy smacking the chocolate variant ice cream.

“Om army love very same Devan. Just like dear om same Mami Devan. About today probably will not be able to pay all the same om Devan and Mami, but Devan must know one thing, Devan and Mami will never be replaced.” Rafael cleans the rest of the ice cream that sticks to the corners of the small lips.

Devan is too small to understand. The affection that Rafael was talking about was probably for Devan it was just the affection of a friend.

“Raf ...,”

His memory instantly disappeared as the voice of a woman called out to him from inside the house. The phone showing a picture of the little boy turned it off. His gaze was fixed on the woman who had just called him.

“Aready?” ask Rafael.

“Check in two o'clock in the afternoon, we go to the base briefly then to the Airport,” he said.

The sky of Makassar at noon was quite bright. Rafael's gaze continued out the window, his mind was already in the city of Jakarta. Imagine what kind of city they had left behind for so long.

That day Rafael and his wife Glenca⸺ will leave for Jakarta to meet their daughter's High School graduation invitation and also because she is taking time off. The boy chose to live in Jakarta since Junior High with Grandpa.

Nineteen years they have lived together. Household life looks fine. They love each other, even though Glenca knows there is someone who still shields her husband's heart, no matter how small it is.

And also Devandra. Rafael always keeps a picture of his son. Glenca felt she did not have the capacity to talk about the photo to keep up her feelings. Because after all, the existence of Devandra not because of compulsion, but because of the love of two teenagers at that time.

***

In her nursery, Starla turns on the television without her watching. Since then, the girl noticed her husband who was doing an online meeting. Starla remembers the kidnapping.

"You don't know that yet? Too bad for you, maybe even Devandra did not know that she was just a child continued Papinya.”

Starla couldn't believe those people yet. How can Adryan just connect father, while the man so loved his eldest son.

"No. I can't believe what a guy's talk even I don't see in his face is like" Starla said in her mind.

"Grad …"

His daydreams ran out when he heard that voice. Starla smiled awkwardly as she felt caught watching the man.

"Would you like to go to the park?"

"Maybe?"

Devandra who had finished the meeting also moved from the sofa, and approached his wife in bed. It's been almost a week since Starla was in the hospital, during which time Devandra worked from there.

"May, dear," replied Devandra. "Wait here, yeah, I'll get the wheelchair."

Moments later, the man came in a wheelchair.

"Not so, Yang!" starla Decak. He turned his face out the window. Looking at the wheelchair, his mood instantly fell apart.

"La..," said Devandra.

"No way, Devan. I'm sick of seeing that chair. I want to go to bed" said Starla.

Well, better follow his wife's wishes. Starla still can't accept the reality of her foot problem.

"You want something?" ask Devandra.

"You can walk. Let's get you a job, and I can go to college" Starla replied.

"I'd rather you be home, by," said Devandra. "I don't like you going back to Bandung. I don't like it"

"Don't like meeting guys in my college?" starla Sela.

"Yes, I did." Devandra kissed the girl's cheek forcibly.

Tell Devan selfishly just wants his wife to settle down at home. Welcome him home, and serve him as he should. The man just wants Starla to be his sweet object, not the men out there.

A possessive Devan who only wants Starla to be hers.

"A lot of jealousy" said Starla.

"If you're not jealous, it's not love" Devan said. He kissed the girl's forehead. The girl who had made quite a long distance between them.