Carmila Love Reunion

Begged

"Accad?" mila said without a sound.

For a moment their eyes clashed with each other, implied a lot of longing in both gazes, but Mila tried to deny it. This was not the meeting he had expected.

Mila cursed her who could not step her foot to leave the place.

He tried to control himself and lowered his gaze, starting to step foot and pass Akbar just like that.

"Mila!" reprimanding Akbar to make steps Mila stopped, but not to turn to look at him.

"Do you have a minute, I have something to say" he said expectantly.

"Can't, I'm in a hurry" Mila replied.

"Mila's only fifteen minutes" tried to persuade Mila.

"Can't" he replied firmly, then continued his steps.

"How about ten minutes? I beg Mila" persuaded Akbar full of hope.

Mila stopped again, she took a deep breath, then turned to look at Akbar.

"I don't have much time, say it quickly" he said by avoiding eye contact with Akbar.

Akbar breathed a sigh of relief when Mila turned around, his dimples clearly visible because of the smile on both corners of his lips.

"Mila!" Nayra and Irene appeared after yelling to call out to him. Akbar was silent when the two people suddenly appeared.

"What are you doing here? We've been looking for you" Nayra said as she approached Mila. "Who are you?" giving Mila consecutive questions without giving a chance to answer, she also did not realize that the one before them right now was Akbar.

Irene pinched Nayra's arm making her grimace in pain. "Aww hurts, why are you pinching me?" he said with annoyance to Irene.

Irene pointed at the person before them with her gaze, until Nayra followed the direction of her gaze, and to her surprise she saw Akbar standing firmly before her.

"You?" with heightened emotions. "What are you doing here?" it was on Akbar. "Don't try to get close to Mila again" he threatened. "Mila, let's get out of here" pulled Mila's hand.

"Mila, please don't go first" Akbar pleaded.

"How dare you talk like that" he said furiously to Akbar. "Mila! don't listen to him!".

Mila pulled her hand from Nayra's.

"You guys go first, I'll catch up" he said slowly. Actually he also wanted to leave immediately from the presence of Akbar, but somehow his heart preferred to stay. At least listen first what Akbar will tell his mind.

Nayra looks very upset, but finally willing to leave Mila there. Nayra and Irene left the place and returned to the hall.

"What do you want to say?" mila said after Nayra and Irene left.

"Sit down first" said Akbar, then precede Mila sitting where Mila was sitting. Akbar patted the empty place beside him to invite Mila to come sit, and with a heavy heart Mila was obedient to sit beside Akbar.

After sitting next to each other, Akbar was silent and lowered his head, as well as Mila. No one wants to start a conversation, silence is created for a while.

"Your time is five minutes away" Mila said with intent.

"Ahh sorry" said Akbar aware of the time he had just a little. "How are you doing ?" he said slowly but clearly enough in Mila's ear.

"As you can see, I'm perfectly fine" he replied without looking at Akbar.

"Thank God"

"Are you married?" ask her doubtfully.

"Not yet, I enjoy my solitude" Mila replied, and still did not want to look at her.

"Good, I'm just afraid you're not getting married because you're waiting for me" she joked.

"You're too confident Akbar" Mila said resentfully.

"I was just kidding" he said with a smile. He was trying to melt the atmosphere even though he was actually very nervous.

"Wait for Mila, don't go first" cut off Mila's words and held her back from leaving.

"What else?" getting annoyed and looking at Akbar furiously.

"Carmila, I miss you so much" she said sincerely and earnestly, even her tears almost dripped if only she did not control herself. "I'm sorry for hurting you" he continued with a bowed face.

"Omong empty" Mila replied by turning her gaze in another direction, she tried to cover herself who was now pounding hearing Akbar's words.

Silence shrouded them again, and suddenly the ringing sound from Akbar's HP rang out to break the silence between them.

Akbar pulled out his HP that rang from his pocket, seen there calling a video call from Mama.

"I picked up the phone first" Akbar said, then swiped the green button to receive the call.

"What's the matter Ma?" akbar replied so connected.

"Akbar, are you still a long time? Your child won't take a shower if you haven't come home" her mother replied from across the street. Mila quietly put up her ears to eavesdrop on their conversation.

"Daddy, come get me" a little boy's voice sounded. "I don't want to stay with Grandma, she's very chatty" he continued.

"Grandma karmas nagging you naughty" replied Mama. They were seen scrambling in front of the screen. "Akbar, your son is really naughty".

"Maxwell, don't bother Grandma, take a shower, Daddy will pick you up soon" Akbar told the boy.

"really?"

"Yes"

"All right, I'm gonna take a shower, Bye Daddy"

"Bye" then ends the video call.

Akbar returned to pocket his HP.

"Is that your son?" ask Mila curious.

"Umm. He's Maxwell"

"It looks like your family is very happy" continued Mila with a bitter smile harboring her heartache.

"I also hope that way, at least Maxwell can be happy" Akbar replied. "As you once told me, little children don't ask to be born, and they don't know anything either, but why do adults love to abandon them"

"You mean?" Mila did not understand the direction of Akbar's conversation.

"I don't know if I should say this, but now I'm starting to not bear it myself"

"I don't understand what you're talking about" Mila was confused by Akbar's words. "Your ten minutes are up, too, I will.... "

"Mila.actually Maxwell is not my son"

"Well...

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