Come Marry

Chapter 27 Loss

Those terrible memories, they turned. Like, a movie in the cinema. Making Raka's breath suddenly, felt tight.

Bik Indah immediately held onto Raka's body, afraid of bad things happening. With a feeling of anxiety, the woman. Asking, Raka to hold back.

“Hold, Den. Don't be angry, be patient,” said Bik Indah slowly.

“Propa? Hmh! I've been patient for too long, Bik! Dan, what do I get? Just a pain that never runs out!”

Raka is venting her emotions, and that. Adding, he was getting more and more difficult to breathe

Cessi doesn't know anything about the past. In fact, the bad memories that Raka once had. In simple terms, he spoke.

“That's all, because of brother's karma. By yourself! So, the one who is never good!” shouted Cessi who also expressed her feelings and arguments.

“Stop, Non Oliv! you don't know anything!” shouted Beautiful Bil.

“Au—”

Cessi's lips were locked, she couldn't carry on. Suddenly, Raka fell and was unconscious. Makes Beautiful Bik panic instantly and scream.

"Den Raka!"

Raka's body fell down instantly, Cessi who saw it. Directly help Bik Indah lift Raka's body, then put it on the bed.

“Jaga Den Raka first, Bibik want to get eucalyptus oil!” bik's orders are Beautiful and passed.

Cessi was very sorry, she did not expect that Raka had come to this. In fact, Cessi guessed. If, Raka really loves the woman named Suci.

Until, it got to this way. Not long after, Bik Indah came back. The woman pointed the eucalyptus oil towards Raka's nose and rubbed it on the head.

“Ugh,” muttered Raka. His head felt very dizzy, but his eyes were very difficult to open.

“Den, Den Raka,” call Bik Indah with a very anxious feeling.

Cessi was silent, watching. Until, Raka mentioned the name of the lover and grasped the hand of Cessi who was near him.

“Ci, don't leave me,” muttered Raka in a slow voice.

Just contact Cessi pull her– hand, it. Makes Raka mutter again sadly.

“what's wrong, Ci? I miss you?”

Raka's consciousness is still not, back. She thought Cessi was the Holy lover who had left her.

Until, Bik Indah resuscitated Raka. That, the one near him is Cessi. Not Sacred.

“Den, in I Non Oliv! non Sacred.”

“Hah?”

Raka opened her eyes, so she could see the girl sitting nearby. Raka's sad gaze, made Cessi's heart shake.

“Oliv?” said Raka in a slow tone.

Cessi who felt sorry for Raka's situation, then grabbed the young man's hand and grasped it tightly.

“Bang,” call Cessi.

However, Raka brushed off Cessi's hand violently. Then, ask the girl to leave him alone.

“Go!” Raka's orders.

He turned his body, as if he did not want to look at Cessi. Raka hid the feeling of deep loss, until her tears dripped nonstop.

“Come, Non,” Invite Beautiful Bik. While pulling Cessi's hand slowly.

The two of them left Raka alone, until outside. Cessi asked Bik Indah about, who is Sacred.

“Bik, who is Holy exactly?” ask Cessi curiously.

Until, they entered a room filled with lots of books. Bik Indah took a large photo album.

Cessi, who had just entered the room for the first time, was amazed by the decor in the room.

“Come, sit here, Non,” pinta Bik Indah while patting the chair beside her.

Cessi immediately sat down and looked at the woman with a very curious feeling.

“Non, this is Non Sacred. She has a lover Den Raka,” obviously Bik Indah. Seraya pointed to a photo of a girl in brown skin with dimples on her cheeks.

“Beautiful,” muttered Cesi quietly and can still be heard by Bik Indah.

“But, not with his heart,” bright Bik Indah.

Cessi immediately looked at the woman, she became curious at the word that Bik Indah had just said just now.

“Why, Bik?” ask Cessi curiously.

Then, Bik Indah and explain about Saints. Raka's lover who used to come to the house often, but without any clarity.

Saints just leave, like swallowed by the earth. The girl, disappeared. In fact, Raka had been looking for him everywhere.

However, it could not find a Holy existence, to this day. This made Raka become changed, losing Saints. The lover.

Cessi who listened to what was conveyed by BIk Indah became furious, if she could meet the girl named Suci. Then, he would make a calculation and would make the girl regret.

“Bibik, feel happy. You're here, at least. Bibik could see Den Raka smiling,” bright Bik Indah later.

“That is, Bik?” ask Cessi who does not understand what the woman said.

“You, indeed are not Non-Sacred. In fact, the stirrup is different. However, you can make Den Raka smile,” clear Bik Indah and rub the top of Cessi's head lovingly–sayang.

BIk Indah, as if very close to Cessi. For some reason, he felt a strange feeling just burst out.

Like, Cessi is her own son. But soon he tepis his feelings, because his daughter is gone and Bik Indah does not want to remember the events in the past.

The memories were very bad and made it, hiding to this day from the outside world. As well as devoting themselves to the Raka family who have been helping him a lot during this time.

“Bik, why is Abang Raka so directional, tyadi?’ ask Cessi with a plain face. He still does not understand, why Raka changed with dratis.

“Itu—”

Bik Indah hesitated to continue he said, he was reminded of the lung disease that Raka had suffered.

That young man, will have trouble breathing. If you are in a depressed state. It has happened a few years, when Bik Indah came in the family.

Bik Indah also does not know, what the cause. However, he always tried, being next to Raka. When the young man needed his help.

“Bik,” call Cessi slowly. Because, realize that the woman was just silent. Without answering her questions.

“Eh, Non. Dreamy aunt, earlier,” said Bik Indah.

Then divert the conversation, by asking about the state of the Cessi family,

“Oh, yes Non. His parents are not looking for a presence, Non?” ask Beautiful Bik.

Cessi bit her lower lip, she was confused about it. The girl, too, asked the same thing in her mind.

Why, his parents are not looking for him. Until, today. In fact, it's the third day. Of departure.

Inside, Cessi's little heart she felt very sad. Because, as if she had, no longer cared by her own two parents.

“Non,” call Bik Indah slowly. But the girl was crying.

“I don't have parents, Bik!”