
Evening has arrived. The house looked quiet and quiet. Revan was in his room. He still faithfully sat on the edge of his bed while continuing to look at the picture of the wife.
His body feels so tired. And his eyes began to sleep. But he was so reluctant to just lay his body on the soft bed. His mind was empty looking at the beautiful photo of the wife who had just been buried this afternoon.
Revan breathed heavily. On the swab of his nape that began to weigh it. Lift your feet slowly. It felt very painful in the area of his legs and waist. But not felt by him. Her legs were thrust out on her bed. Slowly he began to feel drowsiness and closed his eyes.
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Revan frowned when something disturbed his deep sleep. He tried to ignore the disturbance. Because he is very sleepy now. Revan clucked in his sleep when the disturbance came bothering him again.
" Hey .. Did you sleep well?. I'm sorry I messed with your sleep." The voice sounded soft in Revan's ears. Revan still frowned trying to recognize the sound that disturbed his sleep.
His head was like someone was rubbing and stroking his hair. Revan wanted to open his eyes but it was very difficult to open. Like there's glue glued to both of his eyes.
" I love you ..." faintly Revan heard that phrase.
The voice he knew most. Aira's Voice. Revan wants to open his eyes but can't.
" Keep Attar our son well - well yes dear. Give him a sincere and generous affection. I don't want her to feel lonely without her mama." the voice sounded soft in her ears.
Aira!. It's Aira's voice!. Is this mikpi or reality?. Not that he has ... Aakkhh I don't care!. I want to see his face. I want to talk to him. I want to hug his body. Aira!. Aira!. muttered Revan in his heart.
No matter how hard he tried to open his eyes. It was as difficult as it was when he wanted to open his eyes.
There was a hand still caressing Revan's head and hair. Revan's body is stiff. He can't move at all. He could only sense Aira's presence without being able to see her directly.
" Aira!!." cried Revan opened his eyes with a stingy breath - as if running for a few kilometers. Cold sweat filled the man's forehead.
Revan looked around. But he did not find the woman who had caressed his head and spoke to him.
Revan rubbed his face roughly. Trying to calm himself and wake himself up. If the wife had left him forever.
Revam stared at the clock on the wall that faithfully ticked. At 1 am. Revan re-shed his body. Touching his hair and head.
There was no way that he felt it was a dream. It all felt real to him. The touch of Aira's hand and the woman's voice. He's really very memorized.
And now, the room was filled with the scent of jasmine flowers that were very fragrant. Revan was caught up with the fragrant smell of the jasmine flowers.
Revan kept staring at the photo of himself and Aira neatly displayed on the wall of the room. Look Aira with white kebaya clothes and wear makeup that looks so beautiful. Revan smiled looking at the photo.
Revan again sobbed in his tears. He condemned his stupidity and unforgivable mistake. If he does not expel his wife. The woman is still here with herself and her son.
He could still see Aira's smiling face. Aira's laughing face and Aira's angry and sulky face. But the rice is already porridge. Everything that has happened cannot be turned back.
When Revan was crying. He looked at the reflection of Aira's face inside the mirror. He smiled at Revan. Revan wiped his tears. He also squinted his eyes to sharpen his vision.
" aira!." cried Revan.
Aira just fell silent and smiled. And suddenly lost along with the sound of the open room door.
" Revan!. You haven't slept?." asked Atmaja when he saw Revan sitting on his bed. Revan was still staring at the mirror.
" What's up, son?. Why are you looking at the mirror?." asked Atmaja as he stepped towards Revan.
" Bye!. Aira Pa." cried Revan seriously.
" aira?. I want to let him go Revan. Let him rest in peace there." said Atmaja.
" Not Pa!. I saw Aira!." explains Revan.
" You see Aira where son?. In your dreams?. Revan!. You know that dream is just a sleeping flower. You rest now." said Atmaja.
" I saw Aira in Pa's mirror!. He's right here!. He's in this room Pa!." exclaimed enthusiastically Revan. Atmaja breathed heavily.
" Not a boy!. You're just dreaming. Aira can't be here!. You've just slept. It's night. Your mind has gone anywhere. Now you rest. Don't think strange anymore." said Atmaja then moved from his room..
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~ Hi readers ...
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