Friend Bed

My True Love

Aini stepped out of the airport while glancing at Shakila who now looked so excited. His heart felt so sick, even as breezy as fresh air in the morning which usually feels so he yearns when visiting his hometown is now even felt to add pain in his heart.

'That smile, can I see it again today on your pretty face when you know the truth you're about to face, son, ' Aini muttered as she looked at the smile on Shakila's lips.

"Come Ma!" shakila said as a taxi stopped in front of them.

"Yes Shakila" replied Aini. They then boarded the taxi which would take them to a correctional facility.

"Where are we going, Ma? Isn't Oma's house on the outskirts of town?"

"We will meet with Oma Fitri first, Shakila," replied Aini, a short sentence but it felt like her heart was so broken.

'Hakila, I'm sorry Mama. I'm sorry, Shakila. Sorry just now Mama told me the truth about you. This must be very painful for you, Aini muttered while wiping away her tears that almost escaped the corner of her eyes.

'Shakila mustn't see me crying, otherwise, she'll be suspicious before she meets her biological family, ' Aini's inner back.

'Oh, so I met up with Oma Fitri right away? I thought I'd go to Oma's house first. Ah this is a coincidence, ' Inner Shakila.

Before long, they had arrived in front of a building with a very high perimeter wall, and there was only a small door in the center of the building.

'What's this? A Correctional Institution? What did Mama mean to take me to a place like this?' shakila muttered while frowning. While still overwhelmed with shock, suddenly the reprimand from Aini spread her daydream.

"Let's go down, Shakila!" reprimand Aini.

"I.. I.. Yes, Ma."

Aini got off the taxi, followed by Shakila who got off behind her. When he got off the taxi, Fitri seemed to be standing waiting for him next to an SUV while smiling.

'Oma Fitri? Is Oma Fitri here too? A.. What the hell is this really? Did my future husband become one of the prisoners in this prison? Oh no way! Didn't Mama Aini and Oma Fitri also love me very much. They couldn't have asked me to marry a prisoner. They can't possibly do that Shakila murmured. He then followed Aini's steps closer to Fitri despite her heart being overwhelmed by various feelings of indecision.

"Good morning, Auntie," said Aini.

"Good morning, Aini. Good morning, Shakila. How are you, Shakila?"

"Baa.. Fine Oma," Shakila replied as she forced a smile on her lips.

"Old to not meet you. You're getting pretty, Shakila. How, do you still often feel sad about losing your brother?"

DEGGG

Shakila's heart seemed to stop beating when hearing the words of Fitri, not only Shakila but also Aini who was surprised to hear the words of Fitri.

"What does Aunt mean? Shakila's sad about losing Darren?"

"That's the reason why I didn't want to obey Dimas and Delia, but ah. This is indeed the best, nor do I want my granddaughter to grow up in an environment full of scorn, which can interfere with her mental health."

'My grandchild? What does all this mean? Who is Oma Fitri's grandson? Why did I suddenly get dragged into such a puzzling vortex like this?' shakila muttered.

Looking at Shakila who was currently speechless, Fitri then clasped Shakila's hand. "Are you confused by our conversation?" tanya Fitri, who was only answered with a smile.

'Ah, what is this? What the hell is going on? Why did Oma Fitri's words feel so full of mystery?' shakila muttered.

While still filled with various concerns and filled with various question marks, suddenly the door of the correctional institution was slowly opened.

Then, from behind the iron door, it appeared that an adult woman of Aini's age came out with a suitcase in her left hand.

"Come on Shakila!" aini's orders to get closer to the woman.

Seeing Aini and Shakila approaching her, the woman was no longer able to hold back her tears. Right now, he could only cry so much while closing his mouth.

"How are you, Delia? How you doing?" asked Aini who immediately grasped tightly the hand of Delia who was currently crying sobbing.

"Don't cry, Delia. Don't cry anymore, it's all over, it's all over. After this you can live happily. Please don't cry anymore, Delia," said Aini who answered a nod of the head by Delia.

Aini then hugged Delia, stroked her back and let Delia's tears wet her shoulders. The tears of a woman are fragile because they have to be separated from her small family, the tears of a mother who so misses her baby, at the same time tears full of anxiety if you get rejection from the person he missed so much.

"Have not cried again, do not cry again, look at this. This is Shakila, didn't I promise you that if you get out of here, he's the one you'll see first? I made my promise, when I first came out, he was the first person you saw, right? Even though you haven't seen her for decades, you can definitely recognize her, right?"

Delia nodded her head as she continued to cry, she then turned her gaze towards the side and saw the figure of an extremely beautiful young lady currently standing beside Aini.

"Sha... Shakila?" delia said so stammeredly.

Hearing her name being mentioned by the woman in front of her, Shakila smiled.

"May I touch you?" delia asked Shakila.

"Sure," replied Shakila who was still being held by various questions in her mind. Delia then stroked Shakila's face, looking at her with her sad gaze until she was finally unable to endure such a turbulent feeling. She then hugged Shakila, originally a gentle embrace, but the gentle embrace now turned into a firm embrace accompanied by sobs that were so bitter.

"Shakila" Delia said. Aini and Fitri who saw the atmosphere of the day could only come sobbing. Meanwhile, Shakila, currently still faced with various questions that dance in his mind.

Delia then released her embrace at Shakila while wiping away her tears and trying to smile. "I'm sorry, Shakila. Sorry if I confused you. I should be able to control my feelings and not hug you like that" Delia said.

"It's okay, Auntie. It's okay" Shakila replied.

"Delia, you don't have to say that. I've done my duty to look after Shakila for twenty years, now that responsibility is completely yours and Dimas's" Aini said.

Hearing Aini's words, Shakila's heart stopped beating. The flow of electricity seemed to flow in his body until his head that made Shakila still fixated.

'What does all this mean? What does all this mean?' shakila muttered. Slowly, he pushed himself to open his voice.

"Mama, what does all this mean? Who's Aunt Delia, Ma?" ask Shakila.

"Shakila, I'm sorry if I've hidden all these secrets from you. Delia is your birth mother," replied Aini who made Shakila's heart suddenly feel so broken.

⁇ ️Delia

Without me knowing, my true love is the one who always makes mistakes with me. (Epilog Wrong Room)