Friend Bed

Raindrop

"My biological mother? What exactly is the meaning of all this, Ma?"

"Shakila, I'm sorry. Actually Delia is your real mother. Mama and Papa Roy aren't your real parents, son. We are not your biological parents" Aini said sobbing.

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Shakila's heart seemed to stop beating, the flow of electricity seemed to flow in his body hearing Aini's words that currently felt so stifling his chest.

'Ja, so I'm not Papa Roy and Mama Aini's real son? Why are they telling me now?' shakila murmured, her feelings felt so mixed, even felt so sick and devastated because the person she had always considered as her biological parents was not part of her family. However, it was undeniable that even though he was currently feeling so devastated but there was a bit of happiness that seeped into his heart when he knew he and Darren were not brothers.

Fitri then approached Shakila who was still pensive with her blank eyes. Right now, Shakila was still looking so shocked. Fitri then rubbed his back. "Shakila, we better not talk here. Let's get in Oma's car! Aini, Delia, let's go home now!"

Aini and Delia then nodded their heads. They then got into Fitri's car. Delia who was sitting in the back seat of the car with Aini could only look at Shakila who was now sitting in the middle seat together with Fitri."

'Hakila, I miss you so much, Shakila. I miss you so much, but I didn't expect much if you would accept me as your mother. I know, it's definitely not an easy thing for you. Accepting my presence as your mother must not be easy, and I am aware of all that Shakila, Delia's inner self. Without realizing it, her tears came back. She then wiped away her tears before Aini realized she was crying.

A while later, they had arrived at a luxury house with modern Javanese models with a page so spacious.

"Let's go down, this is Oma's house" Fitri told Shakila. They got out of the car when Shakila had just set her foot on the lawn. In front of the doorway, a forty-five-year-old man was seen standing while staring at the arrival of them all.

Shakila's feeling was so uncertain. 'Who is he? Why is he looking at me with that kind of look? What's the matter? Why are there so many mysteries in my life? Oh Brother Darren, if you were here, I'd like to tell you out loud if I'm not your sister, our love is never wrong, brother. And I deserve to have you all, Shakila murmured.

"Come on Shakila!" fitri orders while pulling Shakila's hand to walk towards the door of the house and approach the man who is looking at her.

Suddenly Shakila heard the sound of such a fast step behind her and walked ahead of her.

'Mama Delia? Why did Mama Delia suddenly run?' shakila muttered as she saw Delia running then hugging the man who was currently standing in the doorway.

'Oh, my God, who is that guy? Who is that guy? Is he my real father?' muttered Shakila who could only look at Delia and Dimas who were currently still hugging while crying.

He then glanced at Fitri who also seemed to be shedding tears which made Shakila undo her intention to ask Fitri. Shakila then looked at Aini who was looking at her with her heartfelt gaze while crying and nodding her head.

"Yes, they're your real parents. They're your real parents, Shakila. Twenty years ago when you were a year old, Delia left you to me because she didn't want you to grow up here. He doesn't want you to grow up under pressure and ridicule. Although you come from a family that is, but the pressure and humiliation of the surrounding environment must remain, and Delia does not want you to grow up under such pressure. He wants you to grow up in a healthy environment, he wants you mentally and psychologically not to be distracted by that pressure, Shakila. Forgive me, forgive us all for lying to you over the last twenty years, Shakila. Please forgive us, but you need to know, we all love you, we love you very much Shakila."

Hearing Aini's explanation, Shakila could only be pensive. It's so hard to accept all this reality. But that's the reality that must be faced and it's impossible to avoid if Delia and Dimas are her biological parents.

"But why? Is it because my mother turned out to be an inmate so you all hide this reality? What mistake did he make? What mistake did he make in prison for twenty years?"

Fitri then held Shakila's shoulder. "It's not just your mother, Shakila. Not only was your mother an inmate, but your father. Dimas, he's the son of Oma's womb, he's also a prisoner, and he was released two years ago when Oma accompanied you to the hospital. Shakila, your parents are both inmates, that's why they left you with Aini. That's why they want you to grow up in a healthy environment so as to hide your true identity. Please forgive your parents, forgive your parents, they're not bad people, but they're doing it because of the situation. Shakila, please forgive them, and accept them as your parents."

Shakila's body, it felt so weak to hear Fitri's explanation, his life even seemed to be uprooted from his body when he heard the harsh reality of his true identity. Shakila retreated her steps, then was caught by Aini before completely falling over.

"Shakila, what's wrong with you?" asked Aini when she saw Shakila who now looked so limp, her eyes were blank.

"Shakila!" call Fitri who is now holding Shakila's body. However, Shakila could only be speechless, only drop after drop of tears drenched her face. The tears, now mixed with drizzle that began to wet their bodies, as Shakila's body now collapsed on the ground.

'This rain and tears test is the same, a clear object that has the right to wet everyone. It's just that the raindrops will never know who it will fall on, but these teardrops must already know who caused it to fall, Shakila murmured before closing her eyes.

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