
"Wait, wait" said Shakila.
Delia and Dimas then stopped their steps. They then turned their bodies and looked towards Shakila who was still crying on the bed.
Aini then nodded her head, coding Dimas and Delia to get closer. They came back near Shakila.
"It's tough, and it's not easy for me" Shakila said as she began to reopen her voice.
Delia then nodded her head while closing her eyes. "We know, Shakila. We know, that's why we won't force you to acknowledge us as your parents."
"But after all you have my parents. Although a thousand times this heart denies, you are still my parents, though the lips are eager to refuse, but in fact I am your flesh and blood. And this is really not an easy thing for me. From the time I was little to the adult, all I knew were my real parents Papa Roy and Mama Aini, they loved me so much. Even until I didn't suspect that they weren't my real parents" Shakila said with a wry smile.
He then closed his eyes and held onto his chest which now felt so tight. "Twenty years later, I was faced with the fact that they weren't my parents. It hurts a lot, if you imagine for twenty years I lived a lie. Although I can finally understand the reason they left me to Mama Aini and Papa Roy. However, I cannot deny that accepting both my parents is not an easy thing. Accepting their presence and their past is really not easy for me" Shakila said sobbing.
Fitri then held Shakila's body back into his arms. "I see, we understand how you feel Shakila. That's why we don't demand or demand a confession from you. Nor do we ask you to call us Mama or Papa, for we know that it is also very difficult for you, Shakila."
"Yes Shakila, it's true what your mother said. Today we just want to tell you the truth. Not to get a confession from you. We just want you to know we're both your real parents. That's enough, and we're not asking for any more than that."
Shakila then closed her eyes again. "Give me time, give me time to accept you. I won't hate you two, it's just that I haven't been able to fully accept you two. I need time, I need time" Shakila repeated.
Delia and Dimas then looked at each other, they looked smiling until a clear grain escaped from the corner of Delia's eye. "Thank you, Shakila," said Delia.
Shakila then nodded her head. Delia then approached Shakila and sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Can I hold you?" delia asked with a sob.
Shakila then rose from Fitri's embrace, then stared fixedly at Delia who was now in front of him.
"I'm sorry, I won't ask anything from you, Shakila" Delia said. However, when she had just finished her sentence, suddenly Shakila had rushed to hug Delia and cried in her arms.
"Why? Why are you so bad for me, Ma? Twenty years you've let me live a life of falsehood without knowing my real parents. Why Ma? Why?" isak Shakila's.
"I'm sorry Mama, son."
"Do you, whatever the circumstances of you two, I will still accept you both because you are my biological parents. Although it's not easy for me, but I will still consider you as my parents. So please don't leave me again, please don't leave me" Shakila shouted in Delia's arms.
Delia then nodded her head, while Dimas also approached Delia and Shakila then hugged the two of them.
Fitri and Aini who saw the three dissolve in happiness covered with novelty then looked at each other and smiled. Tears also began to fall from the corner of their eyes.
"Long wait, Aunt. The long wait in knitting happiness is finally avenged."
"Yes Aini, may they live happily."
"Yes, I hope."
"Then what about, Sachi? Is there any news from him?"
Fitri then shook her head. "Not yet, it's still dark."
"Yes Aini."
"Then, what about that match?"
"Two weeks, Aini. In two weeks I'll introduce Shakila to Devano."
"Aunty sure about Devano?"
"He's a good man, Aini. Our family has also been bound by the promise to match each of our first grandchildren. So I can't possibly deny that matchmaking. Shakila will still be betrothed to Devano."
"I agree that Auntie thinks it's good."
"Thank you, Aini."
Aini smiled as she nodded her head. Meanwhile, Shakila, who is still crying in the arms of her parents, looks up at the sky that is still covered in cloudy air. The rain that had been falling rapidly had stopped, changed by the dim light of the sun that was still hiding behind the clouds.
'Universe, why do you joke around with me so often? You just present the omens without cue. You rain when sorrow covers my heart, and when I feel happiness again, the sky above is bright as if smiling at me. Universe, please tell him, I really miss him. I just want to see him, I just want him to come home as the prayer I always say and the heart I always miss. You know, brother, our love is never wrong. I deserve to have your heart, your soul, and everything about you. Please go home, sister, ' Inner Shakila while staring at the clouds that began to march.
***
Darren sat on the grass in a garden while staring at the bright afternoon sky. "Shakila, have you met your soul mate? Did you know that I was so tormented by this miss? Now I know why God created a miss. God just wants to teach us how to appreciate something more before he steps away. You never know if I miss you all the time. All about you I always miss, whether it's about you, us, or our story that's over."
Seriate...
NOTES:
The ones that haven't read Salah Room, so Shakila's One Night Stand results Delia's the same Dimas yes, keep them from committing the same mistake before Dimas was imprisoned, one week before Dimas and Delia got married, and their second son's name is Sachi. Where's Sachi? Wait for a surprise from othor 🤣🤣🤣ðŸ˜ðŸ˜
Also stop by the bestie othor, Kak Nirwana Asri's novel, the title is Click Your Heart. Guaranteed the story is cool and exciting.
Blurbs:
Click Your Heart's
Cindy is a matchmaker who loves her client, Devon Danz Smith, a wealthy young CEO. Devon also loves Cindy. They also have relationships.
But one day Devon misunderstands Cindy. She thinks Cindy is cheating on her neighbor Tommy. Devon ignored Cindy. Cindy returns to her hometown because she has to return the facility Devon gave her.
However, Cindy must accept the harsh reality because the grandmother who cared for her as a child died after hearing her granddaughter became pregnant out of wedlock.
What about Cindy's next fate?
Prepare the tissue because this story contains onions. There are a lot of surprises in it.