Go home
Be Happy, Tomorrow Will Be Better
Renzana Alcatraz
The smile on Kanya's face bloomed, although crying was also unavoidable. However, that smile looked even more sincere than the forced smile she was trying to show when I comforted her. The tiny, sinless baby brought more happiness, even though there was still someone inside the operating room risking their lives to survive.
Kanya clasped my hand tightly. I could feel her hands warm in my hands. No longer cold as the tense moments when waiting for the birth of the tiny baby. Although - once again - the wait is not really over.
"Mama will definitely survive and will meet Baby Boy, right? Mama's not gonna leave us, is she?"
The question brought back the cloudiness that had gone from Kanya's face. The woman shed tears again, while not looking at the tiny baby in an incubator that reminds me of Kanya and Putra at the same time.
Kanya's body trembled in my arms. I know, the accumulated sadness made his physique weaken. Moreover, the woman had not really fallen asleep after going through a long journey. Although for almost in the course of the woman's eyes continue to be closed. However, I was sure, the noise in his head was never going to stop.
"Just trust me everything will be fine, Kanya. Please, throw away all the negative things that disturb your mind. Yea?"
It was heavy for Kanya to nod her head. Makes me less and less want to let go of that woman's body. As if I let go of my embrace, Kanya's body would be smashed to pieces like a porcelain doll.
"I tried, Mom, but the fear didn't go away."
"I know Kanya, and I can't force you to eliminate that fear in an instant. Try slowly. I'm sure you can."
Kanya did not answer. The woman is still focused on staring at the tiny baby in the incubator which has now been finished by Om Eka. I don't know what Kanya has in mind. Maybe a name.
Our conversation suddenly went quiet. Only the long roar of Kanya's breath was occasionally heard. Until Om Eka approached us and invited chatting on the bench not far from the baby's room. I was only able to greet him properly and introduce myself as Kanya's male friend. However, the woman corrected him and told her father if I was his lover. It sounds silly maybe, but I feel proud of Kanya calling me a lover.
"Om Eka, heard from the Son. Thank you, son, for driving Kanya home" said the man, sounding gentle and polite. Even so, the firmness of a man also does not fade from him. Even though his voice was shaking, it was holding back the crying.
"No problem, Om. I'm glad to do it."
The silence enveloped us again. Obviously the awkwardness between Kanya with a man who knows to be a father, he continued. Om Eka also looks confused, what to talk with his wife's child. As if from the beginning, their relationship was never good. Or so from the beginning, they never knew each other well.
"Om, can I ask you something?"
Kanya finally made a sound after a long moment of silence. At first glance, I could see a happy look on the man's face when Kanya said she wanted to ask for something. Feeling that my existence made the atmosphere even more awkward, I begged Kanya to step aside. However, the woman pulled my hand to sit closer.
"Mas Araz is here, don't go. It's not a privacy thing that I want to share with Om Eka."
"But.... ."
"Om, can I give you the name baby boy?" Kanya asked Om Eka, cutting out the sentence that was already at the tip of my tongue. However, the question of the woman successfully made me and Om Eka equally surprised by the taste of haru.
"of course. Om would be very grateful if you would give your sister a name."
"Victor, his name is Victor. From the word victory," Kanya said almost without a sound. Ogre. I, who was sitting next to him, did not hear the voice of the woman. For a moment, he sobbed. That is why he said softly, for weeping first overtook him. "In this story, he's the winner, Om. He's the one who won all the complicated stories that bind us. Even I had the intention to separate you guys who have absolutely no mistakes. He is too holy to bear the hatred in my heart. "
Hearing the child's explanation, Om Eka awkwardly grabbed the woman's hand. Gently patted the back of Kanya's hand.
"You don't have to blame yourself, son. We've also helped make you like this. Sorry, Om. Forgive us. We've been guilty of letting you go, without really sincerely asking to come back."
"Victor Manzo Angkara's. The winner of the tenderness of anger. What do you think, Om?"
Om Eka nodded enthusiastically in response to Kanya's statement. The man's smile expands. Decorate her face that looks so tired. So sincere. So warm. Perhaps the man assumed that Kanya's heart had been melted with the presence of a tiny baby in their midst.
“Beautiful name, Kanya. Om glad you want to name your little brother,” said Om Eka, making anxiety and worry on his face more melted.
Although it felt strange, they hugged. Makes the atmosphere warmer. Until the call of a nurse disperse the warm moment that is happening. The woman who still uses the personal protective equipment asked Om Eka to see a doctor to hear an explanation about Aunt Sukma.
Before long, Om Eka returned with a face that was difficult to guess. The sound of Kanya's hand before saying,“Mama you were saved, Kanya, but ..”
No words came out of Om Eka's lips. The man shed tears. His body trembled, even though he wanted to look tough. The crying she could not hide.
"I'm sorry Om, Kanya. Sorry for not being able to take care of your mom. Forgive Om, if Mama you have to experience something like this. I'm really sorry, Kanya."
The man hugged while hugging his arm. Her crying was getting more and more unable to endure. Though hesitant, Kanya touched the man's shoulder and patted him softly.
"Om ... ."
No sound came out of Kanya's lips. The woman was confused as to how to behave. Even to ask what really happened, he was unable to. Although he was so curious, how the current condition of Sukma. Kanya still patted Om Eka on the back, until the man forced himself to look fine. Om Eka's lips expanded, though the pair of eyes did not smile.
"Your mom hasn't gone through her critical period, Kanya. He is currently in a postoperative coma. Doctors can't promise anything even if they can save her at this time, " explains Om Eka after sighing over and over again. Maybe after convincing himself, if all would be fine and he's healing Aunt Sukma is a miracle. It's not wrong to expect something, is it?
Unlike what I thought, Kanya looks calm. He tried to save his tears. Although I know, the tip of the woman's eye has stored tons of water trying to break the dam.
"Om has done his best. Forgive Kanya for being selfish and ..." Kanya's sentence is broken. He took a pause, even if not a word was spoken. Only the crying woman answered what she was feeling.
My chest is in pain. It's even more painful than the pain I've been feeling. Seeing Kanya crying all the time it felt like I wanted to take the place of that woman. That I should bear his pain. However, there was nothing I could do but whisper softly in his ear.
"Blessed, tomorrow will be better."
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I don't think it was episode 100.
I Love U readers who have read the novel Home. 😍😍 Without you, what does this novel mean. Must still be lost or it is not easy to find it among the thousands of titles that fly in this imaginary world.
Again, thanks to the readers who have followed the novel Home from the beginning until this episode. Really, without you, going home or Yoru is nothing. Yoru is grateful that you found Pusang or Go home to find you. Whatever it is, thank you unbroken from Yoru for you. I Love You guys.
So in this episode, Yoru will open Q&A that you can direct to the characters. Eehc ... 🙊🙊
The way is very easy anyway. You can simply send a question in the comments section of this chapter. The most interesting questions will be answered directly by Araz or Kanya in the Yoru Universe podcast which will air on Friday, October 09, 2020.
Yuk, send us your questions. Who knows your question will be read and answered directly with Araz. 🙂🙂
