He's Mine (Sharing Love)

Finally the Time has come

It's about ten in the morning, at Atlanta's international airport.

Atlanta Hartsfield–Jackson International Airport (IATA: ATL, ICAO: KATL, FAA LID: ATL) in Atlanta, Georgia is the largest international airport, with all international standard facilities as well. It receives several flights from Asia, Africa, Europe, Australia, and several countries in the Americas.

Here's where it is now. The Abhimanyu and Anjani families will fly to Jakarta, Indonesia.

Everything has been prepared in such a way. Only the people remain as passengers, who will enter the plane.

The sound of a farewell cry between Anggi and Ara, was clearly heard.

"Hiks... hiks.. can't be naughty on Deck!"

"Huhuhoo... Brother!"

The two of them, hugging each other. Abhimanyu and Anjani were talking to the Clouds. Give him some messages and advice.

Because they, especially Abhimanyu, will not be able to accompany him to take care of the company. And also take care of Ara.

"Please take care of Ara ya Wan. I believe you can definitely accept this father's trust." Abhimanyu gave a message.

"God willing Yah. The clouds will try as best as the Clouds can to guard Ara."

"Live three more months. You will be husband and wife. So, I hope everything will be fine until the time comes." Abhimanyu again said, expressing the desire and hope he had.

The clouds nodded in agreement with the words of his future father-in-law. Because of the three months, it can feel fast. But it can also feel very long.

Anjani was silent, with all the feelings in her chest.

Sadness, happiness, being mixed into one. So that he could not express what he felt.

She just sobbed without a sound, looking at her two children who had been talking, hugging. Talk again, hug again. So next.

Nor did he know what to say to the Clouds. Because her husband, has given a lot of explanations and advice, as well as a message to the prospective son-in-law.

After saying goodbye to each other with a sad atmosphere, haru and various feelings, now the three of them, Abhimanyu, Anjani and Anggi, it was time to get on the plane.

The clouds hugged Ara from the side. Looking at the father, mother and her sister who waved from the top of the flight stairs.

"Hiks hyks..."

Ara is constantly sobbing.

"R. Been already! Do not make father and mother, also Anggi more sad and heavy to go home."

"It's sad, sister, hiks..."

"Yes-yes, I know. Let's just say, just like when you went to school in the dormitory first," Awan said.

"Yes, sister, hiks... But it still feels different."

"If in the dormitory of hiks... Ara can meet them twice a month. This is hiks. three months later. Hiks hyks..."

Ara said falteringly. He also gave a very true reason.

"Sister! Brother Ara!"

Ara turned her head towards the source of the voice, which called out her name, quickly.

So too with the clouds. Because he also heard someone calling his name Ara.

"Ahed?"

"May..."

Both, Ara and Awan, both named Ahmed who ran towards them. His close friend Anggi. These past few days, were also close to all of them.

"Sister. Brother Ara, i... i late huh?" ahmed asked stammered, with his breath gnawing.

Ahmed looked around too. He has not found Anggi, nor his father nor his mother, Anjani.

Moreover, he also saw Ara's puffy face. A person who is, or has just cried.

He looks so sad. For not being able to meet Anggi, for the last time.

"Night, you've been together at our house. You know, the flight hours of Anggi. This is Ahmed America. Not Indonesia. Especially flight hours at the airport. It can't be molested, because rubber clocks are, too."

Ahmed nodded in agreement with Ara's words. He knows he's wrong. And this is because of his parents.

From behind, his mother and father Ahmed, walked quietly. Walk closer towards the three of them.

"How dear, meet girl friend... Anggi, yes, Anggi?"

"Mama. He's gone Ma" Ahmed replied sadly.

"Sorrys. My mother Ahmed. And this is his father." Her mother Ahmed, introduced herself and also her husband, to Ara as well as Awan.

From the narration delivered by his mother Ahmed, his son often told about Anggi. Likewise with the mother, who has given many cooking and baking lessons.

Unfortunately, the two of them had just come from China. Her mother's country of origin Ahmed.

That is why, the two of them have not had time to meet Anggi or his mother, Anjani.

After meeting and chatting for a while, they all returned to their homes. So too with Ara.

He doesn't want to go to college. He wanted to rest for a moment, so as not to feel any more sadness.

And for the items that are still in the apartment, it has been helped by services that usually take care of everything, for the needs of people who move houses.

The remaining items, at auction and the money received from the sale of the goods, will be used for charity work by the apartment manager.

*****

In the plane.

Anggi looks sad. Two from the plane, no longer talking. Just shut up and try to close his eyes.

"Bun, Adek why? is he airsick?" asked Abhimanyu, who saw that his son was not in his usual condition.

"Emhhhh, probably because he didn't meet Ahmed Yah. Yesterday, Ahmed did not come" said Anjani, giving an explanation to her husband. About most likely, with the circumstances of his son.

"Oh. so yeah."

"Maybe Well. Hehe..."

Now, Abhimanyu walked closer to Anggi's seat. He patted the back of his son's hand, which was on the edge of the seat.

"Dec," call Abhimanyu, to Anggi.

Anggi opened his eyes. He saw his father smiling at him.

"Yes Well. What's up?" ask Anggi, who pretended to be acting as usual.

"Why? I'm so sad. Are you not happy to be back in Indonesia? There's Miko, Eyang's daughter and Kakung's eyes. There's brother Nanda too, and certainly his sister Miko too."

"Huhuhoo..."

Anggi did not answer. She cried sobbing, hearing all the names of the people her father had mentioned.

"Eh, cup cup cup! How do you even add to the crying?" ask Abhimanyu astonished.

"Huhuhoo... Daddyh. Huhuhuhoo..."

Anggi kept crying. He could not say anything that was in his heart.

Anjani just smiled faintly, seeing her son was sad. But he won't come near. Because if it is done, Anggi will be faster to cry again. Not to be silent

He knew how the little boy felt. But, Anjani did not want to interfere. In thinking that, Anggi would quickly forget all his memories and feelings towards Ahmed.

Over time and busy Anggi in Jakarta later. Moreover, Anggi is still too small to know the feelings of more than just friends.

Such was the thought that was in Anjani's heart.