I Choose You!
#Special1 New Not New and Returns That Are Not Back
“Don't think I'm stupid ya.”
Still listening.
“Don't know why, I feel your son looks like Sekar. His nature, his mind, I like to see Sekar when you see your son,” he wants to cry, “If you live to raise him, I think I can accept..”.
Rasyi, similar to Sekar?
“Do not misunderstand. I never forgive you.”
Can't but be quiet.
“But I will not disturb or protest again,” friends Sekar, whom they call Nita, look at me sharp, “Don't go that way to your son.”
Rasyi has his own charisma. Many like him just one meeting.
Nita said something different. I met a friend who died a long time ago.
But, that's not impossible. If his close friend says Sekar is like Rasyi. Mean....
.
.
.
Until now I still think about it. What he said, all of them, answered all my confusion.
But just love it.
“Hik...”.
I can't confirm the truth, if it dies like this soon.
“Kakek...”.
I looked at this boy. She was crying like her mother. Must be that sad? Everyone must be dead. This is nothing new.
Time for the last words, right?
“Zeline,” I try to hold his face, “Naccording to mama papa, so good boy.”
“Iya... hik!” he's still crying.
Fares is standing there.
“Fares, you still have responsibilities.”
Head she nduk, “I understand, pa. Papa take it easy.”
I can smile, “Thank you.
Now stay....
“Why does papa talk like that?” Rasyi's face is a mess, “Papa is not yet time to die!”
It's gonna be tough.
Try elus again his head, “Rasyi, close to papa.”
“No.”
“Rasyi...”.
“No want!”
He's sad again. But I'm happy. Life this time is not bad either. This kid, my own daughter, could be this dear. One of them no one regrets.
Can I hold his face. This princess held him tightly.
“Rasyi, thank you for trusting papa. Temanin. Be happy.... papa.. just ask for it.... uhuk!”.
The time has come.
“Hik... don't say anything... please...”.
Come here, I'll pull his face. To my face. Just knock her forehead on my forehead.
Smile, “Rasyi.. rabbit impostor papa..”.
Limply.
Darkened.
It's time I left.
.
.
.
“Why?! You're the doctor, right?!”
Noisier. Wh who?
“Sorry, bu⏤”
“Can't! Return my son! Give me back my son now! Restore!”
“Honey, relax first.”
There was another angry female voice. The man who calms him, must be his partner. Angry... because his son was not saved?
“No...., hik...”.
“Sorry, we have to accept, honey. Abizar needs us...”.
His voice submerged. It means they're outside the room. Where am I?
Which happens....
Oh, I just died. That means....
Try opening your eyes. Lt could. The sky, the walls, the tools. Hospitals.
I can see my own hands.
Is correct. Reincarnated again.
Sally too, this continues. How many reincarnations has this been? I have long lost count.
Hm?
Bizarrely. My brain still has the memories of my previous life, complete. Ivory, or Rizki Wirandi.
There are very few memories of life that I have kept complete. When stored, it is a part of life that I consider valuable.
“So much pity yes,” there are still nuns turned out, “Born already orphaned.”
“Loh? His father?”
“Whatever dong?”
“Grandpa with his grandmother.”
“Huh? Very young!”
“He's four heads. Her husband heads five more.”
Means his family's settled. I have a job that many people know. The sisters could know. A good start for orphans.
“Kok you know anyway?”
“That's, she's her son⏤”
Door's open. They're getting quiet and want to see their grandchildren.
Hm?
Ra⏤
“Abi...,” she picked me up, “Sorry yes... hik...”.
My grandmother... Rasy?
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“Huwaaaaa!!”
Tired, must cry. Never happy to be a baby. Hungry, sleepy, not tasty. Everything is just crying.
“Cup cup,” Rashi?
Facial, sour. It's been. four months. I've never seen Rasyi smile at all. As usual, he prefers to daydream. Thinking but not thinking.
Her hands were already deft, concocting milk into baby bottles. Love to me, “Aaa’.”
“Huwaak...,” I can shut up.
Rasyi is an adult. He could not calm down with the kids. But now it can be soft.
Too bad, I had to be born by taking Zeline's life.
When I died, Zeline wasn't married. It should be a few more months. Prospective pilot. It means she's married to him. But, there was a plane crash recently. Though Rasyi dear to her future daughter-in-law.
Just sec. That means, after I die, a few months later her daughter-in-law dies. Then Zeline.
So. It is appropriate, Rasyi so this way.
Time Maize left, it took her months.
“Oo!” I'm already full.
Rasyi became conscious. With another fake smile.
“Abi want to play outside?” he picked me up, “Ayo.”
I can't stand to see him like this, but what can I do?
Really sinking into his own sadness. Not trying to escape.
This house too. Everything is still the same. The rooms, the playroom, the kitchen, the dining room. He hasn't changed at all. All that changed was the baby's room. Fares has his own home.
Rasyi satin me. On her lap. Keep on loving the toys.
Again, he's dumb.
Should it be applied this way?
“Grandpa went home,” it Fares huh?
Fares is a hard worker. A pretty famous lawyer, a lot of work too. Moreover, he chose to go home far away here. This house is far from the city center. Not like his house.
Understand what Fares thinks. Danger of leaving Rasyi alone. He could forget to eat even if there's a nanny and ART here.
Fares kiss Rasyi's forehead, “Sorry, sister yesterday did not come home.”
Rasyi geleng, “Not what.”
“Telates a day anyway, but,” oh? bouquet of flowers, “Happy anniversary.”
This makes me calmer. Rasyi's eyes became bright with Fares. Right move I'm handing Rasyi over to this guy. His mind is always negative. But when it comes to Rasyi, he always loves the best.
“Ma, sorry,” Rasyi receive, “Rasyi... don't prepare anything...”.
“What? Rasyi has taken care of baby Abi. That's enough,” Fares elus my head, “Abi is not fussy right?”
I admit, he's a good father.
To know the baby is healthy, I have to respond, “Oh aa!”
“You same grandpa?” he lifted me off the feet of Rasyi.
Oh, I have to do sports. My ability is still limited to the grip of light goods. It's still a little bit, too. My interactions are not much. So it has to be a lot of exercise.
“Try face down?” Fares love me face down.
Very good instinct. A baby of this age needs a lot of exercise. The baby's muscles can develop better. So I had to move when I didn't want to. Hands with feet are enough.
Last week I should have been able to turn my body back to lying down. The carpet is soft, falling is fine too.
Try....
“Wah,” oh, Fares on top. He saw me from earlier, “Heheh, Abi great.”
Hmm.., it can be quickly.
“Grandma saw not earlier? Abi one month faster than Zeline⏤Rasyi?!”
Hm?
Rashi!
“Honey, why?” Fares is close to Rasyi.
Rasyi geleng, “Sorry. So just remember. It's okay kok.”
The wound was that deep? Zeline's Leaved.
Or... Is it because papa left, Rasyi?
Don't do this, Rasyi. Papa please....
Now I know why I was reincarnated this close to my previous life. There's still something I need to finish. My job is not done here.
I have to make sure everything's okay until I leave.
My daughter should be happy.
