I Love You, Ma'am Kunti

Weepy

Vaguer... The smell of disinfectant rippled, crowding his sense of smell.

While the old eye was still not able to open, other than the soft voice he heard. A sign that he will soon wake up.

Omnipotent...

The eyeball that is still tightly wrapped in its petals also seems to move. Accompanied by small movements of his fingers.

The exact effort of the woman who was over seventy years old reacted, in order to regain her consciousness.

Omnipotent...

The young man's soft voice still kept calling out to him. Spur his spirit to immediately awaken.

I hope this is not a dream that has always come. When he woke up, he was still in a narrow and stuffy room, having been transferred from a special psychiatric hospital to a slum.

That's how his memory that momentarily flowed by itself, the depiction of a nestapa that he had been feeling.

Until the glare of the lamp that feels blind as an adjustment, making the eyelids that are almost completely open it back shut.

The soft warm kiss on his wrinkled forehead made him sure that this was not a dream.

A hope that he expressed in each of his prayers had come true.

"Omah.." clearly Devano's voice sounded again, gently greeting him. Dev's back shook strongly. Feeling happy when his omah can be re-awakened after a few hours unconscious. "Omah this is Devan .. Omah's grandson."

Wrapped his lips that were still clinging to it, spoke. Making a stream of water out of the corner of Brianna's Omah eye.

Devano...

Those who can only speak in their hearts begin to cry. He was grateful, even if he could, that he wanted to hug and kiss his only grandson.

"Thank God .. Thank God, thank you .. thank you," the noise was unclear, sobbing.

Devano was really happy when he was able to re-hug his Omah body. Even with different conditions.

The soft hand of Kunia also rubbed the shoulder, crying too. Seeing the moment before him.

Especially when Omah's eyes look at Devano with great longing. Seemed that clenched lips twitched, while her tears were increasingly hardened pouring down the cheeks.

Devano nodded, gently rubbing the old woman's cheeks that were wet from her tears.

He understood, Omah could not speak. So just look at the expression he already understands. If he is happy to see himself.

"Omah, still recognize me. .. right?"

Omah's eyes winked softly once, a sign He nodded. Devan smiled, grabbed the wrinkled hand and placed the back of his hand on his lips.

"Dev– can't believe he can kiss Omah's hand again. Sorry ... forgive Devan Omah. Because you just found Omah now," kiss again and then look back at the face that only reviewed a little smile that was very weak. "Mah must have suffered so long..."

Again Devan sighed, he was completely powerless to hold back his guilt when he saw that old body.

Like giving a thank you, Omah patted Devano's hand slowly and then blinked once.

Devan who noticed the gaze immediately shifted while holding onto both of Kuni's shoulders.

"This is my wife, Omah. Name's Kunia..." Devan introduced directly, where Omah Brianna again nodded with a signal both eyes while shedding tears.

"Omah– greetings." Bunia placed the back of the hand on her forehead, reverently. Greeting the old lady who seemed to accept him as the granddaughter-in-law.

"She is not beautiful, but she is kind to Omah" he said, chuckling softly. Not to mention when Kunia elbowed her stomach with a smile that was still fluffy because Devan immediately kissed her head.

Omah's hand moved slowly, making Devan quickly approach to raise the hand and attach it to his head. While the other hand again waved to Kunia.

The woman turned to her side doing the same thing.

Omah just closed his eyes, came back crying. He was happy when he was reunited with them.

With the hope that no more sorrows will come to the Atala family again for good.

***

Somewhere else.

A nurse just came out of Doctor Zaeni's room.

A few seconds later, when the door was closed. Zaeni was pensive, his mind full of complexity seemed to wander.

Take care of your sister .. because from tomorrow, maybe your father and mother can no longer be with you.

The last words in his conversation via voice call made Zaeni clueless.

But today he understood, when he found out that his father had surrendered along with the mother who was also caught.

Zaeni pulls out her work drawer, grabs a picture of herself in her father's arms, along with Liliana before remarrying Harison.

She never smiled, but she was still a good mother to her. Even though the world views him as a criminal.

Silence again ambushed, although faintly heard the activity of the magic house outside the room. But his mind could not lie, that what he felt was mixed.

Between the sadness about the problems experienced by both parents, plus think of an explanation of what he will convey to the sister whose condition has not recovered properly.

Warm threads began to flood his eye sockets, covering those slightly brownish black neutrals. A smile he had to develop, plus a sigh of tightness.

Again, he was crying alone. With a gaping wound that re-opened in the recesses of his heart. After the last time he cried in his room, when he found out that his mother had left and had not returned that night.

She held a small baby, which she saw on television accompanying a big boss a few weeks later.

Yes. like eating simalakama fruit. On the other hand, he did not want his parents to spend the rest of their lives in detention or even get a death sentence. But on the other hand he was relieved, when Mrs Brianna was rediscovered.

Lord ... Please grant forgiveness to my father and mother.

In the lift of the picture frame, then he kissed long enough. While letting the clear grains of his fall just like that. As an outlet for his pain, with his eyes closed.