I Love You Brother

*Episode 43

Meanwhile, in front of the door of the room, the God listened to everything his foster mother said. Guilt gets more and more in the heart and mind of God when those words enter through the ears, then touch into his heart.

'Forgive me, Ma. I was a foster child who did not know the return of the favor. You deserve to hate me after my behavior that is so heartbreaking to hurt my sister for a woman that I do not deserve to defend.'

The god closed his eyes tightly while leaning his body against the wall. Without realizing it, he was being watched by Brian earlier.

Seeing his adopted son who was so tormented by the heavy burden that occurred in their family, Brian immediately approached the Gods. Patting gently on that shoulder to resuscitate the God from what he was thinking right now.

Just contact. The touch made the body of the God slightly startled and immediately opened its eyes to see who had already patted his shoulder.

"Papa."

"Well, are you here? Why don't you go straight into the room for a break, hm?" Not tired of you? Don't you stay up all night?"

"Cappies, Pa. But .... " The gods do not continue his words. He looks so depressed at the moment. To the extent that, he did not know what to say to his adoptive father.

"But what, God? Just tell me what you want to say. No need to keep it in your heart."

"Pa, I'm sorry I didn't know to return the favor."

"What the hell are you talking about, God? Isn't this not all your fault? So, don't think about it too much now."

"Well, you rest right away. Let your mind calm down."

"Good, Pa. Excuse me."

"Hm .... "

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"What! Papa's alive?" hanas asked with a very shocked face when one of the sisters brought news to him.

"Yes, Miss. Mr. Johan is still alive, but he's very critical right now."

"Critical? Then mama? How's he doing?"

"Mother Saras. He was dead when the police arrived."

Instantly, Hanas' body weakened again. He who really hopes that his mother also survived, now must swallow a sense of disappointment. Tears he could not bear anymore. Descending anxiously wetting both of his cheeks.

"Lord! Why is papa safe, huh? Why not mama?"

Hanas shouted loudly while raising his face. No matter what the sister thinks. Importantly, the resentment in his heart could be channeled with that shout.

"I hate it, Papa. I hate that papa killed my mom."

The doctor came with the two police officers. At that time, Hanas just remembered that he was being watched by the police. His illness is starting to recur. He gets hysterical by saying that he hates his papa for killing his mother.

He's acting like a madman who doesn't remember the world anymore. Because of this, the doctor was forced to give Hanas a sedative. The police were forced to postpone their intention to reintegrate Hanas.

While on the other hand, Yola who just woke up from her deep sleep, went straight to the bathroom. He immediately flushed his body with water to refresh himself. Yesterday's incident made her tired body also tired heart.

After bathing for less than fifteen minutes, Yola walked out of the bathroom. She was shocked to see her mother in front of the bathroom door.

"Have you finished the bath, honey?" ask her mother with a sweet smile.

"Uh .. mama."

Instead of answering, Yola immediately rushed into the arms of the mother with great happiness.

"My mom misses my mom."

They hugged for a while. Cuddle each other to let go of the miss.

"Udah, let's quickly put on the shirt. Then, we have breakfast together. Papa same opa have been waiting for you to sit down at the dinner table."

"Ah, yes-yes. I miss papa."

"But, Ma ... My clothes are in my room" Yola said in a powerful tone.

"Udah, his shirt is on the bed. Mama brought it for you. You are .. habit. If the shower doesn't think. What are the clothes? Not at all thought of."

"Ih mama .... "

"Yes, my mom is the one who knows me the most. Thanks, Ma." Yola spoke while kissing Kania's cheek.

Kania just smiled. His son is almost an adult. But, the behavior still looks like children sometimes. The more with his parents, the more visible the attitude of the children of a Yola.

"Together, my dear."

"Yes, put the clothes on quickly. Mama stay first."

"Yes, ready."

"Hm .. oya, your child will soon be twenty years old. Better, be a little mature, son. Let you deserve to be loved by your opposite sex."

Yola was silent listening to what her mother had to say. He was still sculpting when Kania left the room.

"A god to deserve to be loved by the opposite sex? Have I not grown up all this time? Is it because that God's sister hurt me with other women's importance?"

"Ah, I don't care about any of that. What good is it to be grown up just because of a man. Besides, what I've been immature all this time, huh? Wasn't I just spoiled when I was with my family. Geez .. her fault where am I spoiled?"

Yola was annoyed by the words her mother said. It hindered his intention to go to the dining table immediately. Instead of getting ready immediately, but instead sitting quietly by looking at her face in front of the dresser.

At the dinner table, all the families had gathered. Just waiting for Yola again. It's not like breakfast, in fact, it's like lunch. For some reason, all the residents of the villa woke up late.

"Where is Yola? How not to show up?" brian asked as he continued to look towards the front.

"Maybe in a minute, Pa." Kania replied while putting water beside Brian and the Gods.

"If you are hungry, eat first" said Kania again.

"No-no. I can't eat until my grandson comes. Are we not eating together? Where can I eat before Yola is."

"Well, let me call again. Poor papa, maybe hungry." The god moved from his seat.

"Eh ... why did you call?"

"Pa, let. Let the gods call Yola."

"Kania's right, Pa. Let him go."

"God, go! Tell him, we're waiting for him to come soon."

"Good, Pa."

The gods immediately left the dining table. Arriving at the guest room, he immediately knocked on the door of the room.

A feeling of stiffness and gurgling began to envelop his heart as he heard footsteps walking closer to the door. When the door opened, their eyes looked at each other. At that time, the incident in the hospital, illustrated with the memory of each.