I'm Not a Wild Grass

Talk to Mom (POV Laila)

'Kiyano kidnapped Nila?! It feels hard to believe! I mean, we've only met twice since we've not seen each other since our separation all those years ago. If Kiyano holds a grudge against me, then why did he have to wait for so many years?!' I was busy thinking about this possibility.

After a long time of silent thinking, I finally said again to Azki.

"That's impossible, Az. Our relationship is fine" I said honestly.

"Oh! Is that so, Ma'am? Sorry, ma'am. That was just my assumption. You see, the person is also very suspicious." Azki said again with a downcast look.

"What's suspicious, Az?" Ask me a curious.

"Yes that was. He pulled the collar of my shirt, just for my relationship with Ma'am. Like his emotional person is it.." Azki added back.

I compare Azki's words to the profile of Kiyano I used to know. And Yes. As far as I was concerned, Kiyano was a bit barbaric and emotional. Erlan had been invited to fight by her first.

But. I'm recalling my two meetings with Kiyano lately.

'When it looks like he looks calmer in 2 of our meetings.' murmured my mind without a sound.

Then I corrected my own thinking.

Sometimes we cannot measure the depth of a person's nature if he is so good at hiding himself. Like water in a lake that can not be known its depth, just by looking at its calmness alone.

Precisely sometimes the silent is washed away and may also be dangerous. Take, for example, something that looks like a piece of twig on swamp water. Though it was actually a crocodile snout that was camouflaging itself.

"If so I go home first, La. I will help you see the cctv again. Who knows if someone is missing" Azki added.

"..yes, Az. Once again thank you, Az has been busy going back and forth the affairs of the children," I said once again.

"Yes, Ma'am La. You're welcome."

Suddenly Azki reached out her hand over my shoulder. Then he showed me a ladybug that had been perched on my shoulder earlier.

I who had been kegeeran thought Azki was about to wipe my face, and immediately looked down embarrassed.

"Ehem! I went home first, Ma'am La.." pamit Azki later.

"Yes. Be careful, Az."

Then I waited for Azki's car to disappear in the corner of the road. Then they step back into the house.

"Azki's home, La? Kiyano too?" Mama Mutia asked suddenly.

I was shocked when I heard Mama's question.

"Oh my goodness, Ma! Ngagetin laila! Know-how nongol, no sound!" I commented.

"The man from earlier Mama is here, La. You have a bad habit of daydreaming!" Reproof Mama.

And I can only be ashamed.

"How is the situation going, son? Is there a bright spot now?" Ask Mama back.

I immediately felt weak when I heard Mama's question. With a hollow heart, I also answered my mother's question.

"Yet Ma. But Lail reported it to the police. I hope there is good news soon" I added.

"Oh yeah! I almost forgot! Lail wants to bribe Mark first huh, Ma? Mark thank God wanted to be told to eat porridge with Azki," said I was in a hurry.

Then Mama spoke to me with a serious look.

"You know, kid, if the kids depend on Azki enough?" Ask Mom suddenly.

For some reason, I started to feel an uneasy feeling about our conversation materials in a moment.

Lazily, I answered briefly, "yes, Ma.."

"That's the meaning of the children really need the existence of Azki right, son. As a father, I mean Mama. So.."

Not yet finished Mama Mutia said, I immediately wanted to walk away from this conversation. I know clearly the intent behind his words.

And it was evident from the sentence that came out of Mama's mouth at her next second.

"So.why don't you consider making Azki sebqgai Papa real for kids? Let Azki can help you take care of the children more optimally," said Mama Mutia.

"Laila can't bear Ma. Azki is younger than Lail. Moreover, he is still single. It's a pity that Azki is repotined with Lail's two children, who obviously have no blood ties to him," I said at length.

"But it seems like Nak Azki is also fond of children, La.. "

"Laila's also a darling, Ma, same kids. And according to Lail, currently Laila can still handle children," I said with confidence.

"But son, if you are married, then you can also have a friend to exchange ideas, La." said Mama back.

"Laila's pretty okay with Lail's situation right now, Ma. And Laila doesn't have more feelings than Azki's friend, Ma. Pity Azki if the marriage is withdrawn just to be the babysitter of the children." said I a little indifferent.

"Mama doesn't mean that, La.." said Mama Mutia in a hurry.

"Ma. The discussion of this should be postponed first. We focus on finding Nila first, Ma now? And Lail wants to bribe Mark first." I said later.

Mama looks to be breathing. Perhaps weary of being disappointed with the outcome of our conversation regarding my relationship and Azki's.

I turned around and continued my steps towards the kitchen. Then bring a bowl of porridge that I had warmed for a while to Mark's room.

Mark spent his porridge pretty greedy. Then he put his body back on the bed.

"Mark.don't go to sleep right away, son. It's not good for your stomach health. Just ate. Yeah, Kan?" I said slowly to Mark.

Mark then re-enforced his back in a sitting position. Then he looked out the window. At one point in the distance.

The day is moving this afternoon. The twilight bed in the western horizon gives rise to a red and orange hue in the distant sky. A beautiful panorama that really captivates the heart of anyone who sees it. Including me too.

I took Mark into my arms. And we stared at the twilight that was about to sink in the sky there, together.

Meanwhile, the humming of the Adhan in the distance was heard breaking the silence in the afternoon.

"Allahu akbar! Allahu akbar!" The sound of the Adhan echoed in nature.

And as much as I prayed for Nila I whispered into the vast sky, I could no longer think.

'You have to hold on, baby! Mama will find you!. Insha Allah.aamiin.' whispered my heart to pray.

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