I'm Pelakor?

Episode 37# Looks Real

🍄 One year later . . .

A 3.5-year-old boy was playing with a toy plane made of cork/Styrofoam in his hand.

Moving the plane as if it were really flying itself. Then hit the muzzle on the bubble - the bubble that came out of the bubble shot in the shape of a dolphin, which was being played by the mother.

Her tiny feet wrapped in white shoes ran to and fro with a laugh that could not be separated from her lips.

🌻 Indicates the boy is very happy. 🌻

While the father who stood not far from them, was holding his latest mobile phone output. And pointed his cell phone camera at the child and his wife who was busy playing.

He smiled happily to see his son and wife happy. Even with something as simple as that. He made the vidio as his chat application history.

The happy family was in one of the parks owned by the provincial city government. The park is quite spacious and lots of games that can be used for children.

"Papa, I'm gonna cut down!" shouted the boy who wanted to be flown like a plane.

"Ok, Papa's hotshot! we're flying!" said the father while putting the phone in his pants pocket.

With those two firm hands, he lifted up the child's bulging body and flew it like a plane.

Making the boy laugh happily as the father swung his body and took him around in a swirl.

The faster his father spun, the crispier the boy's laughter became. The mother was very happy to see her hero duo happy.

But suddenly, one of the father's legs tripped the other leg and made both of them want to fall down on the paving-lined ground.

"Andra" cried the mother trying to make her body into the fall of the baby. And succeed.

But the father slammed until his face really hit the paving. Make his temples and nose bleed.

The man rose from the fall with a grimacing face enduring the pain. Fresh blood flowed from his temples and nose.

"Father!" his wife shouted in the middle of the child who was crying in shock.

"Father!" alea shouted and immediately sat down with a heavy and stinging breath.

"Darling! you why?" a familiar voice in his ears seemed to sit down and rub his shoulders.

Alea's breathing was still up and down, with a bust that was flattening, as if he had just completed a 5 kilometer marathon run.

He tried to adapt to the situation he was in. A dream that felt so real, until Tam felt his tears just dripping.

Slowly Alea turned to the husband beside her, with breath still racing.

Alea stared into the face of her husband who seemed to be trying to read what she had just experienced.

"What's wrong with you, Ma?" ask her husband again.

Alea did not reply, she was still staring in the face of the husband she loved so much.

Ardhan took the water in a drinking bottle on the table, and opened the lid, giving the wife a drink.

Gluey! the glek! the glek!

Three gulps made Alea better than before. She looked back at her husband's face after he returned the bottle.

Alea raised her right hand, and touched her husband's left cheek, which was countered with a kiss on his palm.

One other hand touched his knee which felt unusual.

"What's up, Ma?" asked Ardhan while rubbing Alea's messy hair.

"You okay, Pa?"

"Yes" Ardhan nodded slowly. "What's wrong with me, Ma?"

"Papa's face is not bleeding?" alea asked with a breath that was still a little stingy.

Ardhan smiled slightly, "I'm going to sleep, where might my face bleed, Ma?"

"But Papa fell while swinging Andra."

Ardhan smiled again, "Mama is just a dream! the dream is just a sleeping flower, Ma!"

"The dream feels real, Pa! even my knees hurt!" said Alea with a serious and panicked face.

"Ma, it's just a dream, never mind. Sleep again, huh?" ardhan.

Alea simply took a breath and threw it away slowly, while the eyes were not separated from her husband's face.

"Does Papa have any problems at the office?" tanya Alea arrived - arrived.

Ardhan frowned. Remembering everything he did in the office.

"Nothing, Ma" answered Ardhan honestly.

"Papa sure doesn't have a problem with anyone else right?"

"Nothing, Ma! never is."

Ardhan chuckled, "Ma, I work honestly in the office! I am also reluctant to look for trouble with whoever it is! it was just a dream, Ma."

"But...."

"Sudaah, no need to think. Let's go to sleep again!" order Ardhan while bringing his wife into his arms.

While Alea was still stunned, and thoughts were creeping everywhere. But she kept up with the movements of her husband's hand which led her to fall back asleep in her arms.

"Here you go, my dear sleep" whispered Ardhan to the realization of his wife who had not yet closed her eyes.

"Hemm" Alea nodded slowly.

But it really felt real! My God, protect my husband wherever he is. Don't let it bleed, even if it's just a drop.

Alea said inwardly as she looked at the face of her husband who had closed her eyes.

Then Alea closed her eyes again, tightening her coiled hand on her husband's belly. As if describing not wanting what he called it lost.

Baby Andra does not seem to be bothered by the commotion of her parents who are having nightmares. He stayed asleep in his bed.

[More or less, this is the bed in their room]

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In the morning, as usual Alea was busy making breakfast for her husband. Yes, every morning Alea always prepares a special breakfast for her husband.

This time he made a simple breakfast, namely fried rice mixed with urak eggs - arik and sliced sausage. Added spicy sauce and a little soy sauce.

A plate of fried rice is ready on the dining table. And a cup of black coffee next to him. Just waiting for the Master to change clothes in their room.

Alea left Nur, who had only arrived ten minutes ago. He was preparing vegetables for the daily menu Alea and Andra.

Alea walked into their room and found Ardhan still choosing the shirt he was going to wear. He just put his work pants and suit just on their bed.

"Why, Pa?"

"What color do you want to wear a shirt?" reply Ardhan.

Alea walked in front of the closet, and shifted the rows of shirts in the hanging cupboard. Until finally choosing her husband sky blue shirt, and navy tie.

Alea helped her husband wear all of his work clothes. Lastly, the work suit is black and buttoned two buttons of his suit.

"It's over!" said Alea rubbed her husband's chest with both hands.

"Thank you, Yank!" ardhan kissed his wife's forehead.

"Same - same! breakfast is ready!"

"Come on!"

"Hemm"

"Pamit Andra first!" chirp Ardhan as he turns and approaches his son's bed. Ardhan landed a kiss on the boy's cheek.

"Papa go first!" whispered Ardhan, then kissed his flesh-filled arm.

After that Ardhan and Alea walked out, towards the dining table. Alea faithfully accompanied her husband to breakfast. Alea chose breakfast after Ardhan left for work.

"Be careful on the road, Pa!" said Alea as Ardhan pulled his car off the porch of their home.

"Yes, Ma" replied Ardhan smiling sweetly.

Alea was still staring at her husband's car that was starting to drift away. Not denied if in his mind there are still remnants - the rest of the dream last night.

Protect my husband wherever he is, Lord. I leave it to You when this body is not beside it.

Alea said inwardly as he looked at the clear morning sky.

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Hemm... What does Alea's dream mean guess what?

Or maybe it is meaningless and just a sleeping flower like Ardhan said? 🤔

Oh yes, Othor would like to say thank you very much to all friends who have been faithful to read the novel Othor.

From Othor's first novel, I LOVE YOU LECTURER! then 30 Days Chasing Storm, And also Love Mr. Casanova who is still On going too.

May we all be given health, remember all of us if we have read must have forgotten the time, hehe. 😀

Happy reading 🌹🌹🌹