
The orange continues to cry. However, Aska still let it go. He gave space to his wife to let out all her worries. Now he knows that there is a wound that has not healed. There was a wound so wide. Let him be a place to lean also a place to complain for his wife.
Tonight, Orange and Aska sleep in the living room. Ayna sleeps with her mimo and her pipe. The orange hand will not escape from Aska. Embrace the arm of Aska so tightly. As if he needed protection.
"Sadly your fate, dear."
Aska justifies the hair that covers the face of the orange. He was ceaselessly peeling the orange forehead so deeply.
"I'll always be by your side."
The next morning, Jingga is surprised by Riki's presence in the house. Riki smiled warmly at Orange. However, the orange was still like a frightened person.
"I'm sorry Om, Orange."
The words of apology that came out of Riki's mouth. He was sincere in saying that.
"Why didn't Om say it at that time? Why wait for me to get hurt? Why wait for tears? Why?" The sound of orange vibrates violently. Aska continued to calm him down and gently rubbed the back of his orange hand.
Ayanda and Gio did not expect the speech from the Orange. They could feel how crushed an Andhira orange was just by hearing his voice.
Riki, he just fell silent. Staring at the orange with overwhelming guilt. His poor niece, his discarded niece.
"My life is ruined, Om. Children who should seek identity are even required to provide for themselves. Adrift in real-world atrocities. Can only move and cry to the almighty."
Ayanda's heart ached hearing that. The struggle of Orange turned out to be very heavy after his mother was not there.
"I came and begged Dad, I came and begged Grandma, but still there was no good attitude they showed. I just need a place to go home. I just need a hug too. Yet, they rejected me. I was cast out for the umpteenth time and choosing to negotiate with God was my last resort. Every time I go to sleep, I ask God not to wake me up. I want to go forever. Meet Mother and be with Mother forever."
Ayanda hugged the body of the son-in-law. The wounds suffered a lot. Wounds that are difficult to heal because they never get an antidote. Just leave it alone until the wound is rotting without giving off an odor. Just leaving behind a trail of pain that could not be expressed in words. Ayanda was sick even though she only heard it.
"Sorry, Orange. While inside the prison there is not the slightest room for Om to talk to outsiders. All access that Om has is closed. Just like you, Om can only resign."
Riki looked straight ahead. His mind turned ten years ago.
"Delayed and considered disgrace. It cannot grow because of limitations. Asking like a street beggar, but being rudely chased away like a disgusting animal" he explained. "Didn't it hurt more? Doesn't that hurt the mind more? During Om's life It never gets a warm touch from the birth mother Om." Riki looked at Orange very deeply.
"We are both hurt. We both became victims of them. Only the wounds that they give that we can remember until the end of life." A bland smile curved across Riki's face.
The atmosphere was suddenly quiet. Ayanda still hugged the orange tightly. He did not want to let go because he knew very well that the body of the orange was very frail.
"Task Om is done. He has told the truth that exists. Everything goes back into your hands. Whether you will lead your father back or not, it is in your hands. Om is only in charge of telling the truth."
The orange just remained silent. He did not answer anything because you could say he was still shocked by hearing the truth. Everything was revealed when she was already happy with her son and husband.
"Then I say goodbye."
That sentence was able to make the Gio family shocked. Moreover, Riki was already standing by using his crutches.
"Thank you for accepting me. Thank you for listening to my words." A smile full of sincerity Riki gave.
"Orange" call Riki. Orange turned his head and looked at Riki with an unreadable gaze.
"The physical lack of your child is no disgrace. In fact, it is an immeasurable gift that God has given you." The orange does not respond to anything. However, his heart agreed with what Riki said.
"There is no prohibition against you hating your father. There is also no prohibition against you forgiving him. Follow what your heart says."
Riki ventured to touch the orange even though he only rubbed the tip of his head. Even so, he still smiled happily.
"Be happy, my nephew. It is time for your grief to end. It's time to be happy with the right guy. The man who loves you sincerely. I'm sure he'll always be with you."
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After the departure of Riki Jingga was still silent. He still understood his uncle's words. Threw his real father in jail. What can? And nearly ten years have passed.
"All decisions are in your hands. Daddy will support whatever your decision is."
The orange stared at the father-in-law. A heart full of sadness too.
"Mother is calm in heaven. Let his deeds be the melting pot of sin for Mother" replied Orange. "I'm sure that everything he's done will find his karma."
He who is meant by Orange is the doctor Eki. His mouth was no longer calling doctor Eki as father. It's not just him that doctor Eki hurt. The mother was even more hurt and died because of the work of doctor Eki himself.
"Are you sure, honey?" ask Ask.
"I'm happy to be with you and Ayna. Entering into a very warm family. I don't want to ruin my happiness just because someone deserves to go into hellfire." Aska hugged the pale orange body. Put a very deep and warm kiss on the forehead of Orange. Even an orange hand was coiled around Aska's waist.
Orange handed over the punishment to his biological father to the truly just judge, the Almighty God. He is going to be leaving his mother. He just wants to live happily for now.
He also knew that doctor Eki would lose if he fought his father-in-law. However, he did not want to win at this. His victory will not bring back his mother. It would not remove the pain nor the wounds he had suffered.
"I don't want to deal with that guy anymore. From today on, I've assumed he's dead."
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