Mastenges

138. My son's typhoon

Once you start loving someone, it's hard to stop. Those words are true, although many people try to forget and live life as usual. But, what does he feel? That love never goes out. In fact, no matter how good his current partner is, his heart will always be on the person he loves.

It's about feeling!

Every man has a love in his life that he will never forget. Although there was another love later on. It is this unforgettable love that truly becomes love for him. Although in practice in real life, there are many stories that cannot unite two people, even though their love is united. Whether it is economic problems, social status, education, blessing, customs, clan, culture and culture, infidelity, and others.

Love that never goes out, there's a lot of that story out there. Two people who cannot unite, and can only say their names in prayer. However, after so many years passed, they met again and returned the flowers of old love blossomed again. Some even try to give up, and choose to bury it deeply, even though each has its own.

Which will be chosen by two people who will meet after a long time they do not meet, burying deeply the feeling of love that never goes out, even though as hard as they try to kill the embers of romance?

Galang walked quickly to the terrace of his office, where Typhoon and Erna were waiting there. Actually, Galang could have told Typhoon and Erna to enter his room. However, at this time Galang was unable to think clearly, he immediately left his room with a face that looked expectantly anxious.

His footsteps stopped, as he looked at the face of the woman he had so longed for. That figure has undergone many changes. In the past, the woman had a slim body with a cheerful and young face. Straight hair, a jet black color that is often braided in two. But now, the woman standing in front of him looked more contained. Her face still looks beautiful, although it has begun to wrinkle around the eyes of the woman. His hair was different, which used to be often braided in two, now in a neat bun, and also looks white glint on the sidelines of hair that is still black.

Their views meet. No words were spoken, only Galang walked slowly closer to Erna who was trying to smile at her.

"E-erna..?"

Galang rubbed his face with a huff. He tries to wake himself up when he is not dreaming right now.

"Mas" Sapa Erna.

Galang's hands trembled, tears began to float in his eye peluk. Then, he looked at the silent Typhoon right beside Erna.

"Top?" Her muttering.

Typhoon smiled and grabbed Galang's hand. Then, kiss the back of the hand of the man who has blood on his body.

"Yes. eventually.." Galang took a long breath.

"Please go to my room" she said, guiding Erna and Typhoon to her room. While in front of many of his men, Galang behaved normally. He was very resistant to want to hug Erna as much as possible. Therefore, he invited Erna and Typhoon to speak privately in his room.

"Mas Kapolda?" Erna asked, as they walked down the hallway leading to Galang's room.

"Yes" Galang smiled and nodded.

When he arrived in front of his room, Galang opened the door of the room and allowed Erna and Typhoon to enter. He ordered his men to provide drinks for Typhoon and his mother.

"Please sit down" said Galang.

"Thank you, sir" said Erna, and she sat down on the red sofa in the room.

He kept staring at Erna. However, he could not take a second's glance from the figure of Erna whom he loved so much. If there were no Typhoon there, maybe Galang had hugged Erna tightly and cried while hugging the woman who was so great to plunge love in her.

"How are you?" Ask Galang who looks so awkward.

"Good thanks,"

"I am sorry for the passing of Mr. Amoroso" said Galang with the end of a blocked voice.

"Thank you" said Erna.

Typhoon continues to pay attention to the figure of Galang who looks once being misbehaved.

"Oh yeah, To-to-typhoon.it's big, definitely don't remember Om.. Um first..." Not finished Galang berbasas, his speech was cut by Typhoon.

"Dad, I already know," said Typhoon.

Galang was speechless, his eyeballs slightly enlarged as he returned the Typhoon's gaze. Then, he looked at Erna in disbelief.

"E-erna, what's up?" Ask Galang.

At that time the Typhoon also issued the results of DNA tests and also a will from Amoroso.

"Please read," the Typhoon invited Galang to read the letters he had placed on the table.

It took a few minutes, for Galang to read a letter from Amoroso which was referred to as a will. Then, he let out a long sigh after reading the letter from Amoroso. And now, he reached for the letter that was still in the torn envelope. He noticed the envelope logo and frowned.

"Hospital?" Her muttering. Then, he opened the DNA test results between Typhoon and Amoroso. At that moment his face looked surprised, but also looked so happy.

"So" he stared intently at the Typhoon. Then, he looked at Erna who was seen bowing her face deeply.

"My guess is right, I'm never wrong. Yes, Erna.. Cyclone my son!" Speak with excitement. Then, he looked back at the Typhoon sitting beside him. Typhoon was really like a betel in two with him.

"My son, Typhoon," he said, hugging the Typhoon tightly.

Just then, Typhoon smiled and returned Galang's embrace. But Erna cried as much as she could when she saw the beautiful sight.

"I'm never wrong! You are my son. From the time I always admitted you, there was no doubt that you were my biological child. O God, thank you, you have found me with my biological child," said Galang who was unceasingly grateful, after knowing the info is valid if he was the father of Typhoon.

Galang took off his arms from the Typhoon and stared every inch of his nearly 33-year-old son's face.

"My little baby, my son, my soul mate." Tears kept flowing down his cheeks. Then, he hugged the Typhoon tightly.

"Allah, Allah, at last. Allah Akbar.. Allah Akbar.." He continued to praise the greatness of the Lord who gave all his prayers.

After that, Galang approached Erna who continued to cry in her chair. Then, he knelt before Erna, and grabbed both of Erna's hands and clasped them tightly.

"Erna, I miss you so much. Don't you remember, if my love was only for you and my promise? To this day, that love never goes out. I still love you. Why did you never meet me when I asked you to meet? Has your love been extinguished to me?"

Erna shook her head, then she ventured to gaze into Galang's two eyeballs, which were staring at her so deeply.

"I'm sorry, I used to feel, it's quite a mistake we've made. I never saw you again, because I really wanted to repent. Ask about my feelings..."

Erna stopped her speech, then she looked at Typhoon who was staring at her and Galang.

"I still love you so much. It's just.... Is this not just a story of the past? what am I supposed to do?" Inner Erna.

"What Erna? Tell me." Pinta Galang's.

"I don't know, it's just that my life is now only for my beloved children. I'm just here to keep my promise to Amoroso. And also.. It's already when the Typhoon knows you mas,"

Galang looks disappointed with Erna's words.

"Oh, so.." Galang sighed and released his hand from Erna's hand. Then, he sat back on his stool and pensive there.

"Oh yes mas, Typhoon followed in your footsteps to become the son of the State," said Erna who tried to break the silence between them, after a few minutes they were silent.

Galang raised his face and smiled proudly. Then, he looked at the Typhoon closely.

"really?" Ask Galang.

The cyclone nodded and smiled at Galang.

"You kept your promise. When I was leaving, you said you wanted to be like Baba."

"Pig?" Ask Typhoon.

"Yes, you used to call me Baba, and I like you to call me that."

"Can I still call Baba?" Ask Typhoon.

Steadied, slowly etched a smile on his lips. Then, he nodded quickly.

"Highly recommended!" Her speech. Then he hugged the Typhoon.

Somehow he painted his happy feelings. Today was the day he felt free, feeling like breaking from a long fast. Longing that continues to be limited by the solidity of the wall that is blocking. Now, the wall collapsed on itself. After a long time he tried to tear it down, even he was getting tired of the word "trying" to break down all the barriers between himself, Erna and Typhoon.

"Lord my son, from this moment on, let Baba make up for all the time that has been wasted all this time" he whispered.