Me And The Stars

Chapter 45 The great storm

Latitudinal

Three months passed.

I ate the rain stubs that came down to earth from the afternoon. I was just pecking in front of the glass window on the second floor of Riana's mama's house. My eyes and nose are red and I don't even care anymore.

I don't know how many tears are running down my cheeks. The sudden incident this afternoon made my world feel turned upside down. Separating me from my soul mate. Forcibly taking her without even being able to hug her first. I miss you, Mom.

I elus my big stomach that had felt moving because of the actions of twin fetuses in it. It seemed like they also felt the uneasiness and sadness that I felt.

During these three months, we have been through a lot. Starting from the arrival of om Bram and aunt Hana to our house.

"Please adopt Zoya Lin, Tar. Lift him up as your son." Aunt Hana begged us. Makes me and Akhtar can only look at each other

"Zoya's our son Ma, he's just like the stars." Akhtar assured them that there was nothing different about our treatment of Bintang and Zoya.

"Make him your legitimate son in the eyes of the law through the decree of the Tar court." Om Bram pleaded. "He needs protection after we're gone. We're leaving Zoya to you. You're the only ones we trust" he continued.

And finally we agreed to Bram's request to raise Zoya as our son. Process by process we passed until a month ago Zoya legally became our son.

Then after that, several times someone terrorized our house. Start a canned letter that is thrown and hit the window of the room. Strangers trying to pick up children at school.

I don't know who's behind all this. But we reported it to the authorities.

Mas Akhtar hired a security guard to stand guard for 24 hours. Me and the kids have to be taken wherever we go.

I wiped my tears back. The instant hijab I was wearing was wet. However, I have no intention of replacing it.

I took a picture of my husband on the nightstand, his picture with a toga and his smile was perfect. I wiped the glass surface of that frame. And managed to awaken memories with him.

"I've prepared a name for our son. You can choose, baby. El Nath, Aldebaran, Adara, Bellatrix, Shaula, Alhena, Izar, Ankaa, or Aludra." Mas Akhtar wrote those names on blank paper.

I looked at the writing, "what a strange name is it?"

"That is some of the names of the 96 brightest stars that can be observed from the earth with the naked eye, Lin."

Tears are back. Mas, come back quickly. My kids and I need you.

Cekleek...

The sound of the door opening, I turned my head and it was Sora who came in. I looked back at the window. "Sister, let's eat first." Sora walked over. "Kasian the twin sister. Think of them." Sora caressed my stomach.

I'm staring. His face looked pale with eyes that were also puffy. "R...." I cried again in his arms. Spilling all the sadness.

"Sora is sad too, brother. Everyone is trying, brother. Brother eat yes, kasian kak Akhtar must always think big brother." Sora stroked my back.

For the sake of the children and you, I must be strong, Mas. I have to be patient and for sure we can get through this together.

I finally ate in my room. Sora. "Sister don't be sad, Sky, Om Reza, Papa, and everyone is trying. Brother has to be strong here. We pray, brother. Star and Zoya also need a sister."

I returned to wipe away the tears. "Mother's home Ra?"

"Not brother. Mom and Dad are calming the kids. The star was crying, brother. And even more Zoya. Aunt Citra is still here."

"Sister rest yes, it's nine o'clock in the evening. Or who will you be with?" Ask Sora.

I just need my husband Sora. I need him. I need your brother. Inner me crying.

"Bring the kids here, Ra. I'm going to sleep with them."

***

After replacing the black robe and hijab used by Kak Lintang this afternoon. I went back downstairs to see things. Mama cried in silence, sister Lintang busy calming children with aunt Citra.

I repeatedly checked the situation of the Latitude who never took my eyes off the window. I don't know what's interesting there. The empty gazes and endless tears described the deep wounds he was feeling.

A large sweeter belonging to Akhtar's brother attached to his body dispelling the cold temperature. It seems like the universe is mourning with us too. Because the rain did not stop this afternoon.

I'm grateful there's a woman who loves you this big, brother. However, why is your path so winding. Making Akhtar must be pushed into the deepest abyss. Brother, hurry back. My sister-in-law needs you.

Aunt Lena has persuaded Lintang many times to eat. But it didn't work either. The woman who was holding the six months always refused.

I removed her big belly and I persuaded her as best I could. The eyes never dry. Wiped, but dripping again. He nodded again, and dripped again. Even in my arms she was sobbing again.

O God, this great storm is coming soon.

I did bribe him, but also shed tears with him. Just a few mouthfuls, but enough to fill his empty stomach. I told him to rest. Kak Lintang is now sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Bring the kids here, Ra, I want to sleep with them." Said me.

Door opened.

The sky, and Om Reza came in followed by the others. The person we were waiting for. Especially the latitude. The good news means so much to us.

Kak Lintang directly hit his sister. Hugging that athletic body for a while. Then break the embrace. Kak Lintang holds both shoulders of Heaven. Shower him with many questions.

"How's deck!"

"Can't!"

"Have you got any evidence?"

"Where is Mas Akhtar?" His eyes searched within the crowd.

"So don't want him!"

"So don't want him to Deck."

"So don't want him Lang!! You heard the sky! Brother wants him. Take him home!." Voice's up.

"Sister, calm down brother. Kasian the twins." The sky calms the latitude.

"Give back Lintang's husband, Dad!"

"Bring him home!"

"Mas Akhtar wasn't wrong, Pa." Kak Lintang looked at papa's face. Mama and Aunt Lena are closing in on Kak Lintang.

The body of the Lintang sag slowly slumped down. But before sitting on the floor, om Reza managed to catch and lead him to sit on the bed.

"Lin, patient boy!" Hugs were given to her by Reza.

"Dad has to believe, Dad."

"Mas Akhtar is not wrong, huh!" His voice began to weaken.

"Lintang's husband is slandered."

"Mas Akhtar was framed."

"Mas Akhtar is not a murderer!" And Lintang was unconscious.