Milky

Part. 100

Ringisans, moans, and hisses that sounded unable to penetrate the dim senses of the young man who was still controlled by the flames of anger. The flames lick from the dark bead that has always seemed calm and peaceful.

This time, there was only grudge and hatred in sight. His entire life was interrupted when both of his foster parents were humbled. They are everything, very precious for the life of Bima. Protecting their good name is their responsibility. Anyone who dared to step on the self-esteem of the two, then he will install a body to protect it.

"Dear it! Stop, Son! You don't need to be like this. He's your cousin!" Razka's voice bounced off her son's eardrum.

Akmal looked claustrophobic, his face reddened pitifully. Water falls every time his eyes are closed.

"Male! Stop, Bim. You're my best friend, he's my brother, Bima. He's your cousin too!" Revan holding Bima's still strong arm raised Akmal's jaw.

There was no sound heard from him, only the sound of clashing teeth signifying his emotions were still peaking.

"Down my son, please! She's ill. Please!" please Emilia with tears rising in the river. Beside him Fahru joined in crying while holding the body of the wife who drooped limp.

"Bima Brother! Conscious, Brother. Listen to our voices, brother. Does anger make you deaf? Brother Bima, please listen to us!" please Nasya hugged the young man's body from behind.

He cried as he pleased, the circle of his hands on Bima's body strengthened, hoping that the emotions in his chest evaporated and disappeared without a trace.

However, Bima seemed to be deaf. His gaze was nudging, raining stubborn men in his clutches.

"Do you know how valuable they make caves? To the extent that you low them. For life, the cave keep their hearts so as not to hurt, but you want to talk carelessly about Babeh cave. They are more valuable than the treasure you have. Denger!" hardik Bima with a look in the eye struck a frightened Akmal bead.

Bugh!

The weak body fell on the ground, grimacing as it tried to move. Honey, the pain caused by his buttocks hit the ground, making him unable to stand. He inched backwards as Bima removed Nasya's circle of hands and stepped closer.

"Don't, Son!" Razka pulled out her son's hand, the young man's steps halted. Her net fluttered at Akmal's figure that was like a mouse in a corner.

"Dad please, listen to me. Listen to us, son. Easy, darling. Calm yourself, calm your heart, Ibrahim. Read Istighfar, son, so that your heart may be at ease. Read, Ibrahim!" pinta Razka was softly very close to her ear.

He said softly leading Bima to chant the sentence istighfar in the heart. Bima's hunting breath, began to decrease. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath filling his depleted lungs with air. Continuing to throw it away slowly calmed his heart.

Bima opened her eyelids, once again she looked at Akmal before turning to face him. His blackened face, slowly returning to normal. His dark eyes regained the peace that had been lost a while ago.

"Silence, Ibrahim. Thank you, thank you, son." Razka hugged her son's body. Gave a soft pat on the boy's back. Bima also felt calmer, especially when she felt the warm touch of Razka who hugged her.

"Thank you, Dad. Sorry," he said.

Emilia runs with Fahru to Akmal, who is still huddled on the ground. The middle-aged woman hugged her son's body while sobbing, sad and relieved because Bima did not make him seriously injured.

"You're fine, honey. Does it hurt?" emilia asked as she touched her son's reddened jaw. Bima's fingerprints are clearly printed there. Emilia is getting hysterical, but she can't blame Bima.

"I warned you before to keep your attitude, brother. You're over-assessing yourself, you're forgetting who you really are" circus Revan calmly said.

Bima took off Razka's embrace, her ears had returned to normal. Their voices were clearly heard making him feel guilty for having gone out of control.

Razka took it off, letting the young man solve the problem he had created. Bima stepped closer to that one family. His gaze implied the guilt that was lodged in his heart.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for what just happened. I .. I can't control my emotions. Please, forgive me, Uncle, Aunt." Bima ducked down, hiding her pitiful face.

He was truly sorry for always being defeated by anger. Both of his hands clenched, resisting the turmoil of the crumbling taste. This time, a pitiful emotion was taking hold of him.

"I just can't hear my two foster parents being humbled. They're precious to my life, they're very meritorious in taking care of me." He sighed before continuing, "sorry, Uncle. Sorry, Aunty. I'm sorry, Akmal. I hope you no longer demean them or anyone whose status is below yours because everyone has a self-esteem that they take good care of."

Bima reached out to front of Akmal's face, his body slightly bent for Akmal to reach the hand he held out. That guy, looks agitated. His grimacing face still looked in pain.

Slowly he lifted his face, looking at Bima who smiled warmly at him. In his heart, he admitted that Bima is a responsible person and takes great care of himself.

Akmal extended his hand to welcome Bima's hand. Bima slowly pulled the body to stand face to face. It grabbed him without hesitation.

"Sorry, I'm out of control. I'm sorry," said Bima slowly.

"I'm also sorry, for all my attitude. I'm sorry, too," said Akmal, who regretted his actions.

Razka and Nasya smiled with relief. The girl hugged the father, dropping her head on the old man's shoulder. Similarly, Emilia and Fahru, both touched because Bima easily apologized without hesitation and shame.

Revan himself, still behaving normally just it feels still can not believe if Bima is his cousin. Son of his own uncle. It's really a surprise. Something he never expected before.

Bima broke down the embrace, again stepping closer to Emilia and Fahru. He covers both.

"Please forgive me, Auntie, I hurt your son on purpose. I'm sorry too, Uncle, for not being able to control emotions" Bima said earnestly. He bowed his head in respect to his two best friend's parents.

Emilia pulled Bima's body into a hug. The crying that he did this time was because of the haru feeling that enveloped his heart. How proud Emilia was of him.

Bima took turns apologizing and hugging Fahru.

"Come, come in first, brother! rest inside, we talk over tea" Emilia told Razka.

The man nodded while following the steps the host entered.

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Thank you for arriving in episode one hundred. Hello friends loyal readers Bima, may still remain faithful in the story Bima, yes. Warm regards from author Bima. Aisy Hilyah's. Love you all ....