Milky

Part. 104

The ripples of water no longer attract in the ears, the gentle gusts of the wind no longer give a cool feeling, the rustling of tree leaves make the entire body bristling. Tightening his muscles his body swallowed even a bit of fatigue.

The bruising on the throbbing cheeks made him grimace feeling the soreness from the torn inner flesh. Salty taste mixed with fishy smell seeped he could not throw away. Revan stood staring regretfully at the figure of the young man who was at the peak of anger.

"I'm sorry, Bima. I really don't know if that girl is your lover. I think he's lying because he never said the man he used to call. I really don't know. Please, I'm sorry. I don't want our brotherhood to just crumble, Bima. Will you forgive me! Please!" please Revan.

His face was clear, his manic exuded earnestness of the words he said, but Bima refused to believe. At least until Revan actually finished his speech.

"Sorry, not the cave don't want your apologies, but what you did just really made the cave trust disappear that way. Don't try to see your nose in front of the cave until you realize what you're doing is wrong!" kecam Bima while pointing firmly Revan's face that experienced bruising on the left cheek. Traces of dried up blood still lingered there.

Bima doesn't care, he embraces Khaira's shoulder and invites her home after taking the girl's laundry. Bima's gaze crossed as she crossed her cousin. Brother and sister are the same.

Revan restored hair, his hands rubbed the corners of the lips that felt stiff because of the scars of Bima's punch.

"Damn!" He cursed many times, "why should Bima? Why not someone else? Oh my God .. Why should Bima? WHY?!" frustrated scream.

Revan roared, in that quiet place he was alone with all his sorrow. Regret the life God created for her. So complicated. If not Bima, he will continue to fight will not retreat until getting the heart of the idol.

However, this was Bima, a cousin who had just met after twenty years of disappearing. There is no way he will compete if Bima already knew Khaira long before he returned to his homeland.

He left the river in shaky steps, tears streaming down his cheeks. Revan slammed the car door strongly. He was defeated before the war.

While Bima, take Khaira to his house. Welcomed with an anxious look Mother saw the situation of the princess only wayangnya.

"Fra! What's wrong with you, son? Why is it like this?" asked Khaira's mother while looking through the princess' body.

Khaira glanced at Bima who was silently staring before answering the question from her mother.

"So Ara fell, Mom. Accidentally slipped in the river while carrying laundry. Lucky Brother Bima came.

He bowed his head, inwardly apologizing for again lying to his mother. However, it must be how, it was also impossible for him to say that there was someone who intended to harass him in the river.

"Oh .. O Allah, it's okay. What matters is that you're okay. Now change your clothes," said Mother a little relieved after hearing the testimony of her daughter.

According to Khaira, he went to the room to change his clothes, while Bima led Mom to sit talking in the living room near his stall.

"Thank God there's nothing, ma'am. It's just that lately there is indeed a lot to do," said Bima with a bad taste that envelops her heart. What's again?

"Thankful ... A few days ago a young man who looked like a rich man from his clothes came to the house and proposed to my daughter. What about Nak Bima?" ask Khaira's mother to find out how Bima feels about her daughter.

The young man was a little surprised to hear it, the heart answered no, but verbally unable to speak directly. He plays his fingers on the table. Move restlessly looking for the right answer.

"Mmm .. I don't know. It depends on Khaira herself. All the answers are with your son." Bima fell silent again, the face that had lifted was back down. The restlessness and uneasiness are haunting.

The middle-aged woman before him smiled, all the feelings that were in the youngster's heart were clearly visible on the look on his face. He understood, there was jealousy in his heart.

"Khaira herself was confused, saying that she was waiting for someone to come to propose to her. But when you ask, who and when? He never answered. So, according to Nak Bima, do we have to wait for him to come or accept a proposal that is certain?" mother Khaira continued, adding more anxiety in the heart of Bima.

Wanted to say, but his parents just didn't know about Khaira. Bima ventured to look up, looking at the misty bead seeds in front of her.

"What do you think if I proposed to Khaira?" bima asked with a definite view also the belief that he arranged in his heart.

A few moments quiet. The two were both silent, affirming each other's hearts about the choices at hand.

"But-"

"I know, I'm not as handsome as the man who came to propose to Khaira. I'm not as rich as he is, or about education as possible .. I'm still in college, but I don't worry I'll take full responsibility for Khaira's life, I will work hard like Babeh in meeting all of Nyak's needs. Whatever I will do is important all halal and make him happy" said Bima with high confidence.

There has been no response from the middle-aged woman, making her misgivings and warning her heart of rejection because social problems are usually a barrier. He remains unpretentious, still claiming to be the son of God and Tina because for him, sincerity will not look at the social status they have.

Rich or poor are all the same. Treasures can be sought, but a sincere heart is hard to have. Behind a wall, the girl smiled at the proposal that Bima said plainly. In fact, I was just testing how the young man felt.

After a long moment of silence made Bima devastated by heartbreak, Mother Khaira laughed a little. It managed to jerk Bima's subconscious, he fiercely looked up at the confused mother-in-law's future.

"Thank you, that's all I wanted to hear. Okay, I'll be waiting for the official proposal. I'm happy at the end Nak Bima admitted also Nak Bima's feelings. I'm sure, in the hands of Nak Bima, the only child of the mother will get happiness. Thank you," said the middle-aged woman again with a smile.

"Aamiin's." Bima and Khaira welcomed together the prayer that his mother said. Bima smiled happily, while Khaira lowered her timid face.