Milky

Part. 108

This house is bigger than the house Nyak ama Babeh, but more comfortable living there. What is Nyak ama Babeh baek-baek, huh?

Bima muttered after occupying the room that Ayra showed. On a large bed, the room is twice as big as his in the house of God, also cool because it uses air conditioning. It was very different from the old house he was in.

"Well, what was Babeh again, huh? What's sleeping yet?" His grave muttered again. Unceasingly his mind floated on the two elderly he had left at home. His hands weigh the device. Wanted to contact the Gods, but was afraid of disturbing their deep sleep.

"May Nyak ama Babeh sleep well cave dwellin." Bima stretched facing the ceiling of the room nuanced black white like a chess game. He likes, masculine design is perfect for him.

I remember visiting the Razka restaurant this afternoon. A fairly large building with visitors who never deserted, so he heard. The waiters drove food and cleaned the dirty tables, so cool to see.

Not to mention a beautiful woman greeted them at the door of the restaurant acting as a receptionist. With a large salary enough to meet the needs of the family.

"Ara willy-nilly, yeah, cave bargain work there. Before becoming a grotto so," he muttered, remembering that Khaira was so hard to find a job after graduating from school.

"But the cave was afraid he was offended. Cave try, ah."

Bima scrolls through her phone screen looking for the name of Ara, the girl who managed to steal her heart. Honey, he hasn't dared to tell all the families.

Ra, you want to work, don't you?

Bima sent a short message to her girl. He was silent waiting for a reply.

Want, Brother. What job? Over where?

A reply from Ara.

At the restaurant, the salary is pretty good. If we're married, you don't have to work anymore. If you want to prepare the documents, you keep bringing them to the restaurant.

Thank God, yes, Brother, Ara would.

Entar grotto inter, yes, to his restaurant. Cave pick you up tomorrow abis college, yeah.

Yes, Brother.

The message continued with Bima asking many trivial things until Ara no longer replied because drowsiness struck.

Bima smiled, the censure of the device in the hand that still shows the messages of the dream of the heart. He is always longing, longing to meet him.

Bima tried to glance at the clock on the phone screen, almost midnight, but sleepiness never attacked. He tried to close his eyes, still reluctant to sleep. What was? Maybe because he's not usually far from Tina and the Gods. It was unusual to leave the two old men alone.

He rolled around by himself unconsciously sleeping too. Falling into the realm of beautiful dreams, lulled in a story that never reproaches.

The morning came, the sun was already present to replace the darkness of the night. Bima wore a sarong and cocoa that he brought from home because he did not know if in the house his clothes were available.

The voices from the kitchen piqued his interest. Oh ... jeez! Only Ayra knows if she's staying in that house. While the others, don't know about him that last night came.

Bima came out of the room, at the dining table had sat Razka and Nasya who were neat. While Aulia, was busy making breakfast for them. Ayra's? Where is he?

"Why just stand here? You don't want to join us at the dinner table?" reprimand Ayra who had just emerged from the room on Bima who was dumbstruck in the kitchen doorway noticed all her family.

"Good morning!" he said cheerfully as he pulled up the chair and sat on it.

No one said, Razka just nodded her head with a smile. Not yet realized there is Bima who is still standing behind her eldest daughter.

Ayra pulled the chair beside Razka sitting, also beside her. Coded Bima to sit there.

"Sit, Baim. We have breakfast together."

Uhuk-uhuk!

Clontang!

Razka who was sipping tea choked, Aulia dropped a spatula in her hand upon hearing Ayra's order for their son. Bima smiled awkwardly as the two turned their heads with widened eyes. He rubbed the wrong nape of behavior seeing the shock on the faces of both.

"Baim it!" exclaim both parents were compact.

"Bima Brother?" Nasya also felt surprised because he did not know if Bima was staying at his house.

"When did you come, son?" Aulia rushed over, Razka herself standing up from her chair.

The woman hugged the still standing young man. He pecked his right and left cheeks, and hugged him again. Bima grabbed the mother's hand, kissed her reverently. Alternately he did to Razka who also gave her a hug.

"Evening, Mother. I'm staying at home" Bima replied with her sweet smile. Who is not fascinated, dimples on the cheeks add good looks that God sculpts perfectly.

"Who opened the door for you, baby?" Aulia asked again, there was a slight annoyance because she did not know if her son was staying over.

"Daddy and Mom are asleep all night, I can't bear to wake up. After all, Baim asked me not to wake the house people because he wanted to rest immediately," Ayra timpal looked at them with a smile as usual.

"Yes already. Come sit down, son. We had breakfast together. Complete already the children's father today, breakfast will be more delicious eaten," Razka said while inviting Bima to sit together around the dining table.

The morning meal was almost the same as in the house of the Gods that Tina prepared with love and compassion. He thought they were going to have breakfast bread smeared with jam. Or a cup of warm milk with no stomach support.

The dining table seemed more radiant with the presence of Bima who filled the empty seats all this time. Simple food feels good if accompanied by extreme gratitude. No need for luxury, gratitude is enough to make everything feel beautiful and happy.

Now, Razka and Bima are sitting on the terrace, Aulia is still in the kitchen. Ayra has been picked up by her future husband, and Nasya is preparing to go to campus. Two cups of warm tea accompanied the morning of Father and son. Razka really feels perfect in life.

"Dad, it would be very happy if you could get together like this after Dad left later. Dad's heart will be at peace in nature there, you'll take the place of my duty to look after them, son. I believe you can do it" Razka said, breaking the silence between them.

Bima looked down, it was hard to part because she had just met. He still wanted to see them, still not quite devoted to both.

"I will pray that Father and Mother will be given long life, that I may have the opportunity to be devoted to Father and Mother." The sincere prayer that Bima said.

"Aamiin's."

Razka smiled when the two men met. Like this he wanted, morning accompanied by his son, chatting lightly about the problems of men.

"Mmc ... Dad, does your restaurant need employees?"