Milky

Part. 123

"Why did you come here yourself, son? In fact, I was just about to take you and introduce you to Aisyah's mother." Razka looked at the young man before her. His lips formed a smile despite being thin. The bead is narrowed to block the sunlight that forces it through the cornea.

They were sitting on a park bench, both of them. While others gathered on large mats preparing food for their lunch together in the park.

Bima lowered her face, her heart was interested in following Revan's steps until she forgot to ask permission first to her father and Ayra.

"Revan asked me, Dad."

"Dad was looking for you, but you disappeared with Revan. I thought you guys were going to spend some time together because I heard you were friends since you were kids. Turns out ...." Razka smiled as she shook her head. Wrong thud.

Bima raised his face, he smiled awkwardly when his manic collided with Razka's.

"Mother Aisyah is very beautiful. This park describes how her beauty when living even when it is no longer in this world. She left her beauty to Sister, if I could have known her ...."

Then there will be no Nasya or me in this world. Bima continued his words in heart.

Had my Aisy been alive, you might never have been in this world. Razka also muttered in her heart, continuing the sentence that Bima cut. He smiled, rubbing Bima's damp hair because of the sunlight.

No matter what his destiny was now, he was already very grateful and happy. Moreover, blessed with an extraordinary child like Bima. What else is lacking in his life? Everything he wanted he had obtained, just waiting for an unknown time.

"Just pray that he is calm in nature. I'm proud of you, Baim. Both of your parents were amazing. I'm not sorry that you've been taken care of them. Instead, I am very grateful to both of them for successfully making this father's son 'the person' as they want." Razka patted Bima on the shoulder before grabbing the young man into an embrace.

There was nothing he regretted about every incident that happened to his life. All there is wisdom contained in it, there are lessons to be taken from every tragedy that befalls. God will not test his people without the best solutions and the best results.

Bima smiled, he buried his face on Razka's shoulder feeling the warmth of the old man's touch.

Uhuk-uhuk!

Bima took off a hug when Razka suddenly coughed violently. Lately his health is easily disturbed. Maybe because the age factor that began to undermine the health of the father little by little. Just like a God who is also easily sick.

"Dad's okay?" ask Bima worriedly. He doesn't know what to do. Amidst her cough, Razka raised her hand as a gesture that she was fine.

Bima massaged the chest of the father unraveled the feeling of tightness and pain due to a cough that suddenly attacked. Slowly, the tightness decreases. Razka's breath began to normalize.

"Is Dad okay?" Again asked to confirm the condition of the father.

"Dad's fine. You know, kid .. Lately, I've been dreaming about Aisyah's late mother. There was nothing he said, just smiling and looking at Dad and then going back. She looks happy, her face is radiant, her beauty is shining. Maybe he was relieved that his daughter was getting married soon" Razka said.

He turned forward, staring at the clouds in the sky. A bright day, as bright as the bride-to-be there. Bima was down, a bad feeling suddenly came. About the father who is currently smiling. Perhaps on the clouds there, he saw Mother Aisyah smiling towards him.

"Dad, why did you tell me that? I'm sure, Dad didn't tell Mom about this" Bima said.

Razka severed her gaze from the sky and lowered her head before she looked at her son who was waiting for an answer.

"Because you're a man. Father's only son. After Father's departure, then the task of protecting them will turn to you. You'll be in charge of looking after them after Dad's departure. Do you want to promise this old man that he will take good care of all three and protect them from evil people, especially our little girl?" razka stared expectantly at her only son.

The gaze that Bima made was difficult to interpret Razka. I don't know what he's thinking, which is certain Razka saw a radiance of sadness in his manic that was as dark as night.

Bima looked down, her breathing felt heavy as she did. His head was shaking weakly, his lips were shaking he was folding. Honestly, Bima was sad to hear the words of the father who had not long known him.

"I don't know, Dad. I don't know because I honestly still need Dad to be able to guide me. I still need Dad's advice, I still need Dad's hug. I still need Dad very much. How could I, who still desperately needed this father, bear such a heavy burden on my shoulders?" Bima's cry broke out, imagining separation after a while of meeting, his heart was unable to.

Razka wiped the tears in her eyes, she herself did not deny still wanting to be with the new son she knew. If God had indeed been generous to him by allowing him to live longer to see Bima, then he would have been very grateful for it. If death comes soon, what can it be? Because what is in the world is just a deposit.

Razka hugged her son again, she wanted to be with him longer before time separated.

"There is still a God Babeh that you can ask for his advice. It's the same, isn't it? He's been with you longer than Dad. Don't cry, I'm sure your son is a strong man. I'm proud of you, son. Ibrahim my son" he said, ending the kiss on the top of the head of the young man who was still crying in his embrace.

There is no reason from Bima, only a close embrace he did on the body that feels frail. Is time so cruel? Separating the boy and Dad who just met and got to know each other not long ago.

"Oh, don't cry. This is a conversation between men. The women there don't need to know about this. You want to promise this to your father?" Razka.

Bima parsed the embrace, wiping the tears in the eyes. Long he looked at the manic of the father, dive into the love that man gave for him even though he was not long together.

"I promise, Dad. I promise as Father's son, as Pratama's son. I promise," he said firmly, but quivering. Razka smiled with satisfaction. He patted his son's shoulder proudly.

"But before that, will you fulfill my one wish?"