Milky

Part. 126

Darkness is dominating the night. The moon looks beautiful with stars dancing around it. The weekend gathering ends with a discussion about Ayra and Briant's wedding to be held in Razka's old residence. Namely, in the house occupied by Emilia and her family.

Red clover poking on both sides of Ayra's smooth cheeks, her smile on her back sweetly shadowed the figure of the man who was always ready to protect her from childhood.

"What is Brother now? Is it the same as me?" he mumbled slowly while rolling around in his own bed.

"I don't think I'll be married soon." He turned around in a sloping position. His hands clenched a small figura mounted on top of the bedside nightstand.

A smiling photo of Aisyah holding herself as a baby. His thumb rubbed the photo slowly. The longing that never got out of his heart, increasingly erupted when he looked closely at the face of the mother's ayu.

"Mother, I'm getting married soon. May you be happy, Mother. I hope God will let you see me later on that sacred day. I love you, Mother." He held the figura in his chest. Both of his eyes were closed to live in a world where he could hold the mother.

Unknowingly drowsiness attacks make the petals powerless to defend. Closed slowly and drifting in the infinite dreamland.

In another room, their little girl had fallen asleep. Clutching a caterpillar doll-shaped bolster, he looked calm.

In their parents' room, the two middle-aged were still discussing about Ayra's marriage. Lying on top of each other's complaints gives a warm feeling to each of the bloodstream.

"I don't think the daughter I raised is now an adult. Soon she will get married and her responsibilities will change hands with her husband. It seemed, just yesterday I accompanied her to school in kindergarten," said Aulia as she buried her face in Razka's chest.

His heart rippled, a moment of sadness was present uninvited. The shadow of the little Ayra who had always been sweet and spoiled towards him was struck in the mind. His adult attitude when he got into trouble, he can still remember clearly. Ayra's independent son never troubled anyone.

Razka gently brushed her hair, giving a warm kiss to the woman's crown. Calm the woman who began to sob in his arms. Remember when Ayra called her Mom at the first meeting accidentally. Sweet and he likes it.

His tiny hand grip was still felt by Aulia until now. That warm feeling was still flowing all over the surface of his skin. Mother's call for the first time she heard it was not from the child she was born with, but from a child she did not even know.

"What are you crying about, baby? Ayra was an adult, she had already determined for herself on whose shoulder she would lean on. As people know, we just have to pray for the best for their lives. I'm sure Briant is the man in charge of his wife. Just like Rendy, who was willing to leave Emilia for the sake of returning to his son and wife. But ... thank you, because all this time you've loved Ayra just as much as you loved Nasya. Thank you," Razka said with heartfelt feelings from the bottom of her heart.

"Why thank you, and I don't need it. A mother's love does not need a thank you let alone a reply. They are all my children, I love them including our new son. Don't say that anymore" he said with a face looking up at the pair of black irises as dark as the night sky in front of him.

Razka smiled, briefly tucking her lips before immersing the face in an embrace. His once spoiled little girl, was now in a crib. A thousand words of thanks he strands for someone who might be looking at him right now.

Aulia's presence changed everything. He and Aisyah have a special place in Razka's heart. Both are very valuable for the life of ordinary men who transformed into extraordinary. Both Aulia and Aisyah, both know who Razka was and how the man's life was before his identity was revealed.

Leaving Razka's house, in a modest residence inhabited by Bima, the three people were sleeping together. On top of a mattress they sleep sharing a place. It was fun, just like in the village they used to sleep together like that night.

Uhuk-uhuk!

The sound of coughing disturbed the calm of Bima's sleep. The eyebrows are clutched, but the petals are reluctant to open. Too lazy to move, sleep cradled his tired body after a day of playing.

Uhuk-uhuk!

"Dude!" call him in a loud voice. Bima sat up, rubbing her eyes to clarify her vision. He looked for the God around the bed.

The sound of coughing was heard again, Bima's eyes suddenly opened. He got up and went to the kitchen where the cough came from.

"God! Oh God!" he strangled when he found the God sitting leaning against the wall with fatigue.

Samar Bima saw the old hand clenched, something red sticking out from between his fingers. He crouched down before the God checking the condition of the old man's body.

"God! Babeh can still beat Bima, right? Babeh!" call Bima with her voice trembling.

"We're going to the hospital, Beh," he said as he positioned himself in front of the Gods.

"No need ... Babeh in the house," whispered the Lord. Bima refused, he placed both hands of God on his shoulders. He moved with the old body that was on his back. Luckily, he took home Razka's car.

"Bima wants to take Babeh to the hospital. Babeh's disease recurred, Nyak," said Bima with a slightly high tone of voice woke Tina who was still asleep.

Hearing that Tina's eyes immediately glared. He got up and wordlessly wearing a veil also grabbed his bag. Half-running he followed Bima into the car after locking the door of the house.

Panicked, Tina was fiercely sitting beside the God when she saw her husband who was exhausted in taking a breath.

"But! You kudu strong, Bang. We're going to the hospital. Hold it, Bang," said Tina following her soft sobs heard.

"Gua's okay, you don't have to cry, Tin. Cave dear ama lu, cave of love ama lu, Tin," racau God who increasingly unclear voice.

"Not to say anything, Bang. You don't have to say anything," Tina pinta as she clenched the body of the God tightly.

"Where's the cave boy, Tin? Where is Bima?" tanyanya was unconscious. Bima shook her head, her tears falling without her control.

His feet deepened on the gas pedal, wanting to get to the hospital soon.

"Bima's here, Beh. Bima's here!" His cry grew even more so, looking at the smiling, though painstakingly hard-pressed God.

"Why are you far from Babeh, Tong? You don't want to hug Babeh, what? Come on, Babeh kangen ama lu." It's getting less and less because of what comes out of the God's mouth.

Tina roared, fear running through her body. What's gonna happen that night?

Tires screeched in the hospital courtyard, Bima's thunders came out and hugged the Deity tightly before bringing him in. Shouting for the medics while continuing to hold the old body. The gods were immediately taken to the IGD room to get treatment.

"God!"