Milky

Part. 28

Stunned Tina saw the savings book following the ATM card Bima handed to her. His eyes glazed, all this time he always said he could not meet the needs of Bima. Both for school and for other needs.

However, the boy never even complained about the pocket money. Never asked even if he wanted to. Tina knew there were many desires in Bima's heart, but her son could always refrain from asking.

Bima smiled, holding the hand of Tina who held her savings book. In it was some money he had collected from wild races. Bima did it secretly, he did not want Tina and the Gods to feel anxious because of his actions.

However, last night proved that both parents knew, their silence made Bima aware of his mistake.

"This will Nyak ma Babeh. Bima does not want Babeh to work anymore, just use this money will need our days. Bima will replace Babeh as the backbone." Tina's face lifted, she looked at the baby in front with sadness.

The baby had grown up, it felt like just yesterday she was carrying him on the way home. Tina folded her lips, holding back the crying that burst out to the surface.

"Is this your savings? Where'd you get the money? What's the money you've been giving to you?" fawning Tina slightly trembled holding haru back.

The natural red sexy lips in front of her were still pulled to the side. Her manic exudes infinite love and love. He bowed deeply, the squeeze in Tina's hand slightly strengthened noticeably.

"Part of the money that Nyak Love, Bima save the rest to savings. Some of it .. ha-race results, Nyak," he said bluntly. Silent.

Tina opened her mouth slightly, there was a sense of disbelief as she heard it herself from the child's mouth. All this time, a lot of grapevine came, but he didn't care. He believed his son knew what he should and didn't do. Actually ....

"So really, you're racing wild on the streets?" tina asked with a clear vibrating tone. Followed by her tears that fell dripping onto the surface of Bima's skin.

Feeling the warm liquid sticking out of her skin, Bima raised her head and looked at Tina who was already crying.

"Sorry, Nyak. Maafin Bima's. Don't cry, Nyak. Don't cry!" her door approached Tina and rested at her feet. Dropped his head on the lap of the old woman. Tina shook her head, her eyes blank forward not knowing what to do.

"I don't think. All this time Nyak believes that you can be differentin which one you should be doing which one is not. Nyak also can't believe when the neighbors say you're racing wild on the streets. Coral, Nyak even horrified directly from your mouth. Disappointed in heart, Tong. From a small, Nyak can not see you hurt let alone kudu shadow you jatoh from the motor ... Nyak can't." Sobbing Tina while looking down.

Bima really felt guilty, on the lap of his old legs, he cried regretting everything. But everything has gone. Haven't. It's not too late to stop.

"Sorry Bima, Nyak. Bima promised not to repeat again, Bima will not race wild again. Bima promise, Nyak. Bima promise," he said with visible earnestness.

"Babeh buyin lu motor is not for racing, but for you to go there and come. Will lecture you so as not naek angkot, not hot-hot." He eases his crying.

"Sorry, Nyak."

Tina glanced at Bima in her lap, swept by the child's head made Bima look up. The beads were both wet staring. Tina asked him to stand up, hugged him immediately that old body.

"Udah, he said you have a clock on campus. Mending cepet departed," said Tina trying to toughen up and understand the desire of the young soul. Bima took off the hug.

He stared at Tina who moved up and left her in the kitchen. The sound of the closed door jolted Bima and made her immediately aware. He glanced at the savings book lying on the table even the contents were not seen by the woman. His heartache, but how else it's all his fault.

He rushed to Tina's room without bringing along a savings book. Leaving the book on the table, he did not want to take it again. His hand knocked on Tina's room door.

"Nay, don't be angry with Bima. If Nyak angry, who doain Bima so baek-baek outside the house. Bima does not want to go to college if Nyak's heart is angry. Bima wants to be here until Nyak's anger is done," said Bima banging slowly the door of his parents' room.

He put his cheeks on the door, crying without a sound. His eyes were red and slightly swollen in sight. Waiting for Tina to open the door and accept her apology.

Five minutes later, Tina silenced Bima. Disappointed, that one word now represents his feelings.

"Scan! Open the door, Bima apologize." The boy still heard the voice pleading. Tina, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, shed disappointment through crying. Not angry, just disappointed.

"Break it!" Bima's voice is increasingly hoarse and poignant, "kalo Nyak already do not want to see Bima .. ntu means Bima is no longer welcome in this house, and Bima must be aware. Do you want Bima Pegi from home?" That sentence sounded original, but it was enough to hit Tina's heart.

"Awas aja lu, Tong, pegi from home! Nyak won't excuse you!" ketus Tina finally replied. Bima's lips smiled, still waiting in front of the room hoping Tina would open the door.

There was a tap of steps approaching, the wider the smile on his lips. Before long the door opened, Bima immediately dropped to embrace her feet.

"Sorry Bima, Nyak. Bima nyesel, Bima won't race again. Milky promise. Don't frown, her beautiful tentar Nyak ilang. Bima does not want to lose the beautiful Nyak Bima," he said as he looked at Tina's bead pleading.

Smiling was also those old lips even though sadness was still visible in her manic. He asked Bima to rise, embrace the body of Bima.

"Just keep your promise. I believe in Nyak's son." Tina rubbed her son's back. He took off the hug. Both his hands went up and down stroking Bima's upper arm.

"Udah noon, you're late for campus. Bye, sono! Go!" tina. Bima grabbed his hand, grasped it, felt a warm touch that had always managed to make his heart calm.

"Nyak ... have not angry with Bima, right? I'm sorry, Bima, right? Bima needs Nyak prayer," asked Bima.

Tina nodded with a smile on her lips. Bima hugged him again, smiling at the relief of her heart. He broke down a hug, kissed Tina's hand before leaving.

"Bima's gone, Nyak. Assalamu'alaikum!"

"Wa'alaikumussalaam!" Tina also drove Bima forward. The young man looked handsome sitting on his motorcycle. His athletic body, clearly seen clad in navy colored t-shirts coated in a leather jacket.

"The savings book in the kitchen, Bima don't bring it!" he shouted while running the motor leaving the house. Tina nodded, then shook her head. He closed the door, returned to the kitchen to check Bima's savings book.

The opening of the book, the nominal money is not a little listed in the book. Greater than his own savings. How long has Bima been racing to make money that is not small. He must really save the money, it's for the future of Bima.