Milky

Part. 29

Bima glanced at the circular clock on her wrist, remaining thirty minutes before the lesson time began. He darted like the wind, fearing nothing. Overtaking multiple vehicles with great self-control.

Tires squeaked as the streetlight turned red, waiting with the other vehicles in the front row. Beside him a black sedan was waiting.

Degh's!

Bima held onto her left chest which suddenly beat. Squeezing it a little stronger reduces the existing tightness.

What is the heart of this cave? Suddenly sesek. What a cave feeling, huh? Weird really.

There is something that draws him to look for things that he himself does not know. His sight fell on the car beside him. The black colored glass makes Bima unable to see who is in it.

A familiar face was faintly seen on the glass. A beautiful girl with a head covered in hijab, inside there, turned her head towards him. No smiles, look at the two in silence. Bima's face covered with a helmet made her unrecognizable.

Who her? Why does the heart of the cave feel deket ama tu girl?

Bima muttered. His gaze was not distracted until the sound of a horn struck him. He wavered, glancing at the street lights that had changed color. The car had darted ahead, Bima spurred his iron horse following.

Bima subconsciously followed where the car was going. Intrigued by the girl in it that attracted his heart.

"Why is that bike following us?" ask one of the hijab girls sitting in the back seat. He looked back suspiciously at Bima who was trailing.

The driver glanced at the middle spy. "Who? You knew him?" Asking after seeing the truth for yourself. Bima followed and drove the motor side by side with the car. His head repeatedly glanced at the car, precisely to the rear window of the car.

"Don't we just get to this town? There's no way we have a friend, Dad," said the other.

"Hurry up the car, Dad! He may be a criminal" he asked again. Suspicion turned into fear as Bima unceasingly turned her head towards him.

Why do caves really want to hit this car, anyway? Wonderful cave! His heart was endlessly muttering in wonder.

"... jeez! Cave class!" Bima squealed to himself, speeding up the speed of his motorbike leaving the car he was tailing. Remembering his duties as a student, he did not want to be left behind. Remembering the message of Tina and the Gods, he wanted to study diligently.

"He's gone." The girl kept her body away from the window.

"Huh ..great!" The older brother chimed in while dropping his back on the back of the chair with both hands folded.

"Do you know her, baby?" ask the woman who is no longer young at the wheel.

The driver shrugged both shoulders. However, there was something familiar in his heart.

"But why do I feel .. I feel like I know him. My heart was beating strongly when I saw it earlier," said the woman beside him. He moved uneasily, like finding something that had been long lost.

"Maybe it's just your feelings, baby. No, don't think about it. It was just a young boy who happened to pass by." The driver responded.

Aulia turned her head quickly, confirming the location of her glasses that were about to fall down while doing so in a hurry.

"You ... too?" Don't know what to say. His eyes glanced at Ayra who was dumbstruck without a word. This time, she did not feel the same way as her mother and sister.

He shook his shoulders to answer the question Aulia asked through her eyes. Aulia sat back in her position, neutralizing the suddenly suffocating breath felt. Razka who was driving glanced at it for a moment. He did not refuse, his heart also felt what Aulia and Nasha felt. Only, he did not want to be too swept away in that unfamiliar taste.

Silent. No more voices, all drifting in each other's minds. Nasya and Aulia with confidence knew the young man earlier. Razka tries to shake off the sense that comes, and Ayra is confused with her own mind.

"Dad, is Revan's house big? Bigger than our house?" tanya Nasya broke the silence. The silence that was originally created, slowly evaporated restored the warmth that was during the exit from the village they felt.

Razka smiled, she is no longer young now. Her hair that had been bleached became the hallmark that she had started to age. Dimples on the cheeks are more clearly visible because the skin is already sagging.

"You'll see it later. Just hold your curiosity until we get there," Razka said, glancing at her youngest daughter a little.

"Mother, are we going to stay here? Am I going to college in this town? Brother how?" His chatty words did not stop to ask. For the sake of expelling the uneasiness in his heart.

"Sister will take care of Grandma's boutique in this city," said Ayra greeted head nod by Nasya.

"God willing we will stay here because we are from this city. I took you all away for one reason" Razka said. He glanced at Aulia a glance before refocusing his gaze forward.

Nasya never knew about Ibrahim. He never knew if he had a brother who went missing somewhere. Razka and Aulia accidentally do not tell it because they no longer want to remember about Ibrahim and the incident he fell into the abyss. Those memories have always been the worst nightmare of their lives.

Nasya smiled, hoping inwardly that this city would be the last they would stop by and would never move again. He glanced at Ayra who put up the earphones with her eyes closed. Calm and relaxed are not disturbed at all.

"Did you ever live in this town before we moved?" ask the two people in the front seat.

"Your brother was born in this city, dear, because the late Mother of Big Brother came from this city. You were brought here when Grandpa and Grandma died. It's just that you were a toddler at the time" Aulia explained with a smile.

About Nasya and Ayra who are different Mother, he already knew it when he asked Ayra's face did not look like Aulia.

Nasya mangut-mangut understood. He no longer asked, choosing to look at the window propping up his chin with one hand.

Brother Bima!

Remembering Bima when she touched something she was wearing around her neck. The necklace that Bima lent him when he was a child.

Brother where now? Why leave without giving word? Does your brother remember me?

He continued muttering in his heart, holding the pendulum necklace initialed B with all the longing in his heart. He never forgets about Bima, in the heart always hope to meet again wherever he is.

I hope we'll see each other again. I miss Brother.