Milky

Part. 50

In that simple house, the roar of a woman echoed out. Screams full of wounds are heard on the world without hesitation and full of pain. Tones of disappointment flowed bitterly from his figure who was no longer young, afraid of something that had been confirmed his arrival.

Bima rushed into the house, hearing the sound of Tina's cry she burst into her parents' room.

"Scan?" His eyes widened, his heart pounding, finding Tina crying on the floor.

"Male! Please Babeh lu, he fainted." The old face was flooded with tears. Bima positioned herself on her back to the two of them.

"Taro Babeh on Bima's back, Nyak!" pinta Bima quickly. Slowly Tina placed the two hands of God on her son's shoulders. Bima pulled the powerless body of the God prepared to carry her.

"We're going to the hospital, Nyak!" he said again as he stood with the God behind his body. Tina took the wallet and grabbed the instant veil she always wore before catching Bima out of the house.

His legs were no longer agile when he ran. The bones in his body were fragile and frail, easily attacked by linu. He opened the rear car door, helping Bima put the body of God in it. Then she, who also entered, sat down with her husband.

Not wanting to delay any more time, Bima hastened to run the car to the hospital. Not wanting to be late, the bad feeling is never wrong when it comes to God and Tina.

Defense, Beh! Bima please!

His heart begged non-stop. She glanced at Tina who was hugging her husband's body behind while unceasingly shedding tears from her place. Bima added speed, overtaking several vehicles in front of him, he would stop only when the street light turned red.

Bima again raised the body of God after the car he parked in front of the hospital. Together Tina entered the lobby and shouted calling the medics.

"Doctor! Please my Babeh! Sister!"

Some nurses and doctors came in, some of them pushed the gurney. The god laid on it, the doctor checked for a moment and decided.

"Bring to the ICU, the patient has respiratory failure!" before turning to Bima and Tina.

"You can register in advance, while the patient will be handled immediately in the ICU room," he asked Bima with his hand pointing at the place that read the registration. The doctor glanced at the suit he was wearing, memorized with the logo on the right side of the suit.

"It is possible to follow the doctor, let Bima take care of everything" Bima told Tina. The old woman nodded obediently, vigorously swinging both legs trailing the doctor who first walked.

While Bima went to the registration take care of everything. He followed after asking the direction of the ICU room. Sitting hugging Tina, waiting for the doctor to finish dealing with the Gods.

Moga Babeh is okay, O Allah. Selametin Babeh Bima, O Allah. Bima still needs Babeh.

His heart ceaselessly prayed for the Gods. To be honest, even though the veil blocking the existence of his parents began to unfold, Bima did not want to part with the two. He still wanted to be with them, still wanting to listen to the life advice of the two. Even if they are uneducated, they have more life experiences than anyone.

The harshness of the life they lived, made the two elderly as hard as a coral in the ocean. Descending on the Bima that they raised to be a child. No story they are not real children, but the bond of affection between them is tightly woven.

"Doctor ...?"

The smile carved by the doctor did not make Bima's heart calm. His right hand patted Bima's shoulder, channeling an almost eroded inner strength.

"His lung condition is already very chronic. We don't know exactly how much longer he can last. One suggestion from us, make him happy and smile. Sterilize your body before you meet it, wear special clothes that the nurse gives you!" He again patted Bima's shoulder before waltzing away.

"Luck!" Her heart was crying, but she could not shed a tear in front of the fragile Tina.

"But! Don't stay with Tina! Brother can't go first, Tina can't live without Brother," said Tina quivering. His face was clinging to the slit of the glass peeking at the condition of the God who had not yet regained consciousness.

Bima glanced, he approached and hugged the body of his foster mother from behind.

"Strong stuff, yeah. There is Bima who will always nemenin Nyak," he said while immersing his face on the skinny shoulder. Tina's hand raised stroked Bima's cheek. The hug on his body tightened as the pain grew more and more pronounced.

The presence of Bima by his side, still made him anxious and agitated. Bad thoughts mill around like haunting in every day and night. Although he claimed to be a child, although he said he would remain on the side, all that did not rule out the possibility he would leave when he found his biological parents.

All of that became a frightening specter for Tina. If God went ahead of him, if Bima were to leave him, what would his life be like.

Nyak do not know, what you will nemenin Nyak what went ninggalin Nyak if you already met them, Bima.

His heart screamed, the circle of hands on his stomach no longer felt warm. He needed the embrace of God, needed the sedating words the old man spoke as his heart was crushed.

"Come, Nyak! We see Babeh to the dalem, Babeh needs us in sono," Bima asked to relax her circle of hands in Tina's stomach. The old woman nodded obediently, then obeyed the invitation of the son to accompany the God inside.

The special clothes they wore, the masks complementing, before meeting the Gods in the room. Tina's cry became, when she saw the God's condition that was really sad. He closed his mouth hiding the face in Bima's armpit.

While Bima, with all her might held back the cry. His lips trembled violently, he bit the flesh of his lips until the salty liquid gulped down with his saliva.

"Beh, Babeh kudu is strong. Bima still needs Babeh. Bima still wants to talk to Babeh. Bima can't make Babeh happy. Babeh kudu healthy, this bad Babeh child still needs Babeh's advice. Bima still needs Babeh."

Broken also Bima's cry, she sobbed while hugging Tina who was incessantly crying. The nurses who were guarding, looked at each other. In addition to their strange language, they also felt compassion for the two people.

As directed, Bima and Tina could not linger in the room. The two of them simply waited in front, just in case something happened. Bima asked Tina to lie down on a chair, while she sat down leaning on a chair near Tina's feet.

The old hand stroked the back of Bima's head gently. Channeling the affection he had while convincing his heart that Bima will never leave himself.

He's a cave boy!