Milky

Part. 52

That day a great destiny awaits Bima, who knows?

It's good to rest a quarter of the night.

Bima stretched out both hands wide relax the stiff muscles due to falling asleep curled up on the chair. He was given comfortable facilities at the hospital because he looked at the uniform worn by Bima yesterday.

His natural red lips smiled when he glanced at the bed of God. Nyak, Babehnya still asleep in the bed, hugging each other and strengthening. Let it be, before the fate of separation comes to ravage the hearts of both.

Bima moved on, cleaning herself in the bathroom. Change clothes before fulfilling the obligation of two raka'at before his Lord. Luckily, yesterday he went home to get a change of clothes. He stood on his plain prayer mat, raising his hands high up to his Lord.

In the solitude of that morning, Bima was so solemn to make every prayer. Spinning hope. Wishing happiness, health, togetherness, will always feel good for his life. Do you know if they are ready to leave both?

Bima came to the bed, looking at the two elderly who were still asleep. "Bima find breakfast first, Nyak, Babeh. I'm going this afternoon" he said without any intention of waking them up.

Still wearing cocoa and sarongs complete with pecinya, he is exactly young ustadz who loved the Muslims. Walk alone through the hospital. Seeming desolate and desolate, there were only a few guard nurses and the people waiting for his family were still asleep in front of the rooms.

"Ah .. seger is really the cave lung," he murmured as he continued to take steps out looking for breakfast. He stood by the side of the road watching the wagons that were not far from the reach of his eyes.

"Sir Ustadz, looking for breakfast?" greet the soft voice that ripped Bima's heart for a moment. He turned his head and found a girl standing next to him.

"Fuck? You here? Why?" bima asked surprised. Next to his heart blossomed looking at the girl, his lips extended a smile, his manic glowed.

The girl lowered her head in embarrassment, she allowed the messy hair to blow in the wind behind her ears.

"I sell breakfast here. Is my sister looking for breakfast? Oh, huh? Why is my brother in the hospital? Who's sick?" khaira said slightly frowning as she gawked into the hospital fence.

"G ... Babeh cave, Ra. Yeah, the cave's looking for breakfast. You sell porridge?" He nodded. Then pulled Bima's hand closer to her cart. He was with his mother selling porridge and I knew there.

"Eh, son, Milky! Want breakfast?" greet Khaira's mother with a smile. Bima nodded.

"Wrap it up, Mom? One porridge, two peeled tofu, yeah." Khaira nodded timidly, she took out two sheets of rice paper and prepared everything before dousing the seasoning. Not forgetting a pack of porridge, he united with the tofu.

"No need, brother. Just take it." Khaira returned the money that Bima offered. Stunned by the young man, his eyes glanced at the mother who just nodded. He sighed, without saying anything, putting the money in the drawer of the roof of the wagon and rushing across the street.

Khaira did not even have time to call him because Bima was so fast disappearing. "Oh, it's okay. Maybe it's our sustenance" said his mother with a smile. Khaira's shoulders sagged far, intent on wanting to repay Bima's kindness, but the young man was constantly pouring kindness on them.

Bima smiled as she glanced at the package in hand. The presence of Khaira adds energy to him.

"Morning feels like a new full hp batre. The spirit bet the cave, byah." He muttered along the corridor of the hospital towards the room of the Gods.

"Lho, Bang! Bad luck cave! Where are you, boy? Why don't you wake up in the cave?" Tina's shrieking voice rang out of the room.

"Awas, Nyak, jatoh! Don't be so rich!" bima's jolt with her eyes widened as she opened the door and looked at Tina who was moving recklessly.

"Eh ... Where did you come from? Why don't you wake up?" tina shouted as she lowered both legs slowly. Bima raised the plastic bag in her hand as it continued to pass near to the Gods.

"Where is Babeh? You okay?" Smiling those pale lips answered his son's question.

"Babeh wants to pray, can you not help Babeh wudu? But Babeh didn't get up? How's Babeh wudu, huh?" chirp God with raucous and slow.

Bima commented with a smile, he placed the package on the table beside his bed before saying, "Babeh just calm down. Islam is easy. He said mr. ustadz, sick people who do not allow wudu or tayamum itself can be replaced. Let Bima help Babeh tayamum. Before that, did Babeh have any small or big wishes? Bima kudu mastiin used to be a clean Babeh bed isn't it?"

The god was dumbfounded, silent for a moment hearing Bima's words.

"Somewhat," he said again quickly after understanding what his son's words meant. Bima nodded and started picking up dust using her hands. Put it on the face of the God alternately with his right and left hands.

"Babeh can pray. Baringan. Babeh can, pan, pray while the bed?" ask Bima.

"Well, pan?" Bima nodded as the God asked. He stayed away and let the two worship quietly until it was over.

"Breakfast first, Nyak, Beh. Bima left first. Assalamualaikum!" after changing into a uniform like yesterday.

"Due it! The wa'alaikumussalaam!" He held up his hands high while running out of the room. He must return home to take his college needs, so that today he will bring a car to his campus.

"Good morning, sir!" Bima greeted Fahru who was sitting on the porch of his house. Accompanied by a cup that was still smoking, he smiled to see Bima.

"Sir, is it okay to take the car to campus? Because it is impossible for me to return home considering the distance from the office and campus and then the house, it is very far apart," continued Bima asked for his permission. It's not his car, he has to get permission first, right?

"It's okay, just take it! I trust you, Juan," Fahru said, nodding slowly.

"Thank you, sir." He then followed Akmal's steps who rushed out of the house. The man was still upset with Bima, not wanting to ask her to talk. Melengos entered without a word after being opened the door by Bima.

Arriving at the office, Bima was stunned to see people in the same uniform seem to be lined up in the parking lot with a firm body position, both hands clinging to the back. In front of them, Briant was giving instructions. Ah ... The boy, just like his father.

"Juan! In line!" The strict orders came from the mixed-blooded man, making Bima quickly carry out his orders. He entered the line standing upright like the others.

"Good! Today, you will receive the duties of the Great Lord. That is, looking for a young man to this whole town. What kind of features it is, the Great Lord himself will explain!" briant said explaining why they were gathered that morning.

Behind the young man, Razka appears from inside the building. He still looks handsome despite being eaten by age. Thumping Bima's heart, when his manik caught the figure.

A ....

No words were spoken by his heart. He did not know what to do, other than to duck deeply avoiding Razka's gaze in the distance.

If it's the Great Lord, what does it mean that he's the one who lost the baby? But why do they look like caves? What don't-don't ....

*****

Well, right .. they have met, but not yet conscious.