Milky

Part. 56

The wishes of the two old men were simple. They just want to be happy in old age. Want to calmly worship at their twilight age. There is a child who takes care of their inability to do work. There was a hand ready to feed them. There are always cool gems to look at. Not selfishness or greed.

However, let the parent who does not have the child, see the child they are taking care of until they close their eyes. Give them a chance to enjoy their existence. Please take the boy wherever he goes, but please, let him come home into our arms for a while.

Razka smiled as she drove her car out of the hospital. Tina and the God hugged in a different state of taste. The conversation between them was an agreement that Razka offered for both.

"So right, Juan is Bima? He's your son, isn't he? Sorry, I overheard it by accident. I know his name Juan, but you call him Bima. The boy ... I accidentally ran into him in the hallway," Razka said.

Tina and the Gods threw eyes at each other, they understood where Razka was going. He wanted to know about Bima, wanted to know the origin of the child that made him curious since the first time he saw.

"Yes, Sir. He himself wanted to change his name at that time, since my baby gave the name Bima to him," said the god. The shakes in the tongue are getting louder and clearer. Razka's attitude should have kept her calm. In fact, his heart and mind remained overwhelmed with endless anxiety.

Beards of the Great Lord's head before them. He seemed to think, his eyes were fixed on the ceiling of the room that there was nothing.

"May I know what Bima's life was like as a child? I'm sorry, sir, ma'am, you know the story of the disappearance of a baby in our family. I just feel close to him, when I know he's your son. I just want to reassure my heart that he is not my lost son" Razka said. The look in his eyes changed, there was dew arising in both corners.

Tina clasped the hand of the God looking for a crutch to strengthen her limped heart. It is like walking on coals, continuing to hurt, stopping to be inflicted with wounds too. The god links his fingers to the hand of the wife, channeling the eroded power. Their defense may not last long.

"Ah ... It's okay, if you don't want to tell me," Razka continued, "maybe next time I'll be able to hear the story of the great young man," he said again as he was about to move.

"Tu-wait, Mister!" Tina attacked quickly. He moved a little without releasing his finger link from God. Take something out of the bag as long as it is well stored.

"This is a photo of Bima as a baby ...." He paused, took a deep breath and threw it away slowly, "he's not our biological son. I ... I found the boy on the edge of the rice field in a miserable condition. You can see it for yourself, sir," Tina continued helplessly holding back her tears. He handed over a picture of Bima as a baby, the first time the baby had presented a smile in their modest home in the village.

The god embraces his wife's shoulders, hugs her to win and let go of everything. Razka's hand shakes when she receives a picture from the woman's hand.

He looked at the picture of a baby that was so funny, the baby who was just a few days born was smiling despite the scratches on his face. His tears trickled without command, rubbing the picture while sobbing.

He held her tightly, bowing in tears of longing. "My child. He's my lost son, this picture shows it. He's my missing son. Ibrahim," raved Razka on the sidelines of his increasingly crying.

Tina was powerless to hold back, she hid the face in the armpits of the Gods, dampening the increasingly royal sobs. That man can't even pretend for now. He did not hide his tears, his frail side was clearly visible from the strands of tears lined up on his cheeks.

The cry of longing, the cry of happiness, the novelty of being able to meet again with his long lost son.

"Sir, is Bima really your child?" the gods asked among their cries.

Razka didn't say anything, so she pulled the phone out of her pocket. Open a photo gallery and compare it to the picture Tina gave.

"That's a picture of Ibrahim, I took it before the kidnapping. Let's see, aren't they the same baby?" This time the trembling hand of God received a helping hand of Razka's phone.

Tina's mouth opened wide after she noticed the two babies. They're the same baby, no longer wrong. Bima is the son of the Master. The god returned Razka's phone, claustrophobic in the chest he no longer ignored. Now, he must be willing to release Bima. Nah! Is he ready to part with Bima?

Razka smiled, she put her phone back in and gave a picture of Bima to Tina. He wiped his tears, strengthening his heart before speaking again.

"I didn't come to take the boy. I just wanted to make sure that he was my son. I'll let him stay with you guys, but please, let me meet him whenever I want. I can't keep you apart because I know for myself how painful it is to break up." Razka smiled, Tina and the Gods raised their faces looking at the man in front of it.

"Thank you, because you took good care of her. Thank you, because you made him a great boy. I've found out in advance what Bima's life is like from the neighbors you live in. Sorry, if I'm sassy. I just want to know what the child's life is like" Razka said with a smile that showed her dimples.

God and Tina were filled, this was the meaning of the falling fruit not far from the tree. Bima is kind and has a sincere heart because he has a noble-hearted father like Razka.

"Pardon our selfishness, sir. We have no one to take care of us in this old day. Only Bima we have. He's the only one we've seen that can help our fragile bones, sir. We will not forbid Tuan to know Bima, we will not prevent Bima from getting close to her Father. You can take her anywhere you want, but let her come home to our arms, Mister." The gods are back.

Hearing that, Razka shed her tears again. He was moved by the honesty of the heart of God. Razka folded her lips before smiling. He raised a lowered face, looking at two pairs of wet eyes like him.

"Thank you for your generosity. I feel lucky because Bima was met with extraordinary foster parents like you. We will both be parents to Bima or Ibrahim. You are also his master, you are entitled to him. Allowed to know, I'm already very happy" Razka said.

In the end the conversation that day became the secret of the three of them. Razka will also cover the cost of the Dewa hospital. He asked permission to give Bima rights to them. Lives that he had never given, Razka wanted to bear the cost of Bima's education. The deal made Tina and the Gods feel relieved.

Razka came home with a happy heart. A smile that doesn't go away makes him look young. Razka decides to go to the office after Briant contacts her. However, how surprised he was when he arrived at his office hall. There was Aulia there hugging a young man.