Milky

Part. 6

Tomorrow is always the day that is expected. Sometimes I want to rush out of here to meet tomorrow. The growing curiosity made him unable to stand still.

"I can't learn this way. Ah ..." his grunts squeezed the pen in hand and scrawled it over his notebook. He dropped his head on the table while giving a rough breath.

"You why? Is there a problem? Just tell me," scolded his colleague who heard him complain. The girl opened her eyes slowly, her manic radiating a stark uneasiness.

"Did you remember my sister who went missing as a baby?" He spoke without raising his head from the table. Staring at his friend's bead inside. Nodding his head to answer the question he asked. Waiting for the girl to explain.

Again he breathed heavily and was tired. "I know, Ayra. That brother you always tell me about, right? What's up again? Do you feel his presence again now?" Asking because the friend he was talking to actually silenced a thousand languages. He even turned his face away from her.

When she pushed Ayra's back slowly, she understood how the girl felt. Ever since they were friends, what she always discussed was her little brother who had disappeared from infancy. He was even determined to find her even though the police closed the case and stopped the search ten years ago. And the baby was pronounced dead from being eaten by wild animals.

However, for Ayra she was still alive. His heartbeat could still be felt, only that his sister was in a distant place with him. That is why he was determined to find it, if necessary he would surround the land where he lived.

"It's been ten years, but you still think it exists. Your parents even let it go. You can't go on like this, Ayra. He will not be happy to see you who only revolve in the past. You have to start thinking about your future" the friend said softly.

Ayra raised her head slowly, looking at the face of a girl with yellow skin. He smiled, sweet looking. Ayra snorted, she lowered her face again.

"It's not. Yes ... I admit it is so, but .. do you know my sister?" His head quickly turned again, his two irises twitching at his friend.

He just nodded his head in response.

"She told me yesterday when she was invited by Mom and Dad to the market. He met a boy who looked like my father when he smiled, but his eyes resembled my mother's. All I remember, that face shape belonged to Baim, my missing sister. It sounds impossible indeed, but I was curious to see the boy," said Ayra who dropped her head on the table.

Rayya, his friend was stunned to hear his story. How could there be such a coincidence. A baby who was declared dead ten years ago, then now he appears again as a child figure.

"Maybe they just happen to be similar, Ay. It's impossible, wasn't your sister lost before you and your family moved to this village?" Rayya's eyes hit him right in his manic when Ayra turned to him.

True, his sister went missing in the city, while they moved to the village after his sister fell into a ravine and disappeared. Then, what does that have to do with the boy her sister told her about yesterday?

"You're right, but still I'm curious to see her face" murmured Ayra who again took a deep breath, "I can die of curiosity if it goes on like this," the noise again while banging the forehead on the edge of the table.

Rayya rubbed her best friend's back, she understood how Ayra was feeling right now.

"If you're curious, why don't you come to where your sister met her? You can confirm the truth, right?" advice Rayya. He thinks he's right.

"I came to him yesterday, but he wasn't there. No one knows where the boy's house is." Ayra sounded annoyed. More precisely he was disappointed because he could not find Bima, the boy he was looking for.

Rayya let out her breath, not knowing what she should do to help Ayra.

"For your sake I'll be willing to go wherever you go!" dreadlocks. Chuckles both. Ayra felt a little relieved after revealing her heart to Rayya.

After school, the two walked to the parking lot. Using Ayra's matic motorcycle, they went to the place yesterday. Parking lot in traditional market.

"What's here?" rayya asked as soon as Ayra parked her bike in the parking lot she meant.

"Yes." Yeah." He opened his helmet and hung it in the rear view. Frowning both of them in the sun during the day.

"We just wait here" he said, leaning on his motor body. Luckily, they parked right under a shady tree.

"Eh ...?" Rayya gawked as she saw a middle-aged woman walking into the parking lot. He did not bring any groceries, but his head turned to the right and left as if looking for someone.

"What's wrong?" ask Ayra. He straightened his body and looked in the direction Rayya pointed. "Mother?" Mumbled slowly when he saw Aulia who was walking in the parking lot.

Do you have the same feeling as me?

"Eh ...?" Rayya almost squealed as Ayra suddenly pulled her hand. He folded his lips holding the sound that wanted to come out. Ayra put her index finger on her lips asking her not to speak. He wanted to know the purpose of Aulia coming to the parking lot.

"Why are we hiding?" whispered Rayya who did not understand the reaction taken by Ayra.

"I just want to make sure of something. Be quiet! We just listen" he whispered. Rayya nodded her head understanding. The two hid behind the body of a car by locking their mouths tightly.

"Sir, I want to ask. Is there a child here named Baim ... A milkyo? Sorry, Bima? I want to meet him. Yesterday he helped my son. Do you remember a little girl who was put in the information room?" aulia asked the information officer who happened to cross paths with her.

"Truly I guess." Ayra mutters. Rayya looked surprised at him. He nodded without saying any words.

"Oh .. Yes, I remember, but I'm sorry I didn't know a boy named Bima. I'm really sorry. Yesterday he was taken by a child, but I didn't know him. Maybe he's just a kid who offers plastic bags to those who shop at the market. I don't know" he said, shrugging his shoulders in ignorance.

Aulia lowered her head, disbelief was in her heart, but there was no way she could force that person to be able to remember the name of the child.

"Yes, thank you very much, sir," he said trembling. He turned around and left the parking lot with a trail of tears dripping down his cheek.

"Mother feels the same way as me, too" Ayra muttered as she looked at Aulia's back which was moving away.

"True, the inner bond between mother and child usually feels strong. Maybe she's right it's your missing sister, Ay." Ayra nodded in agreement with Rayya's words.