Milky

Part. 71

That night, Bima decided not to return home immediately. He needs a little entertainment, pampering himself through a hobby that some time he left behind. Wild racing, even though it was just being a spectator without intending to participate in it, his heart was slightly entertained.

At least, for a moment he could forget the incident this afternoon. Sitting with his colleagues accompanied by a glass of coffee and barred cigarettes that are not stopping to emit smoke through the nose and mouth.

"Why did you leave the race, man?" roy asked, he accompanied Bima to sit watching other friends fighting machines on the street.

"Gua doesn't want to see Nyak ama Babeh sad. The cave did not have the heart to see them disappointed," said Bima while sipping a cigarette and blowing smoke into the air. Roy was smitten on the tired face of his best friend.

"Sounds like you're in trouble? What was? Just talk like always!" pinta Roy without demanding much from Bima. Helaan gasped violently from the direction of Bima. He did not know if he needed to tell a story because he himself was not sure of his heart, which there they would only consider it boasting.

"There's not. Just a trivial matter, ordinary work," Bima replied after making her choice. As for him who was not God's and Tina's biological child, others didn't need to know.

Bima glanced at the watch in her hand, the time almost showing midnight. The shadow of Tina who was constantly worrying about him, imagined a God who could not close his eyes waiting for him even though he had just recovered.

"The cave is back. You can take the ampe alley cave, right?" bima said. He threw a cigarette butt in his hand and stepped on it. Sipping coffee in a plastic cup before moving on.

"Well, Bim .. It's still very late afternoon. Sit here longer with us. We've all missed you, Bim," said Roy. Bima glanced at him, further glancing at his friends who nodded resignedly.

He pulled the air and threw it away. He bowed for a moment to strengthen his heart before returning to look at all the friends who surrounded him.

"Sorry, but Babeh cave just recovered from illness. The cave's just worried he can't sleep because he's waiting for the cave back." They're stunned, that's a melancholy excuse. Bima loves his master. He is free, but he knows the limits.

"Yes, already. I'm inter. Sorry for forcing you, man." Roy got up, patted Bima's shoulder with a smile. Continued with a nod of the head from his other friends.

"Thank you. You are all the best friends of the cave," said Bima slightly moved by the friendship that was established between them. All his friends moved, one by one hugging Bima before the young man went on his friend's motorcycle.

While at Razka's house, Aulia relentlessly seduces her husband to go look for Bima. He was very curious about the young man.

"Darling ... Auls. You heard that the doctor asked you to rest because of your condition after the incident last afternoon. Tomorrow we're going there looking for Juan, for tonight you sleep." Razka rubbed his wife's soft hair, she peeked at Aulia's forehead before slashing down on her body.

"But, Sister ... tell me how long you've known her? Why not tell me?" aulia looked at the face of her husband who was so close to her.

"The day before Abraham that Ayra brought. I'm holding myself back from still finding out who Juan really is. Then, he came and ruined my plan. Then take your heart away from me, complain, create misunderstandings between us. Aul, I'd like to ask you what it was like when you met Juan?" razka said as she rubbed Aulia's forehead gently.

Long both his eyes stared at Razka. His lips locked tightly even breathing he paused. Aulia threw away her gaze, recalling the feeling of meeting the young man named Juan earlier this afternoon.

Razka smiled, she would reveal a little about Bima to Aulia. The rest, he planned to bring Aulia together with the Gods and Tina.

"Name Bima. Juan was just a pseudonym he used while working. I don't know, why he did that .. already, we better get some sleep. It's late at night not good for your health" Razka said.

He cradled his wife's body, making Aulia silenced even though he still wanted to ask about Bima. He said, wrapping his hands around Razka's body was washed away in the same warm embrace as when Bima hugged her.

The night was getting late, but the two girls in the house were unable to close their eyes. Nasya with his mind that breezed looking for the existence of Bima. Ayra with her thoughts about Ibrahim.

He and Briant managed to find Ibrahim's residence first. "Would this be proof that he wasn't Ibrahim." Lisan muttered.

He rolled to the side, his eyelids flashing heavily at a small figura. A picture of him as a child with baby Ibrahim. His mind floated on the place he had visited earlier this afternoon with Briant.

"Did he really live in this area?" ayra asked in disbelief because the complex where Ibrahim lived was not a simple complex. The upper middle class complex.

"A few days ago, I investigated it and this place I found. We just have to find house number 206 around here" Briant said, showing the results of his investigation into Ayra.

They resumed the search, using a motorcycle with a helmet covering the face. Briant takes Ayra around the complex. Set them up in a house different from any other. A house larger than the house they live in.

"Is this?" Briant nodded as Ayra asked. He was looking for a safe place to scout, sitting in a stall ordering drinks. Both of them faced the house, wary and not turning away at all.

A middle-aged woman came out from the gate of the house. He was younger than Aulia at a glance. The woman walked towards the stall where they were sitting lurking. Shopping for simple necessities for his home.

"Miss, sorry if that was presumptuous. Some days I don't see Lucky around here. Where's the madam's son?" ask the owner of the shop to the woman.

He smiled, looking happy before saying, "He is on a mission from his father. Well ... to train him to be independent later." He took his shopping and left after saying goodbye.

Ayra and Briant looked at each other. Both muttered the word mission without a sound. Shortly after the woman left the stall, a motorbike stopped nearby.

Someone came down and approached the woman, giving what she was carrying a smile greeted by the woman.

Both Ayra and Briant, both of them were glaring. Not wanting to lose that moment, Ayra secretly recorded it.