Milky

Part. 91

Dusk came to pick up the night, the two old men had just arrived at the police station. The woman with him seemed tense and upset at the person who had hit his child.

"Calm your heart, Aul. We don't know if he did it on purpose or not?" aulia said as she touched Aulia's hand, and pinned her finger on the woman's finger.

Aulia paused, she looked up at her husband who looked stoic. Look at them meeting for a while, before the hijab-wearing woman looks forward again. He sighed, calming his heart that wanted to tear the perpetrator apart.

She nodded at her husband and proceeded to enter the building that for life did not even want them to enter. There an officer sat waiting for their arrival. He allowed them both to sit facing him.

"Good afternoon, sir, Madam! Sorry, if we interrupt your time" the uniformed man politely greeted. He smiled at the two who looked tense.

"Sore, Sir. It's okay, not at all disturbing. Mmm ... How, sir? Is it true that our son-in-law was here?" razka asked impatiently to see what the perpetrator's face looked like.

The head of the man nodded still with a smile that did not disappear from his lips.

"Yes, Sir. A group of young people arrested the perpetrator and the car that hit your child's motorcycle. He's in custody. Please!" the policeman answered while pointing to the left side of his body.

He followed Razka and Aulia behind him. Behind a space that was blocked by iron bars, a young man like him, sat curled up. He buried his face on his knees, his hands tightly wrapped around his feet. His shoulders were shaken, it seemed like he was crying.

"The young man was under the influence of alcohol. He was drunk and could not control the car he was driving. Please!" Razka and Aulia were standing in front of the room. Look at the young men of Ibrahim's age, their son.

Hearing the voices, the young man's head lifted. His eyes looked at the two people standing in front of the bars. He has not yet recognized them, or perhaps has not realized that the ones standing there are his uncles and aunts.

"Master, Madam! Please forgive me. I actually accidentally bumped into your son. I .. I am sorry. I'm sorry" beg the young man. He rested on the floor with both hands tightly gripping the bars.

Razka and Aulia were amazed when they saw the face of the young Bima hitman. They recognized him, knew him well.

"Revan?" call Razka in disbelief that the one who hit Bima is her own niece.

The resentment and anger that controlled Aulia's heart as it entered the building, evaporated little by little. Only, his heart refused to believe that the young man behind the bars was his son Emilia.

Hearing his name being called, Revan raised his face. His eyes had been wet to the cheeks, his lips were trembling in utterance.

"You're Revan, aren't you? Don't you know your own uncle?" firmly Razka with a sharp eye highlight to hit the manik.

Revan was stunned, he looked carefully at the face of the almost old man outside the bars. Both of his eyes spun to the right and left, looking at Razka and Aulia in turn.

"Pa-uncle? A bi-aibi? Why are you guys here? I thought you were the parents of the child I hit," said Revan as he slowly raised his body to his feet.

Razka stepped closer, looking at the regret-filled Revan bead. The young man shrank in tears, a little relieved of his heart because what came was not what he had expected.

"We're the parents of the kid you hit, Revan. He's Uncle's son and is now lying in the hospital in a pretty miserable state. Next to his leg was seriously injured," Razka said in a calm tone so as not to make her nephew was in deep shock when he heard.

"Who, Uncle? Ayra, or ... The nasha?" her tan was stammered still with a lowered face.

Seeing Revan who looked sad, Aulia could not bear to scold him. He pressed his heart so that the emotions did not overflow and spill over.

"Not them" Razka said. Revan's head was raised, his manic hit right on both of Razka's eyeballs. Razka only has two daughters.

"Uncle's son, Ibrahim," Razka replied with a dark look in his eyes.

Revan seems confused, he mutely remembers about the boy from his uncle.

"He's the son of an uncle who went missing twenty years ago, Revan. The boy who plunged into the abyss a few days after being born. He had already returned and had just gathered, now lying in the hospital in a miserable state." Razka further explained Revan's confusion.

Revan's breathing grew heavier and hunting. He is sinful, sinful. Tears fell flowing uncontrollably, sobs slowly sticking out despite the impression he was resistant. In the next second, Revan threw himself on the floor with tears flowing down the river.

"Absolute, Uncle! Pardon, Auntie! Forgive me, I am a sinner. I'm sorry, Uncle, Aunt. I'd be willing to go to jail to atone for all my sins if it would make you forgive me. Uncle, Aunt, I'm really sorry. I'm sorry," cried Revan sobbing.

Aulia glanced at her husband, the bead of the woman being saddened to see how Revan regretted her carelessness. The hearts of the two were filled, especially when the young man's shoulders were shaken violently with a roaring cry.

Aulia put her hand in, rubbing the young man's head gently.

"What's wrong. He's already fine. Make it a lesson for you in the future. Aunt will ask him to come see you here after healing later. Mmm ... Revan, did your parents know about this?" said Aulia who interspersed with questions when reminded of Fahru and Emilia.

Revan raised his face, he drew closer to the bars as Aulia pulled back her hand.

"Father knows, but Mom I don't. Perhaps Papah did not tell the fear of Mamah being shocked to hear it," he replied as he lowered his head as the image of an angry and disappointed Emilia flashed through his mind.

The woman looked back at her husband, she sighed before returning to say, "Yes already, Uncle and Aunt are going back to the hospital. We'll take care of this and discuss it with your parents. Patience, yes."

Revan nodded his bowed head. Razka and Aulia say goodbye, they will return to the hospital after coming home.

While in the hospital, Fahru still neutralizes his shock. He really didn't expect Juan to be Bima, Revan's childhood friend.

"I really don't know if you're Bima. Why didn't you tell me your real name? Why changing your name keeps me from recognizing my own child's friends" Fahru said.

His face is hard to see. Bima commented on the smile of understanding to see the nervousness of his master.

"There's something I need to investigate, sir. So, I was forced to disguise my name" said Bima again. Dewa and Tina nodded confirming that Fahru's gaze was on both.

Ema adzan Maghrib reverberated, Fahru said goodbye to go to the mosque with God. He still wanted to talk to Bima and ask her more things.