My Blinds On The Eagle

Game Destiny

At the doctor Salman's residence

Aisyah waited anxiously for the figure of her husband who was bathing. The woman paced back and forth while occasionally looking agitatedly towards the bathroom door. Doctor Salman's husband after his sift night, will surely take a shower soon, then have breakfast and then rest. But this time is different, breakfast first (ah. precisely even lunch is accelerated schedule) because they entertain guests. And for some reason, the show in the doctor's bathroom felt longer than usual.

" Eventually.. ", Aisah muttered in relief as her husband came out of the bathroom.

Doctor Salman smiled at the look of his wife's impatience. As he opened the balcony door of his room and began to step outside, the wife hurriedly overtook his steps. Then precede sitting on one of the chairs placed on the balcony of their room.

" Isn't this something big.... "

" You mean their love story first ... or their meeting story now ? "

" Of course both are honey." said Aisyah quickly.

" My husband.... What should we do now ? "

" You mean. ", Salman's doctor frowned acutely asking for an explanation.

" Yes. Thor and his parents. The little one had the right to meet his father ..... Nilampun deserves to be happy ".

For a moment, doctor Salman fell silent. Then he looked at his wife softly before speaking. " Did you not think....what if little Thor's father had remarried ? "

And Aisha was so shocked to hear the words of her husband. He realized for a moment. A very possible time for a man to fall in love again. And choose to confirm his new love rather than having to wait for his lost love to return.

" Neel told you .... about Mr Rayhan ??? "

" Yes.he looks moody and occasionally touches his wedding ring......eiit wait !!!! ", suddenly Aisyah jumped up excitedly. He found something valuable.

" Neel took care of Rayhan. And definitely !!!... both of them have spoken to each other ".

Doctor Salman mangosteen heard the wife's hypothesis. Yes..true also, actually the distance from this village to the city of London can be reached by one change the train line with a total travel time of not up to two hours. And if by car and by highway, also only two hours less. But indeed almost the entire small large inn full of two - three days ahead of the village festival .

" What do you think, honey? ", asked Aisyah to stop her husband's daydream.

" Let God work, let us see first. There will come a time when our role. Give time to both .... let them calm down, set the heart and. yaaah. Salman is wise.

Aisyah nodded her head confirming the husband's words. But he could not hide how excited he was to be a beautiful part of Nilam's love. He sincerely pleaded with God for the happy ending of the couple Nilan and Rayhan.

 

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That afternoon was the time for tea. Mrs Salman or Aisyah has prepared a pot of green tea with honey and lemon that does not forget accompanied by dishes containing cookies and cup cake tempting tastes. When he had just finished setting the tray and was about to present it in the minibar.....

" Ting tong" ting, the sound of the bell from the kitchen door was heard.

" Grandma.... Grandma. ", an adorable voice followed.

" Aiih... grandma's granddaughter, where's the greeting?", asked Aisyah as she pinched affectionately the boy's chubby cheeks.

" Sorry.... Assalamualaikum grandma ".

" Wa'alaikumsalam dear ".

The boy prancing happily entered the warm kitchen with a delicious fragrant aroma. The nose of the cone is disguised by mounds of reddish cheeks, still able to scan the sweet aroma of cake' delicious cake. His pair of grayish-colored eyeballs were like twilight when it rained, perfectly rounded and twitching expectantly.

" What do you smell boy ? "

" Emmm..... cinamon cookies & choco cake... right' right grandma? "

Aisyah again pinched the gnarled cheek of the boy while nodding.

" Wonderful... Will there be guests huh ? ", ask the boy again.

" His guest is here...is resting", Aisyah made a gesture with her index finger taped to her lips.

" Ooh.... but... but grandma...... I can still taste your delicious cake ? ", the boy pleaded with a softened, spoiled voice.

" Of course. You'll get as much as you normally do ".

Suddenly the warm talk of two children of different generations was distracted by the sound of an approaching step. Apparently the guest they were talking about for a moment, decided to go outside the room. He heard someone talking in the opposite room separated by the family room.

Rayhan smiled greeting mistress Salman who also greeted him with the same. A moment later his eyes were turned on the boy with brownish golden skin like a sweet honey color. And the little one who might be six years old also greeted him with a smile as sweet as honey.

" Good afternoon madam. Sorry lady. ", said Rayhan.

" Thank God .. You can rest, it speeds up your healing process "

" I'm going to the hospital.Maybe ten - fifteen minutes away his taxi is coming ". Rayhan looked at his watch.

" Ouh. Let's wait while enjoying tea and small pastries .. Look, little Thor is waiting for you "

Rayhan followed the direction of Salman's chin. And no matter when it happened, the adorable boy was currently trying to get up and sit in a minibar chair which was quite difficult for the height of almost the same as the chair. Rayhan smiled.

" Thank you ... emm ..... "

" Rayhan. call uncle Rayhan yes ".

" Uncle Rayhan ... yes ", the boy was a mangosteen agreed.

Aisyah or mistress Salman felt there was an ice arrow that shot and right pierced the core of her feelings as a woman, wife and mother. He smiled crazily, though his mind cried out.

Both enjoy cinamon cookies with pleasure. This is not a coincidence. if both of them like to dip bright chocolate cookies that are slightly hard texture it into the tea cup. With almost the same movement sip the fresh greentea absorbed in the pastry, before finally biting and chewing it slowly. Then a similar expression was seen when the two human children were satisfied to enjoy the delicious taste. Smile knots at the corners of the lips with a pair of eyes that blink for a moment.

See how the genetics make a trace, Aisyah's mind that can not be separated to observe both. Adult men and small men. But the two do not know if their relationship is intertwined with blood and breath. That their closeness today is actually still too far when compared with the closeness of the heart.