My Blinds On The Eagle

Families.....

And the vehicle drove through the specks on a warm, wet spring night. Carrying a pair of heart-wrenching. Promising her second chance, affirming a bond, repairing a blemish and hoping to knit immortality.

See how the destiny of love is like play, but it only obeys the commandment of the Almighty of Love.

When Nilam asks Rayhan to stay waiting on the road right outside the fence. The man scrunched his forehead. It was as if he was looking for a correlation that explained all these events. He did not comply with Nilam's request. By taking a pause, Nilam followed into the house slowly.

" Good evening monsieur & mrs Salman ... Assalamualaikum ", greet Rayhan.

Not only Nilam who was shocked was shocked, as well as the couple. Nilam looked at Salman's doctor in turn demanding an explanation.

" I saw Nilam waiting for the bus..... Oh yes, she is my wife and still my wife ". Rayhan's words broke the silence.

" Ah. We have to talk a little bit, right?... lest there be any more curious ". Aisyah again became a rescue bridge for this awkward situation.

Nilam was late to shuffle away from Rayhan's side while sitting on the long sofa. Possessively, the man embraced his wife's shoulders. Nilam's face bowed, pink pias seeped like a lull of a girl's shame. Everything did not escape the gaze of Salman's husband and wife. Like catching her own daughter on a date.

" So ." asked Salman at last.

" This is no coincidence. Salman very well offered me a stay at his house. And it turned out ... Nilam my wife is also on good terms with this family ", Rayhan opened the conversation.

" God is so beautiful to set it up, isn't he? ", Aisyah chimed.

" Yes... I am very grateful to be able to find my wife back ... who apparently lives in .. ", Rayhan said. He remembered that Nilam had asked him to deliver somewhere to get something first

" Neel.... You haven't told me?", Aisyah went back to investigating.

Hearing Aisyah's question, Rayhan looked at Nilam incomprehensibly. While Nilam pulled a long nafaa just before starting to burtutur.

" The family of Dr. Salman .. was also very kind to me. Provide a very warm and pleasant place to live with a very cheap rent. It's at the end of this road. I stopped by here .. 'cause there's something I have to take. Is it in the room, madam ? ".

Nilam turned his gaze to Aisha. Which was then responded with a nod. Without saying another word Nilam stepped behind Aisah who signaled to ask her to follow.

Meanwhile, with a hand gesture, Salman's doctor asked Rayhan to remain silent. Rayhan also according. On his back was all curiosity. Staring at the middle-aged man with an explanatory demand.

" I don't know' where to start mistress ..". ", Nilam sighed fretfully as Aisyah opened the door of a room.

" Be calm..see how the Lord arranged the reunion of you two", comfort Ayesha.

Inside the room on a spacious and warm bed, the boy lay comfortably. His regular breathing makes his diaphragm go up and down gently. Look how adorable it is to fall asleep. Like an angel sleeping in a cloud

" Just tell me what it is. Let the heart be the determinant ", continued Aisyah.

Nilam approached the child's body, stroked the mound of his cheek and kissed it gently.

Meanwhile in the living room.....

Rayhan gasped, surprised. Salman's doctor's words were like a crushing blow to his heart.

" A boy she was born to .. five years ago "

Rayhan covered his face using both palms. He looked down inside with his face closed. Then he saw both his shoulders shake. As a man he felt really stupid and very disappointed with his incompetence. Sad, angry, disappointed wrapped in guilt and love. How to define it??... suffice it to see a man who is in trouble set his breath to stop his own crying.

Luckily, when Rayhan has returned to master the state of himself and his own heart. That was when Aisyah walked down the stairs towards the living room. But the focus of Rayhan is the woman behind him. Nilam descended slowly with the burden of the boy who was sleeping on his shoulders. The tiny body of the woman seemed a little overwhelmed keeping the body of the child to stay comfortable asleep.

Like a slide that rotated slowly, the fragment was able to anesthetize Rayhan. Make her not blink to enjoy every moment presented pampering her vision. He stood up ... but could not step up to meet the two.

" Mommy..hmm", the boy's delirium as he closed his eyes again as he felt the familiar embrace and scent of affection.

" Ssh. yes, we go home to Alend" whispered his mother softly with an outpouring of deep love. Rhythmic pats calmed down on the boy's back, making him re-burdened in a dream.

Nilam turned his gaze to Rayhan. Stare directly at a pair of dark eyes that now look a little wet. He tried to smile before standing right in front of Rayhan.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.......

" Come home..he's been waiting for you from earlier Neel", dr. Salman broke the silence

" This.. your medicine mr. Rayhan. don't forget ", suddenly Aisyah is ready with Rayhan's medicine bag.

" Ah yes ... thanks ", Rayhan gagged.

" Thank you doctor.... Sorry to always bother you. We go home first ".

Doctor Salman and his wife nodded compactly. Then walked to take the little family to the front porch of their house. The middle-aged man grabbed the wife's shoulders as the two waved at the car carrying the three children.

" Wouldn't love be denied. Look at the pair of eyes both of them miss each other ", said Aisyah when the car was no longer seen.

" But .... there is still a lot that we do not know about the family, yes.

" Let them enjoy family union first.there will come a time when they will tell the story ", replied doctor Salman.

And Aisyah nodded in agreement to the husband's words. Before he retaliated by hugging the waist of the man who had been over three decades guarding his life.

While the night.