My Blinds On The Eagle

Make up

" It's good to know you all.I'm sorry ", said Nilam in the end.

" Ed. I'm not back in London today. I stayed in this city ", Rayhan perfected Nilam's farewell with a pretty clear confirmation.

Wow.. Edward sizzle on his little laugh. But not with Grace.he was busy dampening emotions, disappointed and.

And behold, when jealousy creeps and envelops all common sense.

Nilam's steps were so hurriedly followed by Rayhan who ran small after him.

Even the man seemed to be deliberately not given the opportunity to be in an elevator with Nilam. Almost lucky Rayhan was blessed with long legs and arms, he managed to prevent the elevator door from closing.

Nilam stood leaning against the corner of the elevator awkwardly. Rayhan did not try to approach intimately, as has always been done. Nilam's sudden cold-faced countenance was unfriendly, quite clearly showing a warning....... stay away!!!!!.

Saved by the bell. Suddenly, Nilam's phone rang. Rayhan had no trouble starting the conversation. But in the next second, the man's countenance stiffened when he heard and saw Nilam's full expression of worry.

" Stay give warm water with honey! although vomiting. I immediately came madam.. Monitor her pulse ", Nilam gave a series of instructions to someone across there.

Without saying anything, Nilam rushed with his little run out as soon as the elevator opened. Rayhan simply followed him with his wide footsteps.

The man's patience was exhausted. One movement of his hand pulled Nilam's arm, making the woman's movement stop suddenly. The momentum created by the imbalance of two opposing forces makes one of them have to follow the dominant one. Until Nilampun stuck towards Rayhan who swiftly caught both shoulders of the woman. Making that sweet face that was shrouded in deep worry was facing her perfectly.

" What's up? don't ignore me. That emergency call didn't make you head back to the emergency room" Rayhan said demanding an explanation.

Nilam realized, just outside the elevator he went straight to the main door of the hospital. Passing through the room where he was assigned, namely in the ICU. Uncomfortable, he breaks away from Rayhan's grasp.

" I have to go home soon.... Syailendra vomited again and the fever had not yet come down ". While turning his body and rushing walked out of the place.

" We go home together ! ". Rayhan's expression turned hard.

This time the atmosphere turned around, Nilam walked hurriedly but in Rayhan's hand pull. Following the man's footsteps, it took at least three steps to match one step so wide. And Nilam finally decided to run small.

Rayhan's face that instantly turned hardened upon hearing Nilam's explanation, now turned softer. For a moment he looked back and saw Nilam running small trying to align his steps. His heart was touched when he saw the look of a restless and worried face from his wife, but he was so disliked because he was ignored.

A while later, the two were already in the car that Rayhan was driving in a slight hurry. Traffic in the suburbs of London at that time began to be a little crowded. Rayhan was agitated and felt the traffic light change for so long. Nilam realized this.

Suddenly Nilam touched the back of Rayhhan's right hand which was tightly gripping the steering wheel. The man turned his head for a moment, then looked back straight at the street in front of him. It was then that Nilam patted the back of his hand, and Rayhan took a deep breath and exhaled with a smile.

" Nearly seven years I have not felt your particular method .... appease me", always still with a smile.

Nilam smiled hearing that. He stopped his activities and decided to call someone. Rayhan who was originally going to protest, disengaged his intention for the sake of hearing the call for Sonya's mistress who is currently at home caring for Syailendra.

" I got home soon.. ah no, enough with yesterday's medicine. Tell Alend... Her Daddy's coming soon too ". Nilam ended the call.

" Alend ... miss me? ", asked Rayhan later.

" Who do you think made him sick like this" Nilam said.

" I ?! ", Rayhan pointed at his own face.

" At least what ? ... Nile "Rayhan is impatient.

" He asked you when he woke up that afternoon. Crying many times, thinking you won't come back "

Rayhan smiled, he felt the love of his son.But suddenly Rayhan felt so evil, had made the little hero was heartbroken. It was inconceivable to him how hurt and sad Syailendra was. All because he felt his father left again without a message without saying goodbye.

" World architecture conference ... There's a lot I have to finish with Edward, and also an appointment with my professor. I'm sorry..really I didn't think to ask for your number from the beginning" Rayhan said.

" Who did you get it from ? "

" Doctor Salman, I happen to keep his number ".

Their car turned and parked neatly in the yard of Nilam residence which is quite spacious. Rayhan did not immediately run into the house as Nilam did. First, the suitcase and a large box wrapped neatly with shiny brick red paper and ribbon. He heard the sound of a boy whining from inside the house.

" That's Daddy", Nilam seemed to be holding the son who looked still crying. While on his forehead is attached plaster with a heat-lowering substance for children.

" I'm sorry Daddy is a whiz" Rayhan stretched out his arms to take over Syailendra from Nilam's sling.

But the reaction he got was completely unexpected. The boy turned away quickly, still with his delusions. Rayhan momentarily stared, in disbelief. Nilam signaled her to step back and be patient.

" Alend remember not why old daddy didn't catch up with us soon ? ". Nilam stroked and smeared the child's dense hair. Then take her to sit on the couch. Syailendra leaned comfortably against Nilam's chest, still hugging his mother and drowning her sedu-sedu. The boy finally nodded slowly.

" Yes... Yesterday Daddy can task from his teacher, must be completed immediately !. Because of this. Daddy misses Alend" too ". Nilam continued to caress his son's heart with soft-pitched sentences.

" Kangen same mommy too ?".

Unexpected questions slide sincerely from the lips that are still throbbing with rajunya. Nilam looked at Rayhan as if asking for support to answer the child's question.

" Of course..... Daddy miss Alend is also Mommy", Rayhan confirmed.

" But... but. later go again ", Syailendra still has not stopped sulking.

" View ..... Daddy's got clothes in the suitcase. Daddy will stay here with you ", Rayhan replied.

The pair of round eyes that still looked slightly watery followed Rayhan's index direction. Staring at the gray suitcase and the big ribbed box that was leaning next to it.

" That's what ? ", asked enthusiastically.

" Oh... ", Rayhan hurriedly took the box. Then stretched it out to the boy who had suddenly escaped from his mother's embrace. " Your birthday present from Daddy ".

Syailendra received the gift with sparkling eyes. Like a wind sweeping through the fog, the sadness in the boy's eyes had already vanished without a trace. Rayhan smiled, then approached and gave a warm kiss in the child's hair.

" We make up ? Alend forgave Daddy ? ", asked Rayhan while sitting docked next to the two.

" Yes", replied Syailendra quickly.

Then the beautiful scenery was created. Rayhan's burly arms grabbed the two in a warm embrace. I won't let go again, she whispered to herself. While Nilam felt his chest as if it was filled with the warm scent of spring. Let it be like this, jangsn passed by the thirst.please be in silence.