My Blinds On The Eagle

Good morning love .....

That afternoon ... above the balcony of his room, in the family pavilion. Rayhan, who was still sitting in his electric wheelchair, held back the steps of the mother who was about to pass. The bruised scar is no longer there, but the severe injury to his leg has not been treated completely.

" Mah. I never forget, mamah taught me to always respect my fellow man. Loving them .. and not distinguishing one from the other. Hang out with anyone regardless of caste. But why is my love affair .... precisely that status is so important ? ".

Rayhan looked at the mother's face with a pleading gaze. Then he placed both hands of the woman he respected and loved in his breast. His pair of eyes closed, his chest feeling tired by the feeling of sadness and longing. Then he looked back at his mother with floating tears.

" Look at the sacrifice he made for me. He left because he wanted your happiness. Because he understands .... Because he loves me ".

Rayhan kissed the back of the mother's hand solemnly. His sobbing was almost swallowed by the roar of the wind that stroked the bamboo leaves and made the stems rub against each other. But it was enough for an announcement to tell how lonely and miserable his heart was.

" Nilam never demanded anything from me. He even left a large amount of money from the sale of his house for me", Rayhan said again when he could ease his prank.

" Mah. He seemed to understand every decision I would make.... He knows very well about my heart. Just like you.... Nilam loves me unconditionally. Even when I was down and wasted, he was the one where I leaned ".

Still holding the mother's fingers in her breast. Rayhan slowly began to control himself. Slowly the stuff stopped. But as he looked at the face of the woman before him. The mother's face was still with her stern expression, unmoved as if the son's tears had evaporated just before he could touch the surface of his heart.

Rayhan bowed, his heart shrouded in disappointment. Then he released the mother's fingers. Slowly his hands held tightly to the side of his wheelchair. Then touch the navigation stick with his right hand. Iapub began to move slightly away from the mother, and approached the lip of the balcony barrier.

" Don't sacrifice us.... Don't make me have to choose one of you. There is a family where I was born and grew up, but there is a family I just started to build with all my body soul. Why should I choose one of them ??? ".

" Hans."., finally the bundle opened its voice. And Rayhan looked at the woman who had fought life and death in giving her life.

" Prove if Nilam is the right woman. But if one day you find she's already with another man, you're gonna have to throw her out of your heart. And follow your mother who will match you with the right woman. Or if your heart has first found another love ".

Rayhan was pensive for a moment to hear a long speech from his mother. But he feels he has a chance to get his love with Nilam. He smiled, all because happiness accompanied a glimmer of hope that suddenly appeared.

" Good mah. Give me time to prove that love ".

 

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Rayhan was still twitching his eyes, trying to get used to the dim atmosphere of the room. Also trying as quickly as possible to restore his consciousness from the mass energy that momentarily mastered his subconscious.

As a memory that shackles.

Rayhan smiled satisfied to see the capture of his cellphone camera. A little boy sleeping in the arms of his mother. The face of both is so beautiful and peaceful was very visible covering both. Rayhan smiled again, this time it was an incredible happy smile.

His hands stretched out stroking Syailendra's chubby cheeks, then turned to stroking Nilam's hair and face. The woman felt a touch, wriggling slowly without opening her eyes. Nilam went back to sleep while holding his favorite son.

He must have been very tired. worked during the day serving and treating patients. In the afternoon take care of a child who is a little fussy with his fever. Then at night, his energy was almost drained from receiving touches from the husband who had been unable to touch him for almost six years.

If Rayhan then asked again, and again, like a desert traveler downing salt water in the middle of his thirst, it must be very natural. For the man, every touch with Nilam his wife was like leaving a tremendous addictive effect. When the two had reached the top, he had only given a moment's chance to his wife. Next Rayhan has again made sensual assaults on every inch of the wife's body.

How else .... Nilam can only obey. According to the will of the husband, give his rights. Even after that his body felt crumpled and extraordinary. Even Rayhan ended up carrying his body to move to sleep in the room where their son was there.

Rayhan got out of bed and walked to the side where his wife was lying. Touching back her pretty face and smelling the fragrant hair and nape of the woman.

" Aaah..... still have to be again ?. I ... tired Rey .. ", Nile's voice sounded hoarse.

Rayhan chuckled slightly and stroked the woman's cheek again which kept her eyes closed. Then with one move he leaned on the tiny body. Nilam suddenly woke up and opened his eyes. She put both of her arms around her husband's neck.

" Good morning love .."., ", whispered Rayhan as he gently kissed Nilam's cheek

" You have to take responsibility because after this ... I must be completely unable to walk.... My energy is exhausted", said Nilam who was greeted with a small ruckus Rayhan.

" I'll just take a bath together. But.. if one more act in the bathroom "

Dugh!... The punch on Rayhan's shoulder shows Nilam's answer. The man again chuckled, he was satisfied to have succeeded in tempting his wife. Then step into the bathroom.

" We go to God first.. say thank you very much for all His goodness ..yes." said Rayhan as he continued walking.

That morning Rayhan really spoiled Nilam. He asked his wife to go back to rest while waiting for their child. Rayhan made breakfast for both of them.

As Rayhan was brewing green tea with lemon and honey, Alend's little voice was heard talking to his mother from the room. It seems like you are getting ready to clean yourself and change your clothes. Sure enough.. both of them came out a moment later.

" daddy... ". The boy ran into his father's arms.

" Good morning my champion.cook the breakfast that Daddy made yuk "

That view looks so beautiful. A family ......