My Blinds On The Eagle

Perfect Plan

Sometimes everything that has been planned carefully and carefully, still includes a little defect. It might even miss too far, and then become completely unaffordable. Because basically, humans are only planners but all are in the grasp of the Almighty as a determinant. Not even a single leaf falling from the tree on which it is attached is recorded by the Creator.

Rayhan took a deep breath, trying to fill the alveoli of his lungs with refreshing oxygen. Then exhaled along with the exhaustion of fatigue, a little anger and disappointment that seemed to squeeze him. He smiled ironically at the support of his contemporaries, who congratulated him on the title of best-ranked master.

How not. this very important day, when he achieved the achievement of his master's degree. His father and mother could not attend, due to delays in flight schedules. While the two people he loved so much, Nilam & Syailendra his son really could not attend to accompany him. It has been three days now that the little hot guy has a fever, although his condition has begun to improve but Rayhan really does not want to repeat his mistake again.

Previously he did not heed the words Nilam . He still took Alend to London, when the boy was recovering from his illness. The handsome boy was again stricken with fever and there were red rashes on his fat cheeks and also all over the body. Although the condition has begun to improve, it is no longer fever and already wants to eat the dishes provided. Rayhan this time was completely unwilling to take the risk.

" Mad Hans... ".

Rayhan gasped at the call. He looked at the source of the sound.

" Agita", he cried then in disbelief. A tall sweet girl approached him with carefree steps. His little sister, who was growing up, was here.

" Congratulations mas" said the girl, giving a warm hug to her brother. " We arrived late, so we were barely allowed in and got a seat in the back. And you didn't touch your phone at all ".

" We??? ... Where are papah and mamah? Brother Aya?? ". A pair of Rayhan's eyes searched for figures he called.

However his gaze fell on the figure of a handsome man with a height that was slightly more than him. Her hair was curly black and left a little messy. His nose and lips line, reminding Rayhan of someone. When his gaze collided with that pair of gray eyes, he remembered the color of dusk when it rained. He knows who that handsome guy is.

" Congratulations, brother... "

Rayhan did not answer, but he accepted the hand and shook it tightly. Then the two men hugged. Without words, but enough to tell each other.

" Doctor Wildan.... How did you get your cut? ", asked Rayhan to break the silence that was about to dominate.

" Aaah. And again, forensic doctors like me don't have patients to treat ".

The words were then greeted with laughter by the three. He is Wildan Wirayudha, Nilam's only brother who is now a doctor. With above average intelligence, he did not choose to continue with specialists but preferred to join the Police Forensic Laboratory.

" Thank you, brother.... May you be happy and inseparable ".

Rayhan did not answer Wildan's words. He just hugged the young man back tightly. Without a lot of language, just a warm pat on the shoulder. That is the universal language of men to convey everything. And they understand that very well.

" Have it been??.. His embrace? ", Anggita asked to shift the momentum of these men.

" Come... I've been very anxious to meet my handsome nephew ".

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The car Rayhan was driving drove by slightly lowering his speed shortly after exiting the toll road. A tired woman still seems to be sleeping in the seat behind the wheel. While Rayhan and Wildan throughout the journey of almost two hours, both are fun to talk.

It turns out that Nilam informed his sister by sending a photo of his marriage certificate a few days ago. Wildan also plans to visit his brother this month. More precisely, trying to return to persuade her brother to want to go home.

But this time, God had planned a better and perfect one.

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That night, Nilam was just about to bring warm milk to Syailendra who was waiting patiently for her in the room. When his sense of hearing caught the noise of the car engine that then stopped in his yard. He rushed to his room and gave the warm milk to the son.Just as Alend gave the empty glass back to him, that was when the bell rang.

" Is that Daddy coming home again?? ", ask the cute boy who still seems to be blushing his cheeks due to the rash.

The boy nodded and smiled as Nilam fondled his bushy hair fondly. Then rushed to the front door of his tiny house to see who was visiting at night.

Patchouli was fixed where he stood. The sight before him made his reaction so. There are two men, one of whom is Salman's doctor, and two women, one of whom is Aisha Salman.

" Daughter... You didn't let us in ? ", Aisha's soft voice resuscitated Nilam from her attitude.

He awkwardly shifted from the front door, and his body gesture allowed respectfully the two pairs of middle-aged humans over it to enter.

Still with shock that controlled all his senses, Nilam tried to be as calm as possible. In front of him today there is a couple doctor Abdul Kemal, Rayhan's parents her husband, in-laws. Really am.... Nilam is not ready for this meeting. Right now what he's trying to do is keep breathing as normal as possible.

" Son... Can we stay here ?".

Nilam convinced his heart with what he heard. The one who asked was madam Kemal. The first person to desperately try to separate himself from Rayhan.

" Can I kid? ", Mrs Kemal repeated her question.

" Yes.yes, of course ", Nilam replied nervously.

" Mommy... Is it Daddy who came ? ". Suddenly the voice of the boy from inside the room diverted the awkward atmosphere in the room.

All eyes were fixed on the sound of the creaking of the open door. Appear adorable cute figure in brown pajamas complete with bolsters of airplane characters from famous cartoon movies. The handsome boy in the limelight smiled happily at the two people he knew.

" Ooh. I thought Daddy was coming. It turns out that Grandma & Grandpa ".

Suddenly, the boy ran and ran into the arms of Salman's master and mistress.

Unlike usual, mrs and mrs Salman received the hug with a bad taste. The grandma & grandpa call that is the most appropriate to get it is a husband and wife who is currently staring fixedly at the boy. Mrs Salman, who realised this, gently stroked the boy's hair. But not to mention he made his voice....

" Alend.

" Yes mommy? who are they ? ", Syailendra took off her embrace from Mrs Salman. While not separated from the curious gaze on two strangers in his house, he also approached the mother and clasped the fingers of his angel in this world.

Nilam is still trying to digest the situation. Observing madam Kemal the mother-in-law. He convinced himself that what he saw was true, that he did not misinterpret. That look ... is the longing gaze of a mother. A very deep miss. Nilam prayed in his heart, may he not be mistaken.

" Yes ..we are also your grandma & grandpa... Come here handsome boy", the voice sounded a little quivering.

Nilam was stunned for a moment, and soon he smiled and reassured his son by whispering and kissing his bushy hair. Syailendra looked at Nilam's face trying to convince him. When found a nod from the woman, he also without a doubt approached her new grandma & granpa.

" We. .. your Daddy and Daddy's mom... Daddy Rayhan's. Our... "

" My Grandpa & Grandma in Indonesia" Syailendra cut Kemal's words quickly.

Madam Kemal has begun to shed her tears. His chest felt cramped filled with deep regret. But he was very happy with the reality in front of him. Staring at this handsome boy, reminiscent back to the taste he had experienced three decades ago. Have a sweet and beautiful boy. Only the color of those eyeballs reminded madam Kemal, if this brat wasn't her little Rayhan just yet. This boy was his grandson, who was very similar to the son.

When Syailendra without hesitation hugged the two people, that was when Nilam could no longer hold the clear circle that just decayed and made a trace on his cheek. Look at how the grandmother gave warm kisses with tears in her eyes, as well as the grandfather who holds the grandson while not taking his eyes off the funny face. Nilam's heart suddenly felt warmer and brighter. He smiled at Mr and Mrs Salman. That one smile was already a complete story of deep happiness and gratitude.

Salman's husband and wife nodded happily. Even Aisha could not hold back her tears, she was struggling spoiled on the arms of her husband.

Look.... doesn't the Almighty have his own more perfect scenario ????