My Blinds On The Eagle

S' E' ...... Split 2

Maybe Syailendra is not their biological grandchild, but the presence of this boy is truly a gift in old age that begins to feel lonely. If now Aisyah or Lady Salaman hugged the boy tightly, his heart was indeed tied to the boy's smile.

" Grandma will miss you so much ... little Thor" she said as she continued to caress the thick black curls.

" I am too. Kangen lemonade rasberi artificial grandma ... ginger cookies, cup cake " .

Hearing the plain words spoken from the lips of the cute boy, made everyone laugh. Today, Mrs Salman, Lady Sonya and her youngest daughter Heena, as well as Nilam's two best friends, fellow nurses Deborah and Sean, took part in the drive to Rayhan's apartment. The living room was warmed by the laughter of eight adults and one child. While in the pantry, Rayhan seemed busy arranging various croissants and also various souvenir chips from Indonesia brought by his father and mother. After the lemon water with a piece of rock sugar and also some ice is finished prepared side by side with a warm tea pot, then with the help of Deborah and Sean finally all the dishes were successfully presented in the living room that blends with the living room.

" Let's all... This is a savory cassava chips native to Indonesia, also the original Indonesia signature.. ", Rayhan's promotion.

" Wouw. beans with a taste of onions on a thin, savory level.I once ate them ", cried Heena sparkling. " My friend the Javanese once brought .. so good ".

" Likes ? ", asked Rayhan

" Like it. The other friends also really like it ", replied Heena. The girl seemed to really enjoy the savory taste of flour with the aroma of lime, as well as the sweetness of crispy beans.

" About...there is no good opportunity for a culinary business like this ". Rayhan's business brain works fast.

" Sir Rayhan sir seriously???".

" Yes .", replied Rayhan steadily.

" Ok.. I immediately thought with my friends", Heena was no less enthusiastic.

" Rey.... instead of us wanting to settle in the homeland huh?", Nilam's voice softly while patting Rayhan's shoulder.

" Don't worry dear.later there Anggita and his friends who will take care. He's gonna take the S2 here. And I. also have to go back and forth often to England as well for work ", Rayhan smiled while occasionally stroking his wife's stomach.

" That means I'll be left out a lot ... ", Nilam is a little sulky.

" Only occasionally koq. and not for long ".

" There I'm mommy. I accompany mommy ya ", suddenly the funny voice burst forth as if to be a mediator.

Everyone laughed happily, and that afternoon was amazing. Nilam looked at one by one these people who at first he did not know at all. But their kindness and care made Nilam make them a part of his family. He still remembers six years ago when he first set foot in this country.

Heathrow International Airport is always crowded with its activities as one of the largest airports in Europe. Nilam took a deep breath strengthening his own heart. Already so far, he must be strong, he must be able to. Don't cry. Don't cry. And the footsteps brought him to the airport information section. After he finished the immigration process, of course. Showing a visa to work in the country, including a copy of her employment contract with a hospital, eventually leads her to be reunited with a very friendly policewoman.

" You can take an airport taxi to the subway. The train to this village once every two hours and ends at eight p.m ". The policewoman even very kindly drove Nilam into the vehicle. Order the driver to really make sure Nilam gets the train ticket in question.

Nilam was actually sitting in the train. He enjoyed the trip, keeping his sleepiness from leaving him out of his destination station. Fourteen hours of exhausting flight, and now has kept him far apart from all about the part of life he has been through all this time. He remembered his brother, Wildan. Nilam then took a cellphone, and at that time he only realized if he had not changed the number he used.

A very friendly grandfather turned out to be one goal with Nilam. Very kindly the old man who was still dashing was taking Nilam lunch in a shop owned by Pakistanis, once he found out if Nilam was a Muslim, his grandfather was named Lucas. He was an ex-Marine.

" I live here with my wife, my two children all being pilots of the famous British naval helicopter" Mr Lucas said with great pride. Nilam smiled hearing that.

" They must be very handsome and smart like a grandfather.", said Nilam.

" Oh No. . They're all women ".

" What????....wonderful... ", a pair of Rounded Patchouli eyes in amazement.

" Yes, they're women. That's why it's so seeing you, hearing your stories. I kind of saw them come back. Just like you ".

But the grandfather's eyes suddenly rested on a ring of rattan pieces perfectly circular on Nilam's ring finger. Suddenly the old man's sight dimmed. And Nilam realized that.

" Oh .. This, yes I am married. It's been almost eight months" Nilam said.

" Then your husband?.. Why didn't he drive ? ".

Nilam smiled gently back at Mr. Lucas. While stroking the diamond-free wedding ring Nilam said in a sad tone, "He has just recovered from illness. Hopefully he will be healthy again, Kek... ".

" Hopefully .. hopefully he will soon be able to meet again son ".

" Amijn.... Thank you so much Grandpa for your prayer ".

Mr. Lucas very forcefully finally managed to drive Nilam to the front of the hospital. In fact, he offered Nilam to stay at his house first until he found an apartment or house to live in. The man gave a business card and advised not to hesitate to contact him if Nilam needed help. Nilam was full of feeling to convey his thousands of gratitude.

Nilam was finally in the hospital personnel section. A hospital that still continues to develop its development and human resources. The hospital was originally intended specifically for trauma rehabilitation centers, but over time the demand developed into a general hospital. Nilam was received directly by an assistant personnel manager. A man who may be less than thirty years old.

" Sheel Ard.dya .. Pram..mess ..wary.your name is hard to spell ".

" Call Nilam .. ", ask Nilam politely.

" Okay. miss Neel. This is his contract of work. During the two-year contract period, you may not resign. If this is done, then you must return forty percent of the salary that has been paid. However, this does not apply if you are unable to complete the contract..... ". The man was Sean O'Leary who later became Nilam's best friend.

The first night in the country of a million castles, Nilam immediately occupied the dormitory which was already provided by the hospital. He lived one room with a girl his age who turned out to have completed her S1 nursing. This girl was named Deborah Mac Williams, who was later called Debby. She was also the one who motivated Nilam to take S1 nursing as well, soon after the birth of Syailendra.

" Have you been married for a long time ? ".

" Emh. nearly eight months ".

" Wow, when we were the same age, but you were already brave enough to get married" Debby's pair of blue eyes rounded in amazement. " Are you not afraid your husband will cheat ".

Nilam smiled bitterly while continuing to arrange his clothes in the closet. What Debby said has a point, too. But he who left Rayhan, if then the man decided to find a replacement it is to be accepted as a consequence. Nilam took a deep breath while stroking Rayhan's photo in a judo uniform.

" That's the picture? can I see ? ", debby approached with great curiosity.

Patchouli provides A4 paper-sized photos with a monochrome frame. He smiled, allowing his new friend to see the picture of the man he loved so much

" Rayhan Ananta Zachary.... ".

" Okay, Mr. Zachary, I will take care of Miss Neel Zachary for you. But you also have to take care of yourself there ... yes !!! ".

And Nilam laughed and laughed when he saw Debby who was ultimatum on Rayhan's photo. That was the beginning of their friendship. Two women from two different nations, and very different backgrounds.

Now the two women are hugging in sobs that can no longer be held. Nilam stroked his best friend's face, wiping the tears one by one still continuously sliding. Both women tried to smile.

" You two get married as soon as you find the right person. Don't be too selective, the important thing is that he will accept you for who you are ". Nilam showed this advice to Sean as well as Debby.

" Neel, is there a woman who still wants to accept a disabled man like me" Sean said. The accident three years ago made this man unable to stand and walk perfectly, he became limp.

" There must be. pray ", assured Nilam. Then Nilam turned sharply to look at Debby, "You too!. stop your blur. Not what you pick up haphazardly from the discotheque "

" Well, if I don't meet a nice guy, I'll just marry Sean" joked Debby. Nilam and Sean both laughed at that.

Then the two men said goodbye and got into the car. Still waving his hand, as if Debby really did not want to go home soon. Patchouli wipes water in the corner of his eyes are still flooded. The woman hugged the arm of the man next to her. Rayhan carried Nilam's body in his arms and kissed the woman's crown gently.

Meanwhile Syailendra still receives a kiss from the mistress Sonya and the mistress Salman. Before the end, the two men boarded a car driven by Mr. Salman. Their hands felt like they were squeezing Nilam's heart. Moreover, their tears that seemed to also add to the rhythm of sadness in his heart.

" Mommy. If they miss all .... we come again to England. yes ", entertain the little Syailendra who has now jumped into the sling of the Father.

" No. mommy won't cry anymore. We enter yuk ".

And the three of them immediately re-entered the apartment lobby, walking hand in hand with an expanding smile towards the elevator. Who then immediately brought the three to Rayhan's apartment. It was as if the crew of a new chapter in their lives had just begun now.

" You didn't tell me much about Sean and Debby ".

That night Rayhan hugged Nilam from behind, while enjoying the air and night view of London from the side of the apartment covered with thick glass. While Syailendra was sleeping favourably in a king-size bed owned by his father.

" Sean helped me a lot in terms of administration and legality. He was very kind.. helped me who was a kara in England, take care of all the letters, including the birth certificate of Alend ", Nilam said about his friend.

" Ooh..Maybe she's also been in love with you ".

Nilam was slightly surprised by Rayhan's response. But the next second he chuckled. Rayhan's jealous tone although only a little, but so obvious. And Nilam felt really amused by it.

" Three years ago he was in an accident with his wife ".

" Ooh... sorry .. so he .... ".

" Yes, he is now a widower. Sean was so overwhelmed by that. When I first met him, Sean was married. Sean and Anggelina are very fond of Alend. But God said something else... ", Nilam told me with a bright look.

" Oh my God. May the man soon get his happiness back ", said Rayhan.

Nilam smiled while still staring at the sparkling lights of the city that spread. Like an open diamond box, beautiful full of sparkles. He felt Rayhan drown his face in the recess of his neck. But just for a moment, the man looked back at the same thing he saw.

" Debby..... That girl?... she's a little wild huh ? " , Rayhan said.

" He became a nightclub connoisseur and very hobby change girlfriend. But he's actually a very gentle and affectionate person ".

Nilam recalled that night where it was his first night in England. In his sleep he dreamed of meeting his papi and mami, the two people hugged him to then smile and left just like that. Then he saw his brother sitting alone, and he saw Rayhan standing up. But the two men suddenly looked away and fruitful. Nilam yelled, ran as hard as he tried to get closer, but the shadow of the two men got further and disappeared without the foam being prevented. He cried out, shouting until his tears burst out.

Until a slow shake-shake on the shoulder, resuscitate it. He was dreaming, it felt so sad. Sweat and tears fell down his neck.

" Nightmare?.. This drink ", Debby who woke him up now stands thrusting a glass of cold water.

" Thank you ... ". Nilam received and immediately drank it slippery toilet unnoticed.

Debby tells him to go back to sleep and pray first. The incident continued over and over, and Debby faithfully woke up while giving her water to drink. But the girl never offended or asked why or what.

Until one afternoon when the two just came home from the morning shift and decided to shop for necessities at the supermarket. Nilam decided to apologize. The two had just sat in a coffee shop waiting for their order to arrive.

" Debby. I'm sorry. You must be plagued with my nightmares every night ".

" To be honest yes! .. but. you must be even more disturbed. I feel sorry for you Neel ".

" I'm sorry."., ", that's all Nilam said.

" You don't want to escape... or don't try to fight that nightmare ? ".

" I don't know.it wasn't a nightmare. But sad dreams ... very sad ".

" About your husband ? " .

" Yes... about everything ? ".

Debby touched Nilam's fingers and held them tightly. As the tears of Nilam fell one by one, he fell down.

" Here .. I'm your friend, your brother. If the burden is too heavy ".

And that was the first time and in the first person, Nilam told his life story. Talk about love and sacrifice. To a friend who later became like a brother of his own. Until slowly he got up and found another rhythm of happiness as new hope arose.

Rayhan who listened to all the stories remembered that he always had the same sad dream. He cried on a lonely night, and became very afraid to fall asleep. He suffered from acute insomnia, and relied on sleeping pills. The two men, both wounded, both surviving, both guarding. And now they are happy together.

" It hurts so much yes. but now everything is a good memory" whispered Rayhan as he tightened his arms.