My Blinds On The Eagle

S' E'. I'm Back, Mother

Exactly fourteen hours and forty-two minutes, the three men were in the atmosphere hitching a ride on the iron body of the sophisticated bird. Rayhan deliberately chose the executive class to fly them today, although Nilam slightly frowned when he found out how much the soup had to cost. But Rayhan instead smiled as he stroked his wife's distended stomach.

" For the sake of them and all of you, it may not be worth it ". And Nilampun smiled trying to accept all that.

" No Transit ? ", Nilam was a little surprised to find that the aircraft of the largest airline in the country that is already equivalent to the best international airlines did not transit at all. Because usually if a long-haul flight that takes more than ten hours, it will certainly make a transit in half of the journey.

" Yes.. has been since 2017, Jakarta - London flights ... London - Jakarta there is no transit, one Sunday only three times ", Rayhan explained.

" Waaah..hopefully he is not bored" said Nilam as he stroked Alend's hair who was still busy admiring the feeling of first boarding an airplane.

" I've prepared all kinds ". Rayhan smiled considering all the boredom repellent ammunition that was specially carried in his backpack. Two sets of marvel puzzle figures, a set of unassembled outobots that had made a bit of a furore when passing through metal detectors and forced pieces of expensive toys that had to be on the book from the juice and put in a plastic bag. Not to mention the various coloring books and also the story books that are crammed with sweet snacks in Rayhan's backpack.

" I've never taken her on a plane. But... How do you know all that anti-bored ammunition ? ".

" He. he. he. our tastes' are the same ", Rayhan is a funny grin.

Nilam leaned his head against Rayhan's shoulder, wrapping his hands around the stocky arm comfortably. Rayhan gives a kiss on the crown of the wife. While the little Syailendra who chose to sit with the plane window was engrossed in singing himself while continuing to shake his legs cheerfully.

" Mom... if you say thank you .. what was it?", suddenly the boy was distracted from the little fade plane song and a little surprised Nilam who had started to sleepy.

" Thank you .. thank you ".

" Te ri ma kasih.. I can.... if you say my name Alend ? ".

The next hour is Indonesian private lessons. Syailendra or commonly called Alend, has been using English with a thick British accent to speak everyday. At home Nilam quite often taught him Indonesian, especially when they were both discussing about everything that smells mother earth. Now the boy seems to have mastered a simple conversation. Even with confidence, the cute boy tested his new abilities on some flight attendants.

This seems to be an entertainment for some passengers, especially those who want to return home. Be the star Alend in that flight class. With friendly and cheerful he greeted some passengers, testing his Indonesian language skills. While the passengers who happened to be mostly Indonesian students who wanted to go home, willingly taught a new vocabulary to the adorable cute boy.

" Mommy.The pretty one in blue is called Viona.. ".

" Call her sister Viona ya. ka - kak means old brother also old sister ", Nilam taught. In the next instant Alend had darted over to Viona's sister and the other sister, and began to sound funny babbles interspersed with an anxious laugh.

" If that's the case. paternal child deh... know' aja which is beautiful ", tease Nilam on Rayhan.

" Of course!!!. Genetics will not lie. But the ability to speak and socialize ... it's from you, baby ".

" Oh yes? ... Is it true ?. Wasn't I quiet before ? ", elak Nilam.

" Silent... if' again sleeping ". Rayhan smiled amusedly. " You're the quietest of your pretty friends, but during the history debate!!!! where is the diem. Not to mention if the Sunday morning broadcast..... ".

" Oh yes. apparently Daddy Rey is a mommy fan ... secretly", Nilam said while stroking her stomach. A few moments ago the twin kicked around as if he was talking to his mother's father.

" Eventually mommy anyway .. instead choose Om Eggplant as his girlfriend ".

Nilam laughed amusedly at Rayhan's chattering. " You guys... still teasing each other eggplant and squash ? ".

" Yes.until now. It's delicious in the mouth and in the ears ".

Nilam chuckled, he remembered Aldo the eggplant while his own husband was the siamese pumpkin. " Aldo is married ? ", ask later.

" It should have been two years ago when I left for England. She had just been engaged to her office secretary who.'bohay", Rayhan gave a slight emphasis while making a curling gesture with both hands while saying one last word.

" Whiiiiy'. Why don't you also follow the search .... ' bohay ? ", Nilam's question tone sounded a little upset.

" Wrong!!!. I'm also looking for the most 'bohay. Dapetnya in England .... ".

" Grace.... ?!!! ", cut Nilam fast.

" Kok Grace is!!!!", Rayhan is a bit of a whiff. " Yes you are. how the hell is ".

Nilam blushed shyly while slightly tickling her husband's waist. The woman enjoyed a gentle touch on her head. Makes it thousands of times more comfortable even though it is currently at a height of thousands of feet above sea level. While Rayhan is so happy with all that is now in his grasp.

If crossed again, almost half of his life was to pursue this woman. Nilam was still a teenage girl, an adult girl even until he had become a wife, it did not stop his efforts to always pursue a Nilam. Rayhan looked at his wife who was beginning to look sleepy, in his kiss back fragrant dark black hair as soft as dark silk.

" Go to sleep. I take care of you", he whispered.

It flashed memories of his perfect Sunday morning when the melodious voice greeted through the frequency of radio modulation connected to the headset he was wearing. The distinctive and truly unexpected voice is the voice of the tiny one who had been snapped yesterday.

The girl was too quiet even while the others were actively expressing their opinions, she just sat quietly watching. Since the beginning Rayhan did doubt the ability of this little one, surely because of the connection alone he could be selected into OSIS. Or maybe he insisted on entering OSIS because pingin gaet handsome guys who incidentally scattered in the organization of white gray children. This is his second meeting with the little guy, after the LDK class a few weeks ago.

" You ..... Nilam!.. What do you think ?! ", Rayhan exclaimed in a snapping tone.

Rayhan hoped that the girl would be nervous and surprised as he said in a loud tone. Which means he'll have a chance to dismantle this girl's empty brain. Which means also he can immediately provide concrete examples to all members that look not numbered if joining this organization.

But it was extinct, when sweetly the little one spoke.

" I offer a part of cooperation with radio stations. We get free promotions and they get events to cover. There's still time. If the concept we offer is clear.This event will be able to be a major event for this radio ".

Rayhan was stunned for a moment, he really did not expect the sentence that slid from the lips of this girl as perfect as the shape of her lips which according to Rayhan was very idael. Smart...eit wait a minute, anyone can say that. Rayhan then asked a boomerang question.

" What is the concrete like? Can you explain in detail.... part cooperation that you mean it.... miss ? ", Rayhan's looking for him.

A sweet and optimistic smile accompanied the little girl's light steps. Rayhan was still besedekap with his sharp gaze and slightly underestimated. As the girl passed by in front of him, the air felt filled with a fresh sweet fragrance. Nilam picked up the marker that lay resignedly on the table where Rayhan leaned half his body while watching every move of the girl. And the spontaneous smile and eyes that glanced away felt torn his pride as the chairman.

" Ind FM Radio earlier this month will launch a new cross-school program. Which contains coverage of extracurricular programs or superior programs from schools. We can submit details of our activity plan directly to the show producer .. who happens to be just about to contact some bona fide schools. Steal start.... ".

" Nil... Didn't you broadcast there ? ", Aldo's voice rattled . And the girl nodded quickly in response. " Thats my girl. ", not knowing the shame of the eggplant began to spread its charm.

My girl what?... clearly they were not committed at that time. Rayhan smiled cynically, but was caught by the corner of Nilam's eye.

" That's just an opinion.thank you ". And Nilam was about to return to his seat.

" Nilam .. ", Mr. Ridwan's voice stopped the girl's steps.

" Yes sir.... ".

" Sketches your concept ... select your team, immediately !!! tomorrow is ready.. Can you ?!! ".

" Prepared sir. ", the girl replied firmly yet so sweetly.

Unexpectedly, thanks to the incident brought a positive change to Rayhan. The hardest to wake up. Especially on sunday. He will roll with pleasure under his blanket and will wrath like a volcanic eruption if anyone dares to disturb him. But this Sunday morning, after he waited two days with curiosity that rose to the top, at exactly six o'clock in the morning he was awake.

Turn off the ear-splitting alarm clock ring and replace it with sound with a matching barrel with a bright morning feel. While walking towards the bathroom in his room, Rayhan exerted the volume of his radio sound. Until it sounds clear even at the same time blame the sink faucet to wash his face and brush his teeth.

When superstars and cannonballs are running through your head

And television freak show cop and robbers everywhere

Subway makes me nervous people pushing me too far

I've got to break away

So take my hand now

Cause I want to live like animals

I want to live

I want to run through the jungle

With wind in my hair and the sand at my feet

I've been having difficulties keeping to myself

Feelings and emotions better left up on the shelf

Animals and children tell the truth, they never lie

Which one is more human

There's a thought, now you decide

Compassion in the jungle

Compassion in your hands, yeah

You want to make a run for it

Would you like to take my hand, yeah

Sometimes this life can get you down

It's so confusing

There's so…

Rayhan immediately recognized the song with a rhyming rhythm that evoked the spirit. Animal Songs performed by Savage Garden. High tone on the refrain, the voice of the vocalist is so distinctive. And not felt, Rayhan also sang the parts. Hyaaah.....

" The Compassion in the jungle.....

Compassion in your hands, yeah....

You want to make a run for it

Would you like to take my hand, yeah.... ".

It did not feel the song ended, but when the music was not finished perfectly.

" *Hai .. hello... Ariston ... Jaka Dara all. Meet again with Nirda - Nilam Ardya, special morning show week... Morning Special Weekend with 106.2 Ind FM . The next two hours will still be accompanied by Nirda until eight o'clock.

Thank you brother Darren Hayes and brother Daniel Jones who have opened up the spirit this morning with his Animal Song. Love you savage garden .

Jaka Dara Ind FM connoisseur, as usual today we will follow the breaking news at half seven... there will be an announcement from the Resnu bang which is currently busy mixing. Don't lose everything' about morning special weekend.so stay tune* "

Maybe this is the second time ah not .. precisely the third time Rayhan got a blow from the ability possessed by a girl named Nilam. The first one was at the LDK Training event, when Nilam saved his group during an inaugural night with a three-language monologue. Then two days ago during an OSIS meeting discussing their school's dies natalis. And this morning, when Rayhan was forced to get up early and listen for the first time to the show that the little girl was hosting.

In the end, Rayhan really became a connoisseur of the Sunday morning show. Even up to the inter-school Basketball Tournament, Bazar Bawah dan Pentas Seni as the highlight of the dies natalis event has ended and is no longer covered by the radio station. Rayhan had truly become a connoisseur of the show that morning.

The young man used to pedal his bicycle around the city park not too far from the radio station. At first did not intend to stop by, but the impulse in his little heart was not resisted. One or two times he said just passing, but eventually became a routine on Sunday. Even after Rayhan found out that Nilam had been dating Aldo, he only twice paused his routine. Because there was a sense of annoyance and disappointment not understood by his heart. But the rest, Rayhan came back to the beautiful little guy every Sunday morning.

At that time, he might have started to take heart. But he was too arrogant to admit, too afraid of the rejection Nilam might make of him. He eventually learned from Aldo's courage. The arrow of love, may actually have shot and pierced right in his heart since the first time he caught the accidental twitching of a pair of eyes coloured a spoonful of twilight when covered in rain. The pair of eyeballs were as gray as rain, and Rayhan could never forget them.

" Daddy." suddenly the call shocked him. Syailendra has returned from the row of beautiful sisters' chairs. " I'm gonna pee... ".

" Oh come.... Daddy dropped it off ". Rayhan first enveloped Nilam who had fallen in his mouth, before driving the eldest son to the toilet of the plane.

...........................

The flight was so tiring as to Nilam who was two-bodied. An hour before the plane landed at Soekarno-Hatta International Airport, Nilam had woken up from his sleep. Even though he had gone back and forth to sleep, to walk, to play with Alend, to sleep again, to walk again. As he was stretching his body, he suddenly felt a violent pull on his left calf. Ouuww.. cramp, he grimaces.

" Why ? Cramps ? ", Rayhan awoke upon hearing his wife's shrieking moans.

" Yes.combat ", Nilam tried to straighten his legs and also relax him.

Rayhan bowed and gave gentle touches to the wife's calf. Take off the woman's flat shoes, move her left leg in a twisting and stretching motion.

" Have you gone ? ".

Nilam nodded in response. " Rey. But it used to fit Alend starting the eighth month.This one because two possible, it's like it's been eight - nine months ya pregnant me ".

" dear .... ", Rayhan stroked his wife's cheek. " I didn't know when you were nine months pregnant. Sorry yeah... ".

" Don't remind me of that sad story .... ".

" Sorry. Let's get ready .. I'm carrying Alend ".

At that time the voice of the plane pilot said that in fifteen minutes, the plane will soon land at Jakarta's Soekarno-Hatta airport.

" The boy means twenty-five kilos a month ago.... plus the big backpack ? ".

Hiiii.... Rayhan. He suddenly felt pessimistic about his strength. After an accident that broke both his left ribs and his left femur, he became a bit of a doubt. Although the accident happened five years ago.

" Boy.. boy..we have arrived .. let's get up ", finally the man woke up the firstborn.

The boy squirmed slowly, rubbing his eyes together. He looked at his father, but fell back into the chair and closed his eyes.

" Can I sleep for a little while, Daddy ? ", whimpers.

" We're about to land.... ", Rayhan said as he fitted his seat belt.

" Want to see Uncle Will not?.. aunty Anggi also no looh", Nilam teased.

" Later Alend can also meet Ocha & Bela's sister .. The beautiful ", Rayhan chimed in.

" Who are they ? ", all of a sudden, the boy got excited.

" His brothers Alend ... two beautiful sisters who will surely Iaaaaang very same you ... ".

" Woooew.... ". The pair of gray eyes were round funny along with the sweet cone of his lips.

Nilam smiled amusedly at the conversation of the two men next to him. A slight shock to the body of this iron bird was felt as it began to swoop down. The shock was in line with the shaking of the feeling that had arisen in Nilam's chest.

Six years ago he left this country, bringing with him love, longing and sadness. Lonely crying as the plane began to air out from the place where he was born, matured and found love. At that time his heart was like being squeezed by the pain that demanded him to sacrifice. Young Nilam who went away with his own cries and sufferings.

This time he was not able to withstand the tears that slid down. Nilam cried softly, making Rayhan look at him with a sad look and also full of guilt. Slowly the man carried Nilam's head leaning against his shoulder. Grasping her fingers tightly as if she wanted to convey.

Nilam took a breath as if releasing the entire burden of longing that had been mounting. With his pair of closed eyes he felt a soft caress in his head. In a sigh he whispered .....

" Mommy.... I'm home ........ "