My boy's introvert

52. Andini Aurelli

Beautiful, white, tiny. Eyelashes that have not elongated, Eyebrows that have not grown and smooth head hair. Her eyes are pretty brown, her lips tiny with dimples just on the right.

Her first cry broke out, like practicing a vocal by letting out a melodious tone. His body weight is 3.5 with a length of 50cm.

Her name is as beautiful as the one that has. Born in the morning accompanied by the sound of birds singing welcoming the sun.

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"Miss, have there been no reports of anyone looking for me anymore?" Ask Amel who is breastfeeding Andini..

"No, we better not expose you too much until your memory is completely recovered. Mother is still very afraid to remember the events of yesterday" Mother Miyah sat down with a long sigh.

"The old man can usually want to have you even though he is married. His depraved lust almost ruined your life."

"He claimed to be your husband with all the forged documents. Hhhh don't remember anymore. What matters now is that we have to take care of Andini." Say Mom Miyah while kissing Andini's head.

"Yes mom" stroked her little baby's head.

"Last of this I often dream of a handsome man with wavy hair (gondrong), white skin, and his hands tattooed to the arm."

"But who is he?" Amel said with a blank look.

"Already Dea, we've focused on your daughter. Don't rush to get married. I'm afraid that if one day your memory comes back then it'll complicate your relationship and your life if you're rash to take action right now." Advise Miyah's mother while folding the blanket and tidying things up before hurrying up.

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"Come, brother, sneak!" Look at the yogi who walks lazily towards him.

"yes, patience!" Relaxing walk.

Jhon and Yogi rent a boat and crew to cross to the nearby island with the crash site of Helly in Amel last time.

Armed with a photo of Amel Jhon determined to find his own wife full of enthusiasm and confidence. One by one the islands were visited to extract information on Amel's whereabouts. But unfortunately, the results are still nil as well.

Yogi decides to stop in search because he thinks about Tara's pregnant situation. Not to mention the spate of jobs that are often neglected and neglected.

"Go home, brother, you take care of Tara" said Jhon who sat staring at the empty ocean.

"mmm, I've also missed him a lot. It doesn't feel like we've been looking for two months and only ten islands we've visited." jaeab Yogi.

"Yes, there are 99 more islands."Cletuk Jhon while daydreaming and his wrath merrmas sand.

tick.tuk...

The sound of a glass bottle hit by a rock.

"Look at that floating bottle, only a fool would do such a thing in this milanial era." Jhon Squinted his gaze.

For people who are far from the reach of the internet, maybe it is a cool game that does not require a lot of energy. Or it could be as a tool to ask for help when pressed." Yogi stared at the sea.

"Tools asking for help?" ask Jhon to make sure.

"Hemmm yes" replied the original Yogi.

"Don't Amel also do such a thing?" Said Jhon while looking at the astonished Yogi.

For a while Jhon and Yogi looked at each other. Like talking through the eyes. Deciphering something only from the movement of eyebrows up and down or with the meeting of eyelashes when blinking.

"That!."

Jhon and the yogi ran together and threw themselves into the sea to chase the bottle, which was washed away by the waves.

While Yogi immediately poured himself onto the shore and breathed hard.

"Try reading." Yogi says loudly.

***They call me Dea.

But I don't know who I am.

Lord, thank you for bringing this little princess into my life.

Those pretty little lips are nothing like mine. Did you inherit your father's beauty?

I don't know, who's your father and who am I?

Silky Sand, 08 08 2020***

The contents of the letter instantly made Jhon tremble and his tears flowed profusely. His feet felt limp, his breathing grew fast.

"A.amel...." Jhon crying.

"What's? you got a lead?" Yogi rushed to Jhon and grabbed the old paper.

"It wasn't written long ago." Yogi.

"That means not.away from here." Imbuh sure.

"Hallo brother, do you know where the island or the place called silky sand is?" Ask Jhon over a long distance connection.

"I'm looking for it, right now,"

"Oh, there's no. Did you find any clues?" Ask Nino.

"Yes, please dig up information about the island or beach called Silky sand".

"well, you'd better go home and rest while waiting for my results." Answer Nino.

"no, brother, I'm pretty sure he's alive and I want to find him soon. I'm sure this letter is his handwriting." Answer Jhon while holding the bottle letter.

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"Andini Aurelli, your name is beautiful, son. Even though your mother forgot this memory doesn't know what it means at all. But I just want that name pinned on you." Amel kissed the little baby's forehead.

Elsewhere.

[Hallo baby, where are you? So you guys are coming home today?] Tara's worried.

[Dear, we'll go home and rest first. We just find a bottle letter that accidentally either happens to be coincidental or fate] Jaeab Yogi takes away the anxiety of his wife Tara.

[Really? Ahh... I am really happy] Tara said while wiping away the tears of happiness.

[Hurry home I miss you] Tara continued.

[Hmmm take good care of our baby. Love you] Yogi closes the call.

"You were lucky when your wife was pregnant you were next to her. I'm I'm getting disappointed in myself not being next to my wife and kids in their hard times." Jhon lowered his head and spoke softly.

"This is part of our destiny. At least we now know their news. They're your wife and son safe. She's a girl, who would have thought her name was." The Yogi affirms Jhon's feelings.

"You're right, brother, there have been too many complaints that have hindered my steps and spirit." Jhon said while looking at Amel's writing on a bottle.