On Bed Om Rudy

Two sisters

Myla stared at the window of the plane that was taking her from Uncle Sam's country to the capital. Beside him, Om Rudy was still sleeping. It was time for them to return to the real world that they wanted to forget for a moment. Paper that did not want to be opened a few months ago finally opened as well.

The last letter from Aunt Katrin when she died. Myla looked at the paper she read as the plane was flying for several hours. The farewell words and hopes of her late mother are in there.

The late Aunt Katrin wanted her and her father to continue living happily, finding new love and starting a happy new life. In his homeland there, the new CEO of his mother's company Demian, was waiting for him. Many times Demian expressed her feelings and asked her to get married but Myla was not ready to give up her bachelorhood, she felt that if her grieving father was not ready to lose his only daughter.

“What are you thinking, Honey?” om Rudy's voice breaks Myla's daydream of Demian's proposal.

“Papa is awake? In an hour we will land in the homeland, Myla can no longer wait to eat a variety of foods typical of our country. Cheese has made me breakouts,” Myla claws with her big smile. Om Rudy just smiled, a typical smile from both dimples of his cheeks. Even if seen at a glance Om Rudy will be mistaken as the oldest brother of Myla because of their closeness and compactness.

“What Demian will pick us up?” asked his father again, his gaze far out the window where the eastern horizon spurted a golden color.

“Hmmm .. he said yes, he will pick us up at the airport later. Demian wants to chat with Papa he said also .. later if Papa's jetlag is gone.” Myla kept the paper she held earlier in her blazer pocket. Upon arrival he wants to feel directly met with Satria and Liany, posting photos of their small family on Satria Instagram makes him always longing.

Two months early in the USA, Myla immediately continued her papa treatment plus the death of Aunt Katrin, Om Rudy had dropped. However, Myla tries hard so that Om Rudy does not fall down again, as her mother wishes in the letter.

“Demian would like to propose to you huh?” shoot Om Rudy exactly like the one in Myla's head. The girl looked nervous and felt bad.

“Engh .. Myla doesn't want to rush, Pa. Myla doesn't want Papa to feel alone and lonely anymore. Myla—“

“Myla, honey, if your best mate has arrived don't run, son. Papa doesn't mind if you marry Demian. The boy is kind and seems to be a confidant of your brother, Satria. Surely Satria also knows which is best for her little sister.”

Myla's eyes were wet, she was indeed finally in love with Demian, her persistence in seizing her heart was indeed worthy of consideration as a potential husband.

“Myla does not want to stay in Papa,” Mya turned her face, looking straight ahead with eyes ready to shed tears.

“You won't leave Papa, Myla. You will not go anywhere, if Demian agrees you guys stay with Papa, anyway the house will indeed be yours if Papa comes after your late mama later.”

“Papa say what?” refute Myla quickly, take tissue from her bag and wipe her tears.

“Good idea, Myla will make a condition for Demian, if Demian wants to marry Myla then she has to stay with us. Myla will take care of Papa until old age and Papa will see Papa's grandchildren in that house.”

Om Rudy grabbed Myla's shoulder and kissed her daughter's head affectionately, his eyes also dewy. He could not wait to meet Demian and heard the proposal for his daughter from the young man.

Satria stared at her computer screen on which she was on a video call with a middle-aged man across the continent. Before leaving for work and dropping by at the hospital he had to talk to someone.

“Good night, Papa. Sorry to interrupt Papa's time these nights,” Satria looks very serious in front of his computer screen.

“Ouh Satria my Son, no .. no you don't bother at all. Is there anything that is very important? Usually you just email me, son.” The Indonesian brown-haired man still sounded fluent even though he had not returned to Indonesia for a long time.

“How's Yelena doing, Pa?” Satria was directly on the topic of his conversation, he had been told if the girl was okay, was in college and working in a good place.

“Yelena ... your sister .. she's fine, she's fine, your sister is enjoying her time as a worker. Why are you suddenly asking the girl?” ask Mr. Clark who's wearing his sleeping pajamas. He receives a video call from Satria in his study.

“Yelena's not okay, Pa. I found her on the street almost beaten up by her lover and. Whether this is good news or other bad news, Yelena is in the middle of three months pregnant.” Satria looks furious, she wants to know what is going on so that her adopted sister is very far away from her home.

“Oohhh .. Lord... the boy...” Mr. Clark lowered his head while shaking his head, his hair began to thin and the hand holding his temple began to wrinkle.

“A few years ago we had a big fight, he did not want to continue his studies that stayed a little more. He wants to travel the world with some of his friends, you know how he is, right? The girl's brain was just filled with crazy and ridiculous ideas. I threw him out of the house. I purposely didn't tell you because, that girl's carelessness shouldn't drag your time. Your life there is good, especially now that you are married.”

“Pa, you are my family, Yelena is my sister, how could I possibly leave her in trouble, at least Yelena will listen to me, Pa.” Satria was flabbergasted to hear the answer from her foster father.

“Let the experience teach him, he is an adult and knows the cause and effect of his actions. Don't let him trouble you again, son. Let him choose his path.”

“No, Pa. I'm not going to let Yelena sink in the mud there and get battered in the hands of a loser like Mike, she's my sister. I will do my best for her, Papa and Yelena have made my life this good, I will not forget that.”

“No, Pa, I know Papa never counted with me, but I was your oldest boy, wasn't I? I am her older brother Yelena, so Yelena will be my responsibility, Pa.”

Mr. Clark was just silent in front of his computer screen, an overwhelming feeling flooded his chest. Satria's foster father really proved his intuition about Satria, if his adopted son would be an extraordinary man.

“Pa, it's time I went to the office. We'll tell Papa again about Jelena later. I'm going, Pa. Take care of Papa's health, I love Papa.” Satria develops her best smile which is reciprocated with the smile of Mr. Clark that she just pulled away.

Satria sighed, she had no idea what was going to happen next, which she obviously just wanted Yelena to no longer be reached by Mike.

“Honey, Mama Rangga, I'm leaving for the office!” exclaim Satria who has held her briefcase. Liany emerged from Rangga's room with Lilis tailing her while holding Rangga.

“Hey .. wait a minute Mr. CEO, here first,” said Liany while turning her husband's shoulder right facing her. With deft fingers Liany fixed the knot of her husband's tie and tightened it to the feet of the collar of Satria's shirt.

“OK, it's neat. I'm going to the hospital to accompany Yelena there, maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow she can go home. Oh yeah, don't forget Myla also arrived today, said Demian who will pick her up.” Liany looked at her husband with a sweet smile.

“Ouh .. I forgot that, I'll call Myla and Demian later. Thank you, you want to accompany Yelena there,” Satria said and landed a kiss on Liany's forehead.

“Eeehhheeemm.. ehhhheeeemmm... here is singles.... here is singles,” says Lilis imitates the sound of a parrot making a sound when Satria is about to land her lips on Liany's lips.

Satria sighed then patted her forehead, Liany chuckled at Satria's always frustrated expression facing her son's unique baby sitter behavior pattern.

“Papa road first yaa Rangga, Lis, take good care of Rangga yaa,” Satria said while rubbing his son's head.

“Ooh definitely Sir, although no one has kept Lilis' heart, Lilis will still run the task of keeping Den Rangga,” joked Lilis with a face made seriously. Satria just glared at the girl which made Liany not stop laughing. They also drove Satria up to the porch of the house and waved their hands.

At ten o'clock in the morning Liany had arrived at the hospital, he was still worried if he was followed by Mike or his men. However, her husband assured her that she would be safe and would not be bothered by Yelena's fiance. Liany's confidence grew when she saw two policemen standing guard in front of Yelena's room. It was fortunate that Liany brought a large supply so that she could split a few pieces of toast and sandwiches to the two policemen.

Slowly Liany opened Yelena's room and closed it slowly as well. Liany is shocked to not find Yelena in her bed, immediately she searches for the girl inside the bathroom.

“Graceaaa Yelenaaa! What are you doing?!” liany looked panicked.

“I just want to pee, Brother. I can't possibly have to wet my bed, ‘kan?” replied Yelena who was seen sitting in the closet.

“I don't mind you peeing, but the thing on your finger is Yelena, remember you're pregnant!” Liany pointed at the thing that Yelena had clamped down on.

“Where did you get it?” Liany forcefully pulled the thing and looked at Yelena in surprise. The girl smiled smirked, “I pickpocketed her from the attendant who was standing guard outside my room as they let their guard down. Can pregnant women not smoke? I guess it's just a myth.”

Liany snorted and immediately threw the cigarette butts into the trash after it was extinguished because of water, as well as another pack of cigarettes that Yelena stored near the bathroom sink.

“Do you really not know if cigarettes can harm your fetus?!” sergeant Liany again, he helped Yelena walk to get back to her bed.

“Alright .. well .. I won't smoke anymore, I also stopped drinking liquor when I found out I was pregnant. Oh yeah, my brother where?” asked Yelena who was looking for Satria, she only realized that Liany was alone.

“She has an important meeting today and her sister also just returned from LA, maybe she will go see him first.” Liany stuffed Yelena's back with a pillow so that the girl could sit well.

“Wait ... sister? Satria has a sister? I don't know that, is the foster sister too?” cecar Yelena is curious.

“Ouh no, she is Satria's younger sister who is a different mother father, Satria also only found out in recent years after she met her biological mother,” explained Liany.

“His sister?” ask Yelena again to confirm.

“Iya, name Carmyla Hermawan. I brought you breakfast from home, you eat first huh?” Liany turned around to prepare Yelena's breakfast. The girl stared blankly at the window and repeatedly mentioned Myla's name. There was sadness in his heart as well as envy as it turned out that he was not the only sister of Satria Abimana.