Pellucid

Chapter 68 - Surprise

Trings...

At four o'clock in the morning, Bening's phone suddenly got a message from an unknown number. The owner, who had just fifteen minutes ago slept after a whole night of sleeplessness, did not wake up even though his phone was ringing quite fast.

Ayu had woken up but he only saw a cursory message coming in on Bening's phone. Afraid of waking up, he finally continued his sleep because of drowsiness back.

Half an hour later, the Bening cell phone alarm went off, time for Fajr prayers.

"Eugh..."

He also woke up because his phone alarm went off. His hands stretched out to grab the phone he had placed next to him and he turned off his alarm. His eyes were still closed but a few seconds later it was wide open.

He saw Ayu still sleeping beside him. He immediately got up and cleaned himself into the bathroom.

Shortly after bathing, Bening also woke Ayu for dawn prayers. He also performs his regular worship every morning. Soon Ayu also followed Bening for prayer after cleaning himself.

Because it still looks dark outside, Ayu asks Bening's permission to rest again. Bening also told Ayu to rest.

Because he knows, Ayu is very tired and probably still jet lag. Not used to traveling by plane. It drained his mind a lot while in the air.

Even those who wear casual clothes home with bright yellow flowers exit the room and go down the stairs to the Papa's room below. Bening's left hand grasped the light brown gift box hidden behind his body.

Tok...

He knocked on the door of Papa's room. In the room, Komjen Pol Prasetyo Pambudi who just finished teaching after the dawn prayer. He heard a knock on the door and placed his mushaf and folded his alphabet on a small table.

"Tumben this early in the morning Bik Ningsih knocked on the room? What's the matter?" inner Clear Papa.

He stood up and stepped towards the door of his room still wearing white cocoa clothes and a holster complete with black peci. This morning Papa Bening's face was full of joy.

I don't know why. He doesn't know either. After waking up and having a beautiful dream meeting the shadow of his beloved wife Dew who smiled at him, he did his morning routine today full of joy. Different from the previous day.

The positive aura and happiness emanated so clearly in the outline of his handsome face at his current age that was about to enter half a century.

Chequek...

Komjen Pol Prasetyo Pambudi's room door opens. Suddenly he was immediately surprised to see the only princess he missed so much, now really in front of him.

Not dreams. Not illusions. Especially mirages.

"Be_ning," call Komjen Pol Prasetyo Pambudi in a stammering tone.

Even he smiled and nodded.

"Father, Clear kangen."

A hug and a longing whisper from a child to his father was immediately poured out and clearly heard in the ears of Komjen Pol Prasetyo Pambudi. Unconsciously because he was still surprised he returned Bening's embrace with mixed feelings.

His heart was deeply moved and happy that his Bening was real back home. He can hold. He can hug. He can kiss. Pouring his affection like a parent on a child that he never gave to the maximum in the first place.

"Oh, baby. You pick Papa up early in the morning. Papa thought it was a dream. It turns out that Papa's prayer was answered. Can hug you in this house," said Papa Bening with teary eyes.

The father and son hugged each other tightly. Wreaks out the longing and love that is in each other's hearts to be expressed. Not harbored anymore.

Even her eyes shed her tears. At this time he felt so much how the love of parents who really to the maximum. Because in the past the Papa only gave the form of love through wealth facilities and meet the needs of Bening both school affairs and so on. Except love and affection.

But now, life feels complete already. For all his prayers and wishes have been granted by God. That the Papa can love and love him like a parent in general to his child.

"Bengan can go to Papa's room?" ask Bening lirih.

"Of course I can love. Come on in," said Papa Bening while holding his daughter's hand.

Both of them sat on the sofa.

"Well, how do you like not to surprise yourself by coming now?" ask Bening while smiling thinly.

"Papa happy and loves dear. Thanks a lot yes. Papa thinks you can't come. The latter said there was a campus event that could not be left behind," said Papa Bening while hugging Bening.

"Hehe. let's be a surprise. Sorry I lied to you, Pah. Don't be angry," the funny great-grandson.

"Hem," replied Papa Bening briefly.

"After Papa is inaugurated tomorrow morning, the afternoon Bening directly back to Jogja again the same Ayu. The reason is that the permit does not enter the campus just a day on Monday. If work, Bening deliberately took a leave of absence."

"Oh, you go to Jakarta with Ayu. Where is he now?" ask Papa Bening.

"Let's still sleeping. Poor Pah again tired of his son's weight. Still jet lag. Never been on a plane. So please understand," said Bening chuckle.

Komjen Pol Prasetyo Pambudi also smiled at the words of his daughter.

"This is a small gift from me to Papa. Congratulations on his new role as Wakapolri. May Papa keep the trust given well and honestly. Be a good role model for our family. Love you, Pah."

Bening also gave the gift box to Komjen Pol Prasetyo Pambudi. Then hugged his Father tightly and whispered a string of affectionate sentences, prayers and clear hopes for the Papa.

Komjen Pol Prasetyo Pambudi received a gift from Bening and hugged his daughter back. He even cried so hard that his back shook. She did not deserve to be treated well by her daughter.

Because in his past, he treated badly to Bening. A piece of memory in the past when he snapped even once whipped Bening with his belt back flashed in his mind.

Even before he had the heart, he had whipped Bening until his daughter's back was flushed just because Bening ditching in the piano lessons schedule which was expensive at 500,000/hour.

At that time Bening did not go to piano lessons because he served his teacher who suddenly had a heart attack at school and died on the same day.

He felt his heart torn to shreds when he remembered it all.

"Thank you dear. Forgive me, Papa, all this time has not been a good Papa for you. Sorry," whispered Komjen Pol Prasetyo Pambudi in Bening's ear when the two were still hugging tightly.

Bening took off the hug and wiped away her Papa's tears.

"Easy-after. It's our happy day. No one else can cry. Okay," great-granddaughter Bening while thrusting her little finger.

"Okay, ready! Beautiful commander Papa," said Papa Bening, smiling and replying by linking his pinky finger to his daughter's finger.

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