
The air journey from Singapore to Jakarta was finally taken by Belva and Sara in almost two hours. Along the way, Belva seemed calm. There is a reason why Belva is calm, because throughout the trip Evan was so active to invite Sara to chat.
It feels like so much Evan is talking about from toys, cartoons, to the critical questions Evan asks Sara. It was fortunate that Sara was so patient, and could compensate for Evan's enormous curiosity. After all, Sara did not mind because the child at the age of 4 years has so critical and curious. Sara's job is to stimulate Evan by asking follow-up questions and making room for Evan to talk. It tells us what is in his brain and heart. The child who feels heard will feel relieved, that's what Sara now does.
“Evan talk a lot huh Darling?” belva asked, whispering to Sara.
“It's okay, Mas ... children of Evan's age do a lot of telling stories and want to be heard,” replied Sara.
“You're not tired of listening and keeping up with Evan who talks as if it's endless?” ask Belva again then.
Sara smiled and shook her head slowly, “No. For four years, I thought now my son was how big? Can he talk already? I would love to talk to my son. Now, I can have a time like this with Evan, of course I'm happy,” Sara replied.
It is undeniable, Sara used to be so lonely and always missed Evan. Imagining how her son grew up without her sometimes made Sara's heart feel claustrophobic. So now, Sara does not mind and is happy because Evan is open to her and Evan looks so fond of her.
Trying to see from Sara's point of view, Belva finally nodded her head, “Iya .. Evan was like that. But you need to know. That the first word that Evan spoke was Mother,” Belva story this time.
Listening to Belva's story, Sara's eyes felt teary. Didn't think the first word Evan said was Mother.
“Really?” sara asked to convince.
“Iya .. Nda, yes Mommy ... that is Evan's first word. All that is enough to be proof that Evan is dear to the Mother,” Belva replied this time.
“I felt guilty leaving Evan for four years. When I give happiness to others, there is absolutely no happiness in my life. I spent the whole day praying for Evan. Pray that Evan will grow up healthy and happy. The son I gave birth to, but did not brush up on every day,” says Sara now.
It was Belva who moved her hand and now held Sara's hand.
"It's all just the past. Now you have so much time with Evan" Belva said, trying to strengthen Sara's heart at this time.
Slowly Sara nodded her head, "Yes .. Thank you very much, Mas," Sara replied.
Until in the end the plane they boarded began to reduce its altitude in the air. Slowly swooping and turning. Sara observed the view of the blue ocean below which looked so beautiful. Sometimes Sara reflexes grasping Belva's hand when feeling the air pressure in the fuselage is reduced. Until finally the plane really has been speeding so fast. The wheels of the plane have touched the streets today.
Eventually the plane landed perfectly. Passengers queue to get off the plane. Same with Sara, Belva, and Evan who are now also waiting in line to get out of the plane. They headed to Terminal 2 of Soekarno-Hatta International Airport and then picked up their luggage.
Almost half an hour passed, until finally a driver picked up Sara, Belva, and Evan. The driver who will deliver the third to the residence Belva Agastya.
"We're going home, aren't we, Pap?" ask Evan who looks so excited right now.
"Yes Evan, we're going back to our house" said Belva.
"Yeay, Evan's happy. In our big house now there is Mama" Evan yelled this time.
This is the first time after marriage Sara will stay at Belva Agastya's house again. This time Sara will stay at Belva's residence not as a second wife, nor as a woman who rents her womb. However, as the only woman Belva loved.
The journey from the airport to the Belva residence is taken within an hour. Until finally they have now arrived at the Belva residence.
Seen Aunt Wati who ran in droves to welcome the arrival of the Host, Belva Agastya.
"Still Bi" replied Belva.
Then Evan got out of the car and greeted ART who had worked for Belva for years.
"Evan's home" he said this time.
"Hello Auntie Wati," Sara said in the end.
Seeing the arrival of Sara with Belva and Evan, Aunt Wati actually shed her tears.
"Welcome Mrs Sara," Aunt Wati replied this time.
Without further ado, Sara then eroded the distance and immediately hugged Aunt Wati.
"Call as you normally would, Bi. Nothing has changed" Sara said this time.
It felt like Sara was so moved to be welcomed so well this time. Even Sara shed her tears as she hugged Aunt Wati.
"Mbak Sara .. Bibi is happy because now Sister Sara will be the mistress of this house. Not only are Mr. Belva and Evan happy, Bibi is also very happy" he said.
Then they entered the big house. And Belva took Sara to enter her room. The room Sara used to live in for 12 months at Belva's house.
"This is our room, Sara," Belva said this time.
Sara also put a smile on her face. Did not think that this room was what Belva eventually occupied and served as the main room of the man.
"From today on, this room will be the contest room of the two of us. Not just to rest, but also to combine the love between me and you. From today on, I hope there will be a lot of happiness in this house. New hope will blossom and the three of us will live happily. Wait a few moments, I will wake up a new palace for you" Belva replied this time.
Sara, who was smiling and looking at her husband, "Living here doesn't matter to me. We can create beautiful memories together in this house" Sara replied.
Although of course the house also holds memories of the late Anin, but Sara did not mind. The three of them could create wonderful memories together in that house.
However, Belva seemed to shake his head, "No. I'll wake up a new palace for you. In a few months we can fill it. The palace will be filled with the story and love of the three of us. The palace that frames our lives every day. Wait until that time comes. I hope to have many children with you later in the Palace of Love both of us" Belva replied earnestly.
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