Red Noctah
The Part 37
Bisma's car stopped unhindered in front of her yard after Ashar. They both went down, while Razik was still sleeping in the backseat.
"Razik let me yes, tonight stay at my house, tomorrow I return to you," he asked his ex-wife. When it looks restless.
"Don't worry If, later if you are fussy you must be horrified, our room is not too far away, although different houses. Your voice if you call Bik Lastri just like the buzz from my room," he said honestly.
"Razik doesn't like to wake up tonight, he's gonna find me?" the mother of one child was devastated. Bhishma smiled gently to make the woman he still loved so much calm.
"How can I be close, if, if I don't have many opportunities together, while we're not living together," said the man asking for his opinion.
"Yes last night, if you fuss again to the one who has."
"And the one with Razik we both have, if, I'm his father and you're his mother, so .. We're both Razik's parents."
"Yes, yes understand, do not need to be explained as well, yes I have gone home first," the saying passed, passing, first get closer to Razik and land a kiss of affection on the boy who is still a gangster with a rather heavy feeling.
"Titip Razik ya," said before finally moving away from the yard of his neighbor's house.
When you go home without Razik it feels so empty. Ah .. accustomed to the child makes the woman feel that something is missing and feels lonely. Every night will make milk and tonight of course not, that Bhishma will work.
"About Razik what is yes, no fuss, just now I'll stay fit again to sleep," muttered Bila pacing back and forth in his room. The woman had just finished performing the prayer, staring at the watch in her hand which was still pointing at the figure of half-eight.
The sound of knocking on the door made the distraught woman turn her head.
"I'm sorry, Non Bila, waiting for Mother and Father to have dinner" said Lastri interrupted.
"Yes, Ma'am, I'm going down in a minute" he replied rising up from there.
When eating with an unsettled heart. He suddenly remembered Razik whether the little boy had eaten or not. The woman got up from the dining room.
"Where are you going Bil?" tanya Bu Rima saw the movement When leaving the dining table.
"Bun, meanwhile, wants to prepare for Razik, who knows tonight he has not eaten, pity," said the woman worried.
When taking the container in a shelf, immediately fill the rice, complete with vegetable side dishes from a separate container. When packing it and leave it to Mbak Lastri to take it to the next door neighbor.
"Non, this is for Den Razik what Den Bisma is, how much is very," he said highlighting the contents of the provisions.
"Make Raziklah, but if his father wants it can also be shared," replied When relaxed.
"Snap Ma'am, love him, my son will be hungry" said the woman returned to the dining room. Rejoined his parents.
"Udah Bil," asked Bu Rima smiling. Whether the attention was shown to Razik, but he felt happy that between his daughter and Bisma still communicate well. Moreover, knowing from the morning they had just spent time together, Miss Rima wished they were always shaded by happiness.
After dinner, go straight back to the room. The woman felt that there was no meaningful activity, sitting at the study table while opening her laptop. Writing and reading is one of the hobbies when lonely moments start greeting. If there is usually a small boy who is a ngrecokin, or struggling to work out a rambunctious bin, tonight there are no significant obstacles. It felt so calm and quiet. The woman began to busy stringing beautiful words into a sentence, to form a paragraph that fits and meaningful.
Unconsciously, when you have spent hours. Drowning in cyberspace does sometimes make people feel at home to linger. Looking at the clock that turned out to have been at the number eleven passed. The woman quickly got up, relaxed her muscles that felt stiff.
Go to the bathroom and clean up, then get ready for bed. His eyes stare at the ceiling of the room, his mind glaring far away, like something was missing in him. The bed felt pretty loose. The woman rolled to the right and to the left to get a comfortable position. The place was comfortable, but his heart was broken. His heart and mind were suddenly piqued and ringed by his son.
"Astaghfirullah .. why can't I sleep, Razik .. Only last night I wasn't with you, I wasn't so calm." The woman sat down to calm herself with a lot of istighfar.
Grab an instant hijab and immediately step up. The woman went out to the balcony, stole the hearing that Razik and Bhishma would be troubled and gave up and returned to her. Long enough to be there.
While Bisma himself, from the afternoon suddenly busy. Although tired all day, but the feeling was not felt because his heart was enveloped in happiness. His sleep has been lonely for days, now there will be a small child ready for his guess, the man smiled while remembering a series of jokes given his ex-wife about the rules of Razik.
The man was about to make milk when his house bell rang. Bhishma immediately welcomes who their guests are these nights. It turned out that someone at the door was the housekeeper of his ex-wife who delivered food on the woman's errand.
Bisma muttered thank you with a smile spread to receive the provision. Open it immediately and it turns out that it contains a lot. Incidentally, the man had not eaten dinner, just wanted to deliver food while making milk for his son.
"Wih ... delicious, eat for free," exclaimed Pandu approaching.
"Don't touch it, it's for Razik and his father, okay!"
"Ish .. stingy amad, for little ...." Pandu interjected, when his hand stretched out to taste, Bisma immediately brushed it off.
"No Guide, it's special when it's ready for the two of us, me and Razik, so you don't get a part, buy food there!" Bisma immediately brought her provisions to the room and prepared to feed the busy little boy enthusiastically scribbled blank paper scribbles, while actively researching the goods there.
"Honey, maem used to be allowed to play again, drink milk, brush teeth and sleep .." he said given the details of his words his ex-wife gave the mandate.
Razik was busy playing, his father was busy feeding painstakingly. After that he filled the stomach with a warm feeling. Though the provision was specifically for Razik, but may he ge er when Lastri said 'maybe for if his father wants' the woman deliberately exaggerated the food because for him.
Ah ... The small attention alone makes the man happy immeasurably. The night was getting late, the man was not yet sleepy. After accompanying her son to sleep, she opened her mobile gallery. The corner of his lips curled up just like that when he found the pictures of the three of them there. Where Bila and Razik look so happy. The smile came off without any burden on the face of his ex-wife. The smile that always made his heart tremble, after so long he never found.
"Not slept?" the voice came to the ears of the beautiful woman who was staring at the starlit night sky. The woman turned her head, finding her ex-husband standing on the balcony of her room staring straight up. Same, looking up at the sky as well.
