RESTU (For you, Aleesa)

Chapters 157. My shoulders aren't very strong

My salute to the Aleesasas. They're really compact. They clasped each other even though they were drowning in grief. Especially Aksa who continues to hold the hands of his two brothers. He's very strong, that's what Restu can see.

He stared at his sad-faced wife-to-be. He clasped Aleesa's hand and made Aleesa a little surprised. Smile, Restu give it.

Aleesa pointed towards the ocean, Restu followed Aleesa's finger. Her eyes widened. Grandpa and Grandma Aleesa were clearly visible. Their bodies look big and smile towards their children and grandchildren. Restu turned his head back towards Aleesa, but this time Aleesa had already lowered her head.

"That's why we always spend our time sitting like this when we come here. Pipo and Mimo were there, but couldn't get close." Aleesa rubbed the tip of his eyes and made Restu embrace the body of the future wife.

"Did everyone who touched your hand see what you were seeing?" Aleesa nodded in Restu's arms. One thing Restu knew.

They all spent the night in the house inhabited by Aleena. That night no one came out of the room at all. Restu who knows nothing. Wailing around looking for people. The wife-to-be is not there either. He pulled out a cell phone, called Aleesa. However, his phone connection was not answered. Restu just sighed harshly. Until he decided to sit on the terrace. A house officer approached.

"Sir, why are you out?" Restu's forehead shriveled at the reprimand. He looked at the house guard.

"Every time Mr. Gio's family comes here, they'll never leave the house for the first day." Restu was a little surprised.

"They will bring out their sad in their respective rooms. This house is not just to be inhabited, but it is like a photo gallery of Mr. Gio and Madam. Many photos of the late Mr. Gio and Mrs Ayanda. Especially in each room displayed so many photos." Restu didn't know that at all. He also did not realize that in the room he inhabited was also displayed a photo of the late grandfather and grandmother Aleesa.

POVS. AKSAS

Every time I was in Sydney, in Daddy's house where I was and my family was sad, I would get out of there by midnight. I'll go to Mommy and Daddy's grave without a lun knowing. I don't care how the atmosphere is there. Says creepy people, but to me it's a very calming place.

I sat next to Mommy's belly button. I gently rubbed the Headstone that read Ayanda Rishani. My eyes suddenly hurt. My eyes were watery and there was a clear grain on my face. My lips curl a smile with tears that never subside.

"It turns out I can still cry, Mom." My voice vibrates.

After I lost them, I felt that almost all my soul was gone. I'm losing my way. There was no place to ask, no place for me to complain. Although Mommy and Daddy have been gone for more than a year, the sense of loss never goes away. I always miss them and I always wish they were with me again. Hugged my body and gently rubbed my hair.

"It doesn't feel like it's been over a year that Mommy and Daddy have not accompanied Brother, Brother and Grandpa. The three of us are like chicks who have lost a mother. We always strengthen each other when we are not that strong either." Aksa's tears are flowing. However, her lips still curled up a smile.

"Abang tried to replace Daddy. Brother tries to always be a shield for the family Brother who is not okay. I'm trying my best, Dad. Brother tried to do his best, and Brother cried as Brother hugged Brother and thanked him while crying. In fact, Brother has not been able to give the best for Brother. Moreover, Brother always says if Brother is a young version of Daddy. For you, Daddy can never be replaced."

"Abang misses you guys so much. I'm tired, Mom. Sick brother, Dad."

My tears never come back. I sobbed like a child. It saddens me more than Aska did on the day my parents died. I'm actually more fragile. I am more broken. However, I did not show it. Even to my wife.

Trying to pretend to make me like everyone else. I lose myself if I am alone. I didn't recognize myself because of a circumstance that forced me to hold on and stand tall. Hiding all my sadness so that everyone would see if I was a great and strong boy.

I can't say, only tears reveal everything I feel. I could only hug the two navels that I always assumed they never left. I always thought they existed, but they were in a different part of the world. However, when I saw the gravestone that read the name of the person I love, I realized that they were both gone. That's what makes my sadness double if I come to this place. Only this place can let go of my miss, but this place will also make me cry out loud.

"Dad, Mom .. too heavy a load on Brother's shoulders. Brother wanted to share this burden with Adek, but Adek's heart was too weak. Brother does not have the heart. Plus he's devastated by your departure. Until now you still see the sadness that never disappeared from the look of his eyes." I complained. I'm storytelling.

"Sir Echa ....."

If, complaining about my brother, my mouth suddenly turns upside down. Among the three of us I think the most powerful is Brother Echa. Wh why? Not yet three years left by Rion's father, Brother Echa must be left by Mommy and Daddy. It must have been very painful and difficult. However, Big Brother told me and Adek to move on from this sadness. Brother who is now a mother figure for me and Aska. Every day I always ask my news, ask Aska. It's a small thing, but to me it's something amazing. That's the reason why I'll always put up a body for Brother Echa.

"Babbrother's shoulders are no stronger than Echa's, Mom, Dad's." I continued my complaints to my father and mother. "Whatever the problem that is being faced by Brother Echa and Bang Radit, they both never talk and complain. My brother never stayed silent either. My brother always helps them in silence. After all, Brother Echa and Bang Radit are now parents to Brother and Adek."

I smiled when I reported it. I showed a proud face to my parents about my brother and sister-in-law.

"Daddy and Mommy don't have to worry, Abang promised to always hold the hand of Kak Echa and always look after Kak Echa. And so did his three children. That's my promise."

The sea breeze is getting more and more piercing my bones. However, I still feel at home hugging the navel of my parents, so that I do not feel my tears have not dripped anymore. I also smell the perfume my mother and father used.

"Daddy ... Mommy .. are you here?"

...***To Be Continue***...

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