RESTU (For you, Aleesa)

Chapters 158. Longs

The scent of my father and mother's perfume was very clear I kissed. It stings so much in my nose. I'm looking, I wish I'd met them. To every corner of my eye keep looking. However, there was nothing until I looked down again. Now, I'm starting to break my body. Hugging my mother's gravestone right next to me.

"Mom, I miss being petted by Mommy."

I'm like a kid who wants to babble with my mom. I felt a longing that there would never be an antidote. I just felt a very painful longing, which is to miss those who have passed away. The cold coastal wind blew my eyes away.

"You did it, Bang."

I heard Barito's father's voice. I wanted to open my eyes, but it was very difficult. But I felt a hand touch my hair. There's lips that kiss the tip of my head. So warm, so soft.

"Lord, let me open my eyes. I know it's Daddy and Mommy."

My heart screamed. My heart cried out to God. The Lord did not allow me to open my eyes and see my parents.

"Thank you, Bang. You've become a strong man. You can replace Daddy very well. Keep watch over your brother. Don't ever leave him because he's at his weakest."

A voice calling for a meaningful message. I remember that voice so well. My father's voice. The voice of the hero in my life.

"Teach your sister the true meaning of stubbornness. Educate him so he can be like you. Daddy's sure you can."

Daddy.

Yes, it was my father's voice. I wanna see it. I want to open my eyes. Again my eyes were like being given such a strong glue.

"Lord, please just once ...."

I still hope. I just miss both my parents. That'sallthatis.

#pov. Aksa End's.

Elsewhere, a grown man was still standing in front of the bedroom window. He looked straight ahead with empty eyes. He is Ghattan Askara Wiguna. A man who can melt the atmosphere, but can not heal the grief of the departure of both parents simultaneously. His heart was still so broken that he could not say. Only tears revealed his heart.

What child's heart is not sick and sad when God willingly takes two people whom he loves so much in this world. He was not ready to lose, but God took it first.

"Mommy ... Daddy ... Adek kangen."

The screams of the youngest child from Gio and Ayanda. He's not as strong as the brother. He's not as strong as his brother. He's too fragile.

"Mouth said Adek was not sad. In fact, Adek is still very sad. Adek's heart still hurts."

Aska lowered her head so deeply under the dim light. How fragile this time he showed. Leaving behind the pretense that he had been playing. Although everyone also knows that he is not good at keeping lies.

"Lord, it turns out that this sick person was left behind by someone I love and I can't see forever. It hurts, God."

Aksa is so fragile. He cried without a sound. Age does not guarantee that a person will grow up. Just like Aska. Age that is not young, but still crying when left by the person he loves.

"Why is it that every time Adek wants to let go of longing, only tears drip down? Adek wants to hug Mommy and Daddy's body. Adek wants to talk to you guys."

Orang, he who does not sleep looks sadly at the husband who every time he comes here will definitely be like this. He can't do anything. Her husband would cry all night and make her heart cut.

"Mom, Dad, it's not just Bang Aska who is still feeling a deep loss. I feel the same way. However, my heart will be very sad when I see Bang Aska like this. In what way did I heal her grief, Mom? In what way can I calm him down?"

The orange doesn't know what to do. Her husband is very fragile. Her husband is very sad. One year did not make the sadness disappear. Not making those tears subside.

In another room, Elthasya Afani or Echa can only see photos of Dad, mama, and also papah. A photo that Echa always takes everywhere. There is an endless sadness. There are tears that never find drought. The clear thread drips so smoothly. It was as if there was no barrier for him to glide freely.

He was silent, he did not say. Only his eyes seemed to be revealing everything.

"Dad is now no longer alone," said Echa as she looked at the photo of the father. "Mom and Papah are with me." Echa's lips smiled. However, the clear fur still dripped. I could only look, without hugging. You can only say long, without meeting.

"Why does time go around so fast? Just now Echa felt such great affection from two fathers and one mother, but now that happiness is gone buried with the bodies of the three of you. There is no place to tell stories. There's no place to joke. Echa's the oldest child, but Echa hasn't been able to be a mother to them."

People see Echa not too sad when Ayanda and Gio leave. People see Echa's affection as greater for the father than for the mother. The cry was heard when the tears had not dried yet, the tomb was still wet. People are so cruel to say that. Luckily Radit was always next to Echa. Strengthen and continue to provide support for his wife who is very weak until her condition drops for a week.

"No need to listen to other people. They can only judge without knowing how things really are." That sentence made Echa feel a little calm. Plus his two younger siblings are always with Echa and are not affected by the words of people outside there.

"That's just a word from the provocateur that our family is divided." Aksa has explained.

"No matter how big the situation is, the three of us have to hold each other, go hand in hand. We'll be strong if we face it together." Aska, he also strengthened Echa.

If, given that, Echa felt it was not appropriate to be called as a substitute mother for both of them. The twins Aksa and Aska are too strong and tough. And he is too fragile.

"Mah, Pah ... Echa misses you. Echa misses Dad too. Can't you be present in Echa's dream?" His gaze was still on the piece of photo he held.

"Echa misses ...."

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

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