Sons & Daughters

I love you

I sat in the long chair, looking around. Try not to look at the eyes of the Son. I can't afford to sit face to face with him. Finally, I was forced to sit back against his body, so that he would not see my joint face.

"Do you like this place?" son Claims opens the conversation

"Yes, this is a good place" I replied

"You're still thinking about Aunt Windi?" exclaim Putra back

"No, I've done it."

"Then why are you? though I've been working hard to get you to a place this good, but look at you. You just ignored me and seemed to think I didn't exist."

"I'm fine. Just a little tired," I said slowly

The son immediately held both of my cheeks and forced me to look at him. He noticed a circle under my eyes that had been bloated and red. Unexpectedly, he knew. If I'd just cried all night.

"Who is he! who has hurt you. Let me teach you a lesson!" the Son rose from his seat

"not nobody. I'm just a little tired, so my eyes are like this" I said

"You've always been like this. Why is it that whenever you have a problem, you are alone. Tell me, I'll hear it."

How could I say that I became like this because of you Son. I'm so embarrassed. Why did I realize that your presence meant so much to me. Why should you be the one I love. Why not Reyhan. You and him are the same. My friend since childhood.

"Let's see this." The son got up and took some flowers. Flowers are yellow, red, pink, and purple. Then he strung together and tied up artistically. He then handed the flower arrangement to me.

"You know not, if for example the flowers in this world are only one color is already beautiful. But if it is only one, then if he goes extinct there will be no more intercessors. No one can help him, because he has no friends. So does man. We won't be able to live alone. Therefore, if you feel sad, feel empty, feel anxious, share that burden with others. By telling me your problem. I won't force you. But instead of continuing to feel tormented alone, let me also join your burden." The son then smiled. Makes me moan to see it.

"Why should you?" I answered my tears

"What?"

" Look at me" said the son

"I can't" I replied without opening my face

"Look at me" cried the Son again

I slowly opened the palm that covered my face. I saw the Son smiling, and he held tightly to both hands.

"Do you hate me?"

"No,"

"Didn't you like me here?" ask again

"No,"

"Then get up." My son helped me stand up. Then she took out a handkerchief from inside her pocket and started wiping away the tears that had spilled on my cheek.

"Don't be sad, I'm here. I am by your side" said the gentle Son

Then I smiled. Heeded the tears that flowed back on my white cheeks. "I love you Son."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I realized it too late. I became like this because I was upset about my feelings. I love you, I want to always be by your side" I sobbed. The son then hugged me. Warm.

"Is what I heard right? you love me" said the son in disbelief. I replied with a slow nod.

We both drowned in the mood. Like two pigeons that have been reunited from two sides of the continent. I want to be with you, Son. It lasted long enough. Until I didn't realize, there were a pair of eyes that were watching us from earlier.