THE SMITH'S (A Sequel Of Not Just Friends)

PART 145'S

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“Wicked you, Pi..... Wicked ..” Prita sobbed in his mouth, until it felt he was getting deeper into his sleep.

“Sorry ... Sugar..”

Although faint, the voice that reached Prita's ear was able to be the reason Prita smiled in his sleep.

“I'm back Sugar.....

Prita's lips curved. In his sleep he may be dreaming. In his misses he may be hallucinating.

‘I heard a whisper exactly like your voice tonight. I wanted to turn around, but I was afraid that I would be disappointed in solitude. Maybe it was just my inner voice, Pi. which I thought was your voice, because it was too struggling to resist longing.’

“I Love you..

The corner of the lip is still curved. Her sleep feels so comfortable tonight. Like leaning on a field chest that has always been the backrest.

“I Love you too, Pi.” Prita muttered, but her eyes were still closed. There was only one tear that

fell on. Between happy but also something like squeezing Prita's heart. The embrace that gripped his waist was increasingly tight, along with the fragrant body that he often breathed in every time he was with the owner of his heart.

“Thank you.. Thank you for not stopping loving me. Sorry, for hurting you... for making you suffer like this.”.

Prita's eyes blinked slowly, slowly sleeping continuously. That beautiful dream was too disturbing. Do not want him to leave if his eyes are open, but if it continues – canal maybe his cry can break. Hope is too big and Prita is afraid that it is just a void.

“I love you Pi.. to death it will be so.” Slowly Prita's eyes opened, along with a tear that was dripping again. Prita erased it, now he has woken up from his sleep. One hand of Prita stretched spontaneously to his stomach. He had his hands wrapped around his stomach as usual.

“Account so, Sugar..”.

Prita was stunned, at once dumbfounded. He did not touch the cloth of the clothes he wore, but a sturdy object that he knew every curve.

The sturdy thing, which had always embraced him like this, along with the voice that he was also familiar with, was only a little faint of sound was heard at this moment. His back did not feel free, held back by something that was able to secure him all this time. And also. there is a little resting on his head, as a gentle but intermittent kiss touched the tip of his head.

Doubt – doubt Prita looked up, between hope and fear if when he did that, everything was just to - all

mere.

‘You Are the Most Beautiful Form, From God's Good to Me’

That face was so real when Prita raised her head.

Smile with shade with eyes that glazed – glass.

“Papi .. what... this... dream....?...”.

Prita's tears are now pouring out in his jackass. The face above her shook along with a tear that fell on the cheek of the beautiful face.

“Not.. Sugar.. I'm home..” The face sounded while touching the face of Prita who was still slightly looking up. “I came home Sugar .. for the twins .. and for you..”.

“Pa..pi........”.

Prita's body trembled violently, as his so soft stuffing sounded. The twins who were beside Prita also seemed to start teasing with the cry of the Mami, but Prita did not even notice. He himself even froze in his position. Only his body was trembling and his stuffing was getting tighter.

“Hush now Sugar.... (Don't cry Sugar).. I am here ... not going where – where else..”.

**

‘We won't see Daddy again huh Ma?.’

‘Is it true Daddy has gone to heaven?.’

Jihan half woke up from her consciousness when she fell asleep earlier when I nina bobo kan Nathan who arrived – arrived to come to her room, who wanted to sleep with the Mama.

‘Every night Nathan and Brother pray before going to bed. Nathan Sama Abang also promised to be diligent in worship, so his prayers Nathan and Brother can be immediately granted , so that all Daddy is again here.’

‘Nathan and Brother promise to be good to God. So that he, bring back all Daddy here from heaven .’

Nathan's cry and the question of his love fruit with Jeff twisted again in Jihan's brain. He lay on his back with one hand covering his eyes.

Jihan's conversation before going to bed with her only son was back on her head. Her hand

no longer just covering his eyes, but already covering his face. His heart felt squeezed again so strongly that it felt like he had difficulty breathing. Jihan returns, but she is afraid to wake Nathan up.

Since the incident some time ago, like the other women he also felt devastated, but tried hard to

children – children. But whenever he was alone, his defenses would often collapse. The suffering was inevitable, the pain of the wound was so great. And Nathan's words were so affecting Jihan's emotions.

“Help me Papa Bear..help me... if I have to breathe without you..” Jihan muttered softly in her cries. Crying that sounded interrupted – broke up between tightness and did not want to disturb Nathan's sleep. But shakes in his shoulder due to difficult stuffing for him

withstands.

“Mama Bear ..”

A voice made Jihan stop her stuffing.

“Don't be evil, Papa Bear... Don't torture me even with just a voice ..” Jihan mumbled slowly. “I've already

simply feel pain with your absence.” Mumbled again. Feeling maybe he was affected by hallucination syndrome as well as Fania who at that time often he pergoki talk alone, when Andrew's wife was alone when the woman was still in the Save House.

“I'm sorry...”

Jihan was stunned by the sound was getting closer, very close like it was on her face that she was covering with both hands. The voice that he missed but a little bit raucous and slow it, as true – really exists. What is this hallucination?. If so, Fania always does. Talk to yourself, sometimes even smile to yourself. If it is, it is okay. If the hallucinations are as real as this, it is said that no sane thing is okay.

“Did you hate me so much, Mama Bear..... didn't want to see my face?..”

Jihan slowly opened the two hands that covered her face.

“Because of me, so .. missed this face .. every inch of it ..”

The sound, face, even the breath he found when Jihan's hand slipped from her face, making Jihan riveted. The soft caress on his face from the fingers of the figure who was now staring at him did not make Jihan smile but instead vice versa.

The cry that was held back earlier, now he could no longer bear it. Tears that had just come down slowly are now increasingly sliding fast and fast.

His body was already half-raised, sitting in a tight embrace the figure he was looking forward to.

“You've written Mama Bear ..” Jihan is shedding, when the figure is getting closer. Then we kiss each

inches of his face that had flooded those tears. “I'm sorry..I'm sorry, Mama Bear..

“Daddy ..???. ..”

The voice of a boy made the two people who were hugging in tears spontaneously made the two turn to the source of the voice.

“DADDYYY!!...”

“Nathan .. dear.... Bigger Daddy ..”

“Daddy don't go again.. Nathan was with Mama when Daddy left.. Don't go away - go again Daddy... Nathan promise not to be naughty again.”.

***

“..........”

‘Ah, I think I heard Nathan's voice???.’

Mom was half-shaken and snapped from her sleep.

“Andrea?.” Mom who glanced towards the side was surprised because Andrea who was previously sleeping

with him, now the little girl who is the baby of Andrew and Fania is no longer there.

Mom rushed down from the bed and saw the door open.

Andrea has been waking up in the middle of the night since her mother left the Save House. Hera told him that. Tonight Andrea said she wanted to sleep with her Gamma and of course Mom agreed.

Besides Mom did not have the heart of her granddaughter who often always said how much she missed Poppa and Mommanya, besides Andrea also became a penitentian longing for her son and daughter-in-law who never came.

If Varen, Valera and Nathan are still lucky, because their mother is still in the same place as him without their father, but not with Mika and Andrea. Mika may not feel the complete absence of her father and mother, although she often becomes fussy when she may be looking for the existence of Michelle and God, father and mother whom she has not seen for a long time, mika is easily calmed.

Not with Andrea. Besides the girl about five years old was super active like the Momma, but her cries were longer than Mika if she had asked Poppa and Mommanya.

Hera said that since Fania and Michelle left, Andrea had been sleeping in the same room as Varen and Nathan, because the little girl herself had asked for it, often woke up in the middle of the night and slipped into the room of his parents, who he often slept with the Momma since the Poppanya never came.

“Poppa .. Momma ...”

“Andrea?.”

Mom has widened her room door. He hunted – hunting because it felt he heard Andrea sobbing.

‘Poor Andrea, surely she remembered Andrew and Fania again.’ Mom's inner self while wiping off a tear from her eyes.

Mom's step stopped when just one step he came out of his room, Andrea's sobbing that he heard was true. The little girl was sobbing. But what makes Mom so fixated is, Andrea is not crying alone.

The little girl belonging to Andrew and Fania was crying in the arms of someone following with one other person

what he knows, he misses too. While holding and wiping the arms of Andrea who is being carried while being held by a sturdy figure that he knows very well, since he was born into the world.

“Mom.... what is a healthy Mom – healthy?.”

The figure greeted him.

“An – An.. And-re-w ???...... Fa –.. Fa-ni-a ???...”

The two people he called his name smiled.

“Iya Mom, we go home.”

Mom closed her mouth spontaneously along with her crying, on the face of Mom who looked pale without makeup, increasingly pale because some time later the grief removed the happy hue on her beautiful face.

“An-drew... this... is true you .... Nak .....?.”

“Iya Mom, this is Andrew ...” Andrew softly wiped away Mom's tears with one hand, because the other was holding Andrea.

“Ohhhh Andreeewwww...”.

Mom broke down and half hysterically looked at the son again while cupping Andrew in the face with both hands. Andrew half-hugged her, Fania also hugged him.

“Don't cry Mom, we're home. We're all back.”

“Ohhh Faniaaaaa .....”.

Mom continued to sob and now touched also the face of her daughter-in-law.

“Mom think .. Mom lost you both.” Mom said stammered on the back of her crying. “Mom thinks .. You all will never come back .. “ He cried in Fania's arms.

“We're back Mom, we're all.” Say Fania while stroking – elus Mom's arm. And arrived – arrived Mom remembered someone.

“What.. Dad .... “

“I’m here, My Love.. (I'm here, Darling )...”.

Andrew and Fania are a little out.

“Anth- ....”.

Mom closed her mouth again. The sentence he did not finish when the middle-aged figure who still looked handsome and

the dashing was already standing near him, giving his favorite charming smile.

“You.. Anthony .. (You .. back.. Anthony .. ).” Mom's stifled body almost slumped to the floor if Fania didn't hold it. Andrew also tried to hold Mom. Dad immediately approached the frail-looking body and grabbed it.  “You comeback .... (You are back )...”.

“Of course, I came back .. Erna, My Love's.. (Of course, I'm back, Erna, my dear.. ).. Because you are my home (Since you are the place where I came home ).”

Dad carried the so-so-devastated Mom in his arms.

“How can I bear if you have to live without me ..? (How can I be if you have to live without me..? )..”

Mom no longer said, only her crying that was getting louder was clearly visible from her body in the arms of Dad was shaking violently, and her face was almost covered in tears.

Dad was getting stuck. Bringing him back to the room and sitting him in a sofa without releasing his embrace from the woman who had accompanied him for decades, both joy and sorrow.

“Forgive me, Erna. please no more crying. Because your every tears will make me drowned in my guilty feeling to you (I'm sorry, Erna.. because every tear will make me drown in my guilt for you ) ..”

Dad propped his head gently over Mom's head. Feeling Mom's body still shaking in her arms.

“I Love you, Anthony ...”

“I Love you more, Erna.”

Dad tightened his embrace.

“Never again like this Anthony, never again leave me like this again.”

“I won’t.. ( Won't. will never again ). even if the world divide two, I won’t move from you (although the world is split in two, I won't move from you ).”

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To be continue...