The Soulmate of Dad

4. Dreamtime

Rion's out of the hospital. Iyan went back to college and worked as usual. The old man stared at every corner of his room. His lips smiled happily.

He grabbed the figura that was above the nightstand. Echa, Riana, Iyan and herself. Smiling at the camera.

"You're all grown up now."

Rion looked at the photo by sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Sir, you are an amazing child" he said. His finger gently rubbed Echa's face inside the figura.

"Riana, I'm so proud. Now, you're like your brother." The smile was engraved on his face. There was an immeasurable happiness that Rion felt.

"Dyan."

Rion's voice vibrated. His eyes look at the image of Iyan in the photo.

"Can I accompany you to the wedding?"

Rion is really afraid if Iyan's fate remains as unfortunate as he was when he was a child. The child that his birth mother ignored.

"Are you still able to open your eyes when you shake Penghulu's hand?" Rion's voice sounded very weak. He's looking very deep. Her tears were dripping onto the figura glass.

"Father, I can't take you to your happiness, Iyan." Pessimist, that's Rion now. Every night he felt an unbearable pain. But he never said. Enough to hold him alone.

Rion didn't go out of the room that day. He was preparing a gift for his youngest son. A piece of paper on it containing black inked writing was also inserted into the box.

"Open up when you're twenty-one." Rion smiled as he looked at the beautiful little box.

When night fell, Rion's room door opened. Rion who was leaning her body on the head of the bed stared at the door. A sweet smile Iyan gave to his father.

"Just home?" Iyan nodded.

"Why haven't you slept?" tanyakanya.

"Not sleepy."

Iyan approached her father and hugged his body very tightly.

"Why?" ask Rion.

"Iyan wants to be with me." Rion smiled hearing that. He gently rubbed the son's hair.

"Nothing is everlasting in this world, Yan. There will be birth there will be death." Iyan shook his head.

"If, Iyan can bargain. Iyan will ask God to take Iyan's life first because Iyan can't be left by Dad."

Very sincere speech. Rion's heart cried hearing that.

"Be a strong boy, Yan. You're the only man in our family. You must be a leader as well as a protector for your two brothers. The burden of the boy is heavy."

Rion broke his embrace. He looked seriously at the bead of the beloved son's eyes. "One's destiny is already outlined. Can't be bargained for. Nor can they avoid. Enough to prepare provisions to accelerate to the place of eternity. Facing God and leaving behind all that is just a deposit."

Iyan's eyes glazed over hearing his father's words. More and more his father always talked about death. He was really scared.

"Dad never go before God, for now do not talk about sorrow. Iyan just wanted to give happiness to Dad. Carve out many memories as more and more of our time in the world decreases. Iyan dear Daddy."

Rion hugged his son's body. It hurts too much to hear the words coming out of Iyan's mouth. Sounds very sad.

The father and son both ended up sleeping together. This night Iyan couldn't sleep. His eyes were still fixed on the figure of the father who became a protector for him.

Tears just soaked Iyan's face. It had been these two days only fear lodged in his heart.

"If you have to go, Dad has to go. Iyan please .. let Iyan see how Dad closes his eyes. Iyan wants to help Dad. Iyan wants to be by Dad's side."

Iyan could not resist the taste buds that were on the chest. She chose to get out of her father's room and shed all her tears in his room.

"Iyan's not ready to lose Dad."

Fear enveloped Iyan. Moreover, he dreamed of meeting his mother. He waved his hand with a smile. However, beside him was someone who went with him.

"Let Iyan alone age. Don't get old and close your eyes." Iyan began to be a selfish human being. Until the gentle swipe was felt by Iyan.

The woman in long white clothes who had never come was now present again. Her delicate hand replaced her biological mother's gentle touch.

"Don't cry, Yan."

"Iyan's scared, Mother. Fearful.

All of Iyan's friends could only stare at Iyan from afar. They can't do anything. They were also sad because this was the second time they saw this fragile Iyan.

"Don't make your dream a sign. Sometimes the dream is just a sleeping flower." Mother is a friend of Iyan who really understands Iyan. He will be present when Iyan feels that he is not okay.

"You have God. Pray to your Lord that your father will live a long and healthy life. Only to God should you surrender to ask. God knows your condition. Therefore, confess to Him."

A week had passed, Iyan felt his father was getting healthier and he did not stop thanking the creator.

"Yan, your birthday's ten days away, yeah." His father opened his voice as they all enjoyed breakfast.

"Don't know, Dad. Iyan doesn't know the date, all Iyan knows is the date."

Radit clucked in annoyance. "Time to pay a handsome salary." Iyan laughed too.

"Father has prepared a gift for you," said Rion again.

"Don't bother, Dad. Iyan is not a child anymore. The most beautiful gift for Iyan is Dad's health." Iyan looked at his father with a loving look.

Rion smiled, his heart grieving. Can he leave his youngest son?

"There's no word of bother for Daddy's son" Rion replied. "Just at the age of twenty-one you can just open the card." Iyan nodded as well. "Gift he took in Dad's bedside nightstand."

"Why don't you open it now, Dad?" ask Echa.

"It's not yet time" said Rion. Echa just laughed.

Before leaving for college, Iyan kissed the hands of the man she loved so much in this world.

"Is there a problem are you with Beeya?" sergeant Rion. Iyan's forehead shriveled. Why would his father ask something like this?

"There's nothing, Dad. Iyan's fine with Brother Bee."

Rion stared fixedly at Iyan's bead and said, "You're keeping your distance, just like Beeya. Did you guys fight?" Iyan shook his head.

Rion let out a heavy sigh.His gaze was straight ahead. "Dad miss that kid. Daddy misses Beeya. I want to meet him." Now Rion turned to look at Aska. "Can you take Beeya to see Dad before your birthday?"

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