The Story of Clouds, Rain, and Sun
XXXIG. A Pen
Surya glanced at the clock on his nightstand, at 5:30. The man hasn't closed his eyes at all since last night. Just sit on his bed and be quiet. Various thoughts were raging in his head.
After a while, Surya finally decided to take a shower and prepared for the office. After putting on his suit, he picked up the car keys and rushed to the garage downstairs. So excited when he realized he would soon be working on his favorite routine before work. Visiting two special people.
But when the man saw the reflection of his face in the front view, he fell silent again like last night. On his handsome face was a faint purple hue on the left cheek. His former boxing friend.
Yesterday afternoon, Surya finally told the Gods to release Axel. Allowing him to beat himself up until his friend was satisfied. But just landed a few punches, Axel had stopped.
“Leave Varsha and Teja. Don't bother them again ...”
After saying that sentence, Axel immediately left him and the Gods. Since then, Surya continues to question whether his existence really bothers Varsha and Teja. That was also the source of his insomnia last night. The man pursed his forehead then let out a long breath.
Surya finally turned his car back towards Akasa Tower, although with a heavy heart.
***
In the office, Surya could not concentrate because his mind was busy wandering everywhere. In fact, he needed to cancel some of his meetings because he felt unable to focus today. Surya laid his body on the sofa in his office. Maybe he needs to rest for a while.
However, drowsiness also did not come even though he had tried to close his eyes. Surya stared blankly at the ceiling above his room. I hope he finds an answer there.
Suddenly the door of the room was knocked. Surya took a long breath. He told his secretary he didn't want to see anyone this afternoon.
A small head could be seen peering in from the crack of the door. A boy who has been filling his mind for the past few days. His heart, Teja.
“Can I come in, Om Surya?” tanya Teja hesitated.
Surya sat down. Some of his stress also disappeared just like that when he saw the boy. Since the accident at the Akasa Hotel, Teja had requested a sabbatical and had not been to Akasa Game Studio for a long time. This is the first time Surya has interacted directly with Teja after such a long time.
“Of course,” replied Surya. “Come and sit here,” he added again while patting the empty spot next to him.
The boy complied with Surya and sat nearby. The handsome man then held onto Teja's shoulder and observed her from head to toe. As if trying to find something.
“How are you doing after launch day? Does anything feel uncomfortable somewhere?” surya was worried.
“Temp well, Om Surya.”
Surya nodded and smiled with relief. “Sgratitude.”
The two then fell silent for a moment until Teja took something out of her pocket. An elegant pen with a blend of black and gold. When exposed to light, the black color will glow and turn into a dark blue color.
“Tja found it on stage ... that day,” Teja said as she handed the pen to Surya.
“Thank you, Teja. Om has been looking for a long time, but did not meet.”
That pen was his lucky pen. Whenever he had an important deal or event, Surya would definitely carry it in his pocket. Plus, the pen belongs to Earth.
Surya turned the beautiful pen slowly in his hand. An initial is on one side. B. B. A. Bumi Bima Abhiyoga's. Actually the pen was a gift from their father. Both Earth and Surya get an identical pen with the initials of each name on it.
However, Surya had left his pen in the caravan. The same place where he went from Varsha's life five years ago. He is also not sure whether the rain-fed angel keeps it or not.
Suddenly one small hand thrust another pen at Surya. The pen whose design is exactly the same as the one he is holding right now. Three letters 'S. K. A.' inky gold written on his side. Surya Kingkin Abhiyoga's.
“Before once, my mother once said that this pen belongs to papa Teja.” The boy stared deeply at Surya.
“Jadi ... What Om Surya is papa Teja?”
Surya's heart was pounding. He is looking forward to this moment, but is now the right moment. A variety of scenarios quickly played into his mind. How should he respond to Teja's questions? How will Varsha respond to his attitude later?
Surya closed his eyes trying to stop his increasingly uncontrollable thoughts. He looked straight at Teja. Whatever the risk, he will bear it later. Now he just wants to follow his heart.
Surya nodded. “Text correct. Om is papa Teja.”
The man observed the boy in front of him. Look at his facial expression. However, there was no sense of surprise there. As if he had expected it from the beginning.
"Since when did Om Surya know about it?"
"Not so long ago" Surya said honestly. No more lies between them.
Surya rubbed the head of the boy in front of him. His biological son. “Until any time, there will never be a valid reason for leaving you both.”
“A pretty good answer,” response boy it.
Surya smiled a little. Feeling relieved he had made up his mind to answer Teja honestly. But still, there was a doubt in his heart.
“What Teja hates Om Surya?”
“No.” Teja. “Hmmh ... maybe a little?”
Surya nodded in understanding. He can accept that answer. At least his little son didn't hate him.
“What Om Surya loves mama and Teja?”
“With all the soul and body of Om Surya,” replied the man steady.
Teja seemed to be trying to hold back her smile, but both dimples still appeared. It seemed that the boy was quite satisfied with the answer of the man in front of him.
“Do I have to call Om Surya, by the designation ‘Papa’ now?”
Now Surya's hand touched one side of his baby's face. “Only if Teja wants it.”
“Then I won't do it,” Teja said quickly.
Instantly Surya felt that something hit his heart hard. It hurt even more than Axel's punch yesterday.
“Om Surya has to work hard if I want to call with that special title.”
Surya smile. Both of his eyes looked slightly teary. “Om Surya will try very very very hard.”
“Good. Teja will be looking forward to it.”
“What Om Surya can hug Teja?” surya asked hesitantly.
Teja looked at the man in front of her and nodded slowly. Instantly his body was held tightly by Om Surya, his biological father. Teja could feel her papa's big hands gently rubbing her head and back. Just like her mother used to do.
Unknowingly a smile fell on Teja's little lips. After five years, he finally met his father. Secretly his heart felt grateful that his father was Om Surya whom he liked very much.
***
The curcol author:
Author to Teja: Huhuhu, be happy, son.
Author to Surya: Bold you2 leave Teja ama Varsha again. Author going to $%*#* abis it %@^^&@#^& continue at &@%#*!@ Ngerti\, Sur??
Surya to Author: Yeah, I don't know, Thor. Censored all that way.
Author: ... You too .. kzl.
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