
Aksa slams her phone as Saira no longer picks up her calls. Several times the dinner request was rejected even just the two way even the girl refused.
"Eve, why ignore me now?" A question that would only be answered if he met the girl.
There was a lot of speculation running through his head. However, it did not creep anywhere. Once enough he failed the woman he loved, this time however Eve .had to get.
"Eve, where are you? Why ignore my calls and messages."
He waited for an hour without a reply, he also sent a message to an email and without an answer.
"Eve where are you?" ask Aksa.
The last time they met was at dinner at the restaurant and never again did they meet. Even his message was ignored by the girl. Then he patted her on the forehead, forgetting that the girl had returned to Australia a few weeks ago.
"If he's back, why is his Indonesian number still active, does he give it to someone else? It's impossible."
Back various thoughts raged in his head.
A message came in from a person who was not so important to him. From Izora.
"Mommy's sick, she wants to see you."
Aksa immediately prepared and headed for the hospital where her in-laws were being treated. He loved her as much as he loved his mother. Hearing that news, it was very painful for him.
Izora was sitting limp in front of the mother's nursery. Tired eyes, thin cheeks with thin bodies staring at the arrival of Aksa.
"Where's Mama?"
"Some on the inside, come on in."
He entered the room and presented a painful scene, many tools attached to the body that had begun to be frail at the eating of his age and disease. Health that began to decline since Saira's departure.
"Mama," called Aksa, eyes that no longer sparkle when looking at her. Eyes that are no longer excited.
"I'm sorry Aksa, Ma. Because I ignored my mom."
The woman smiled gently. "Mom knows you must be very busy."
"Mama's very happy, because she's finally going to meet Mama's daughter."
"Ma, don't say such a thing, Mama will definitely be cured. Aksa promised to take Mama wherever you want, yeah."
"Mom can feel that your age will not be long."
Izora who heard the conversation both chose to go and ran towards the park. There he cried violently when the clock was pointing at twelve o'clock. There was no one there but him. How would he live if he lost his mother. The woman he loved, the woman he fought for. Why does God give us so much time to do the same. He will fight for the mother's recovery.
"Lord, let me fight for Mama one more time, don't take it that fast. I beg you." so please can't he hold it.
"I can survive if I have to lose the man I love, but not the woman I love, she's all God. Let me fight even longer, I don't care if I have to sell everything including myself."
Alvin, who was passing through the park, saw the figure of Izora crying alone. He tried to approach and his chest rippled in pain as the crying did not subside. Even the incision in each sentence managed to make him feel the sadness. Slowly he approached and grabbed his shoulder.
"Why are you crying, hm?" ask Alvin softly.
As if there was nothing else to back up. Izora hugged Alvin's strapping body and cried in her arms. All the burdens he had borne so far simply slipped off in the chest of a sturdy field.
"Cry, save your heart, for your burden is with me."
Alvin stroked Saira's head. The girl he had first met was not as straight as this time. Even his once sparkling eyes had now dimmed at the meal the sorrow would be left behind.
"Alvin, I feel like I want to die, I .. I'm so afraid of losing Mama." His issue. Alvin could feel everything and he cried.
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How does it feel to be ignored?