Will Not Be Substituted

Chapter 66: Oma

It's almost late. Abhimanyu still faithfully looked at the screen of his laptop. Though the room lights have been turned off Caca since an hour ago. However, Abhimanyu still refused to move from his seat.

The young man was so focused that he didn't realize Caca was carrying a blanket and sitting next to him. Abhimanyu jumped up as the girl carried her head leaning on her shoulder without excuse while asking why she had not slept.

“Bikin was shocked, Ca,” Abhimanyu said without the slightest annoyance. He gave a glimpse of the head of the wife before returning to his laptop.

Caca smiled a little. She looked at the columns on her husband's laptop. From the looks of it, Caca already knew that her husband was working on office work.

“You why haven't you slept, Bi?” ask Caca again. “This is already very late,” he said without seeing what time it is. He yawned widely, his finger rubbing the corner of his watery eyes.

“Still eleven, Ca,” replied Abhimanyu without taking his eyes off his laptop screen. However, the wife did not give him any response.

Feeling no protest from Caca, Abhimanyu continued his work. Over time, Abhimanyu felt Caca's very regular breathing crashing into his nape. He turned his head, saw the face of the wife who turned out to have closed his eyes again.

Abhimanyu's smile could not be hidden. Seeing how calm the girl's face was made Abhimanyu feel at peace. There was a slight tremor in her chest that always interfered when the girl's face was very close to her.

“That's a photo of who the hell? Your grandmother, huh?”

The question made Abhimanyu jump back. He who wants to turn off the laptop until it stops and glances at the face of the wife who has now opened her eyes again.

Abhimanyu stared at his laptop screen. The desktop screen that always displays a different photo every minute now shows a photo of the grandmother. Abhimanyu's lips were slightly pulled upwards. He nodded slowly. Given that it has been a long time not to visit the grave of the grandmother, Abhimanyu also took Caca there tomorrow.

“Test me to oma's grave, yes?”

Caca nodded weakly. His drowsiness cannot be ignored. He almost fell down when he stood up.

**

The sun feels so hot. Abhimanyu pulled Caca down next to a gravestone bearing the name of her father's mother. A very good woman in her life. The woman he will always remember in his heart.

Caca placed a bouquet of flowers on a mound of dirt in front of him. Her net is closed, making a prayer for someone who she believes is very meritorious in the life of the husband.

“Oma,” call Abhimanyu while wiping the tombstone next to him.

Caca opened her net slowly when she heard a slightly hoarse voice from her husband. He gently clasped Abhimanyu's hand as he watched the young man turn softly.

Abhimanyu smiled. Staring at a glimpse of his wife who is now also staring at him and then staring at the grave of the grandmother again.

“How's Oma doing now? I'm sure Oma is happy there.” Abhimanyu let out a long sigh before returning to speak. “Sorry, new Abi can visit Oma. Lately I have been very busy with work in the company of my father, because I am married,” Abhimanyu added. He blinked his eyes repeatedly to ward off the tears that were about to slide from his petals.

“Oma, introduce! This is my wife, Moonlight,” Abhimanyu said as he looked back at his loving wife.

“We got married a few months ago.” Abhimanyu sentence paused, the net began to float. “If only oma were still there, maybe oma would spoil Caca more than me.”

Caca could not take his eyes off the smiling Abhimanyu staring at the mound before them. However, behind that smile, Caca could see the longing and sad look of Abhimanyu for the grandmother that he knew his face only through photos.

“What do you know, this Caca who used to bring me back to smile after that incident. After I slumped because I saw oma exhale the last breath right in front of me.”

The sentence made Caca flabbergasted. He looked confusedly at Abhimanyu who was now also looking at him.