Mother Connect For My Son
The Part 69
...I.B.U.S.A.M.B.U.N.G.U.N.T.U.K.A.N.A.K.K.U...
...If pain can I endure then what miss also can I bear, Mas?...
...~ Elea Anindhiya Dilla...
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Elea's breath is irregular. He held a thumping chest.
Not avoiding, but Elea is still not ready to meet with Ardha. So he chose to hide behind a tree near the mosque.
In hiding, he sees Ardha's back getting away and getting into the car.
If pain can I endure then what miss also can I bear, Mas?
Elea misses that figure. Until she realized that Elea was crying. It feels tight when you have to soak up the miss that I don't know what can be delivered.
Ardha threw a body in the steering chair. Thinking of why Elea refused to meet him.
Is his wife no longer willing to meet him because she saw the news that assumes that he and Sovia are having an affair?
Ardha's head felt full of reasons that he considered illogical.
Ardha drives the car slowly. Maybe he could find Elea back when he came home.
One by one the hijab-wearing women Ardha observed but she could not find Elea even though it was only a shadow.
With a feeling of disappointment Ardha drove the car faster to meet Fatih. They have an appointment this afternoon to discuss the case they've planned.
Ardha's car has arrived at Fatih's apartment. Ardha steps towards the elevator and soon arrives at Fatih's doorstep.
"Where?" ardha asked as Fatih had just opened the door. Fatih's condition has improved, but not Fatih news that Ardha is asking.
Fatih snorted, the guest was not polite. Fatih's grunts were only in the heart.
"Current and reports received. Maybe soon there will be a report letter for Dariush." explained Fatih proudly.
Clearly proud that Fatih has fought so far that he has strong evidence to imprison Dariush.
When Fatih helped Elea at that time, Fatih first opened the cellphone camera and he put it in a shirt bag. So that when Dariush attacked Fatih, everything was recorded clearly.
Coupled with the evidence of the visa that Fatih did further strengthen the evidence to send Dariush to prison. They also reported Dariush on the allegations of abuse against Elea.
"Ga, please say a name. My ears can't hear anything disgusting." Ardha would not have heard the name Dariush.
Yes, his hatred for the figure of Dariush as if soaring. Even hearing the name alone made Ardha emotional.
"Very,"
"Where is Elea?" Fatih asked while taking the jar filled with nuts. Even so, his ears he focused on Ardha.
"Gue just met Elea." Ardha bowed One arm in the face while closing her eyes.
"Where?" ask Fatih again.
"The mosque is near the city park." Ardha said with a murmur. Even so Fatih could capture it clearly.
After that there was no more talk because the fine snoring caught Fatih's sense of hearing. Ardha has fallen asleep.
After an hour, Ardha woke up. He rushed home because Cila must have been waiting.
Sure enough, just now that the car entered the yard, Cila was already standing while shaking her waist framed the door. Preparing to scold the Papih for coming not on time as the man had promised.
"Filter why long tekali. Tila tapek wait Papih." leech Cila with bended forehead. Face pouting.
"Sorry Papih yes, dear."
Ardha lifted up Cila's body and led the girl towards the room to fulfill her promise. Read the story of the prophets before going to sleep as Elea did.
Cila was lying on the bed. A thick blanket covered the girl's body to the chest. Besides, Ardha is still reading the story.
"Flame, Bunaah when to go home. Tila was already missing Tama Bunah." every sleep Cila must ask about Elea. As if not bored to ask the Mother.
"Mother will be home soon. Mother must also miss the same Cila." explained Ardha. I don't know, she doesn't know when Elea's coming home either.
Even he was not sure if Elea would come back because when they just met Elea as if reluctant to meet.
"Will Buna be a rich Tama Mama Mita?"
Deg, Cila's question makes Ardha's chest pain. The word went as if something was traumatizing Ardha.
"White!" call Cila again because Ardha just kept silent not answering her question.
Ardha flinched as Cila shook her arm. Cila's eyes looked at Ardha expectantly.
"Mothers love Papih and Cila, so Mother will not go."
Cila just shut up. He closed his eyes while hugging Ardha's hand.
"Tila air Buna." muttered Cila.