
The sun peeked out of his quarrel timidly. Sharing the Light with His creatures.
Encouraging all who are ready for a new day.
Even with Diandra who came out of the room by dragging his big suitcase.
Last night he called his aunt, Papa's sister. Hope to get a place there even if it's only a few days.
Self-aware, last night Dihyan's disease returned because of his words. And that's why Mama asked him to leave this place.
A place of shelter while looking at this world.
The place to go home when feeling tired of birth and inner.
In his heart cursed Rima who returned to be the winner in a fight he made himself.
Blush eyes, signifying local rain last night. His face was a little pale, no matter what time he slept last night.
Mom's decision hurt her heart. It was as if he was no longer needed in this family.
Remembering the words of Diva, if both parents had a fight because of her.
It was as if it was the cause of the destruction of his family.
Dihyan's?
His eldest brother who actually hated himself first, when Rima went and filed a divorce lawsuit.
No one else thinks of it in this house.
Except papa.
Maybe if you go later, only papa will find and worry about it.
Also joined at the dinner table intend to leave after breakfast.
"Everyone should be home before Maghrib." The strict orders of the mother made everyone at the dinner table look at each other.
Except for Dihyan who was present and fed by his nurse.
Under the table Diva moved her legs until she nudged her sister's feet. Silent code occurs.
" Everyone who wants to leave the house must be escorted by a driver!" Continue mama.
"But the driver is only one mah?" The protest was first broadcast by Diva.
Usually after school, he can nongki-nongky beautiful in the cafe with friends. Ask yourself to go to anyone who can.
But if the driver of the invitation came on time, or it could have been waiting for him there. Increasingly restricts its movement.
"You two will be picked up by Mr. Eko." Responding to the Princess's complaint.
Diva's lips came forward, face snatched. Still want to protest, but afraid of getting angry.
The condition of the house is not stable.
Back nudging Diandra's legs that just silently looked down waiting for the right time to part.
"Nobody can come out with a suitcase!" The new rules still exist.
Diandra nodded her head, looking at the mother who was back in focus enjoying breakfast.
The look shifted on papa, the man smiled as he nodded. He replied with a smile anyway, maybe a thank you implied there.
No longer dare to bid farewell, hoping that family conditions can improve after this.
Papa is still smiling glancing at his beloved wife who last night was invited to healing-healing, maybe this is how my mother prevented the departure of Diandra.
Until their two daughters came out of the house with the same mount.
Bruckk.
The sound of something falling stopped Papa and the mother who had been in the living room. Step back inward toward the source of the sound.
Dihyan's body was seen sitting on the floor near the stairs. While her nurse after busy persuading Dihyan to stand up.
"It's okay, nobody's sick, right?" Say the nurse who was crouching in front of Dihyan with her arms outstretched.
"Come on, can you?"
Dihyan shook with a sad face.
"Why?" the confused Papa saw the condition.
"So humming sir, but don't want to stand." Answer the nurse.
"Rima fell from there." Dihyan while heading to the stairs.
Mama nodded, showing her sad face. Maybe the child answered the wrong statement. The accident that Rima experienced did not happen in this house.
"It must hurt a lot." Dihyan sounded bitter. As if I felt that pain.
"Thank you is okay, baby. He's better now."
"You should be fine too. Don't keep going like this!" Mama shook her head, starting to lower her body in line with Dihyan.
"Rima is better, huh?" Dihyan looked at his mother.
Mama nods her head and also donates a soothing smile to the Son.
"Yes, we're up!" Mom extended her hand.
Although still doubtful, Dihyan still welcomed.
Papa shook hands at the man in charge of taking care of Dihyan, code for the man to come out of the room.
Stretched out a hand right in front of Dihyan, handing him the Black and White pictorial paper.
"Take it!" Her speech.
Dihyan also reached out to grab the square piece of paper.
"What is that picture?" Papa's.
Dihyan.
"That's your picture, the time in your mom's womb. Funny right? Papa still keeps it."
"You've been this big, it's been a long time."
Dihyan looked down, staring at the image of himself that was in his power.
"Father does not want to be hypocritical there is a sense of pride in yourself. It turns out that Papa can also make children."
Hihihah. Chuckle themselves.
"Maybe that was how your son used to be when Rima was pregnant?"
This question can change the face of the Son.
Sad, depressed and full of regrets. That was how Dihyan felt at this moment.
"But you can still make something like that!"
The look on Dihyan's face has not changed.
"You can still make Rima pregnant with your child."
Dihyan immediately turned his head to look at the papa. It was as if he was searching for the truth about that statement.
Papa nodded with a smile, inwardly still praying that he could raise Dihyan's spirit again.
"But there are conditions. You have to heal first, then you can find Rima again."
"It has to be with Rima, right? Rima your wife."
"Papa tell you one secret." This time the sound was slightly slowed down, even though there were only the two of them, making the atmosphere more dramatic.
"The five are in the power of your mother." Still whispering.
Ck, that's not a secret. Almost everyone knows, if mama knows the whereabouts of Rima.
"If you want to know just follow your mama later if she wants to go!"
Ck, it was done by Dihyan, but nil because Mama always knew if followed.
"But papa can't help, you'll know Papa is busy changing you to work." The insinuation is now going on, may Dihyan feel.
"Papa also can not help you with the problem of funds, all money papa ya same papa wife." Think of this as a joke.
"So later if you've got Rima back, don't pack up all your money, leave a little for you."
Hope this becomes the spirit for Dihyan to return.
Until, a rough breath sounded to end the conversation itself. No response from the other side.
Papa doesn't know if the motivation he gives will succeed in bringing Dihyan back to real life. Or even failed, and the situation of Dihyan who returned deteriorated and raged.
He's done with what happened next. Leaving behind Dihyan who was still tepekur looking at his USG photo.
Today it is still the same, back to work in place of his son.
"Bah." The voice broke the concentration of the papa who was solemnly looking at the screen in front.
Although with a standard tone for some people, but the voice was a booming into the eardrum.
Papa was silent, looking at the owner of the voice. She hesitated even after a few eyes.
"Pa, I want to get back to work."
That sentence now really made papa aware, if this is not a dream.
Standing up, starting to move, walking very slowly as if he was afraid of falling and waking up from a beautiful dream.
"Dihyan?" He asked, not believing if in front of him now his eldest son named Dihyan.
"Are you sure, son?" Looking at the son this morning still gave a blank look.
Now it has stood upright, perfect with a suit wrapped in the body.
Dihyan nodded, although there was no smile there.
" Geez my Son!" Papa directly imprinted himself with the body of the son. Hugged, and gave light pats on Dihyan's back.
"It's really you, isn't it?" Ask again not to believe.
"Thank you son! Thank you for getting up!" He said again, though he had not yet received an answer.
The hug of the son felt real.
It's really not a dream
Behind the back of the child the eyes heat up to water.
Working eyes several times, trying to fight the feeling of haru but can not. Some clear water points managed to escape from the eye peluhan.
Mata why had caught a body figure with a very familiar outfit. The wife was hiding behind the door.
The fight has not stopped. Rima is not yet known where the rimba is.