REPLACEMENT MEN Season 2
THE WOUND THAT CAME BACK

Maira's official house was immediately full of neighbors who wanted to know Janu news. They helped carry the unconscious Maira into the house. Lina Tea, ART Maira freaked out amazingly seeing the condition of her master.

"Duh, Gusti nu aguuung ...!" his screams repeatedly, while massaging Maira's legs. Tears can no longer be held back. "Mother ... I am aware of, mamiuu ...!" his howl saw Maira remain motionless.

Ms. Sapto applied eucalyptus oil on the tip of Maira's nose. Nina removed the woman's veil and stroked her hair. Nina's eyes also glazed over, but as hard as she could hold back.

"Agh ..." Suddenly Maira moved her head. The pungent smell of eucalyptus oil stimulated his consciousness.

"Mom Janu, wake up, Mom!" Bu Sapto patted Maira's cheeks slowly.

Maira's eyes blinked, then slowly opened them.

"Mom ..., Gusti, mamiu ...!" lina's tea screams again.

Maira immediately turned her eyes to the tip of her foot. There appears Lina tea decomposed tears, both corners of the lips pulled down.

"T-teh ...," he called hoarse.

Lina's tea splashed to Nina's side. He immediately grabbed Maira's hand and grasped it. "Muhun, mother, you're in the dieuk!"

Ms. Sapto grabbed a hot cup of tea on the nightstand. "Drink first, Ms. Janu."

Nina helps Maira wake up. He restrained Maira's back so that the woman sat upright. A moment later Maira took a sip of her tea. Then she sat down on Nina's shoulder.

"Father, Tea ...," he said softly to Lina's tea. Maira back sobbing.

"Muhun, mother, I've heard. Patience, mother. Hopefully you can be found soon." Lina tea caresses Maira's arm.

"Mothers ..., Bundaa ...!"

Oza's call from outside the room shocked Maira. The woman hurried up from the bed. Still on Nina's face, she stood up.

"Mother, what's wrong?" Oza ran to Maira. Her innocent eyes looked at Maira and the people around her bundle, taking turns.

Maira almost screamed if Nina hadn't whispered to her.

"Hold you, Ma'am. Poor Oza to see you like this."

Maira hardened her heart. Oza in his arms. "It's okay, honey. Earlier, Mother was sick, so she was escorted by Aunt Untung and Bu Sapto to go home" he said.

Lina's tea immediately approached them. "Oza, hayuk maem used to be the same!" take him, while holding Oza's hand. "Mother rest first, yes."

Maira sat back in bed as Oza passed with Lina's tea. "How should I explain it to him, ma'am?" lamented.

Sapto's mom is sitting next to Maira. "Let me help you explain to Oza, Ms. Janu."

Maira nodded. He hoped that Oza's innocence would allow the boy to receive this unpleasant news. The naive soul of a child, sometimes harbors an excessive sense of optimism. That would allow him to convince himself that his father was fine and was soon found.

In reality, no matter how smooth Bu Sapto conveyed, Oza's hysterical cries were finally heard. The child harbors a deep trauma about the loss of a father. Galang's death used to scar his memory. And the wound is now gaping again, just as the mother felt.

That loss, not even three years they felt. Still fresh in the memory of how grievous Maira heart when hearing the screams of Oza watched Galang's body inserted burrows. How empty Maira's soul when receiving the folds of the red and white flag after Galang's funeral. Should they feel it again now?

***

Karina and Bayu immediately slid to Bandung upon hearing the news. They were late at night. Karina immediately hit her brother who was lying on the bed. It was not hard to see her brother in such a state. His eyes looked blankly at the ceiling of the room.

Suddenly Maira sobbed. Hugged his sister tightly. "Can you deal with him back, Karin?" ask her with a hoarse voice.

"Bak don't precede destiny. Stay upbeat and fasten his prayers for the safety of mas Janu!"

Karina understood what Maira was feeling right now. His trauma of loss made his brother almost desperate and at a low point. Luckily he was with people who were always nice to him. Nina and Lina tea willingly stayed over, accompanying Maira before she came.

The door opens, Oza enters with Bayu. The boy's been neat with a scabbard and a peci.

"Mother."

Maira. "Oza, why haven't you slept yet, honey?"

"He woke up when I entered his room" Bayu said. The man entered the room with Oza.

"We pray yuk, Mother. We doain daddy's soon to meet!" said Oza polo. The boy grabbed Maira's hand, took her to his feet.

Karina looked away, hiding her cries. Bayu raised his face, holding back the tears that were about to fall on his cheeks. While the tea of Lina and Nina who were standing in the doorway, quietly came back out. They shed tears in the middle room.

Maira wiped away the tears. Kissing the top of Oza's head. I don't know what Bayu said to his nephew, so the sadness that had been ambushing Oza all day had suddenly disappeared.

Oza, it turns out you are stronger than mother.

The next day the family from Jogja came. They were Mr. Kusno, Bu Kusno, Bu Hartini, mbak Wulan and her husband and children. Rain of tears as the big family gathered. Especially Ms. Hartini. The woman fainted several times remembering her son. Just like Maira, she also experienced the trauma of loss since Galang was killed in the plane crash.

Although there was nothing they could do but pray, gathering like this could slightly reduce the burden.

***

Three days later, there was no news of Janu's whereabouts. The family has to go home. Mr. Kusno, Wulan and her husband Sapto, had to return to work. While Bu Kusno stayed behind to accompany Maira. Ms. Hartini herself due to health conditions, was forced to go home by Wulan. The plan will be taken to Solo to Wulan's residence so that the daughter can take care and supervise.

Karina herself also insisted on staying company. While Bayu has been since two days ago back to Jakarta to serve.

"You better come with your husband, Rin!" maira said at the time.

"No, Ma'am, while I'm here first!"

"But what about your cancer treatment?"

"I'm not, just street medicine, ma'am. It's just out of control, my drug stock is still a lot."

Maira can't ban Karina anymore. Like her who loved Karina so much, her sister also loved her very much. These two brothers could not see either of them suffering.

The search for Serka Janu Satria continues. Joint forces combed the mountains and forests around the local district. But until the seventh day there was no trace of him.

Every second, every minute, all the time, is about waiting. Prayers are not tired. Hope the good news comes soon. Wishing this nightmare was just a dream. Everything's gonna be fine. Everything will return to how it was. Unite and be happy forever.

But in fact, up to two weeks since the attack, there has been no bright spot about the whereabouts of Janu.

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// Thank you for stopping by.hopefully always healthy and happy //