Transmigration into Comics
The Concerns of Both Parents

After Aruna returned after being delivered by Bumantara earlier, now the girl is busy sorting out her paintings that she will bring to the exhibition later.

With Aruna's talented hands, the girl had countless kinds of paintings. What Aruna likes most is the painting of his parents who do not know when Aruna made.

"Lo's dream to become a famous painter will soon be realized Aruna" muttered Aruna with a face that looks so happy.

"The cave so want to paint again deh" Aruna moved from her seat and returned to prepare her painting tools, as this morning, the girl chose her balcony room to be used as a place to pour her work.

This time it was not a painting, but a sketch of a face.

If this morning painted Aruna's face, now it's his turn to draw the original face of the person who possessed Aruna's body, Nazalea. The girl is afraid to forget her real face if she is in the comic world for too long.

Drawing yourself is harder than drawing others, which is what Aruna or Nazalea feel today.

Just by using a pencil without watercolors as usual, Aruna some sighs annoyed, Nazalea's face plastered clearly in his brain, but his hands like he could not be invited to cooperate.

All went well while painting Aruna, but while drawing Nazalea, several times the girl scratched her head.

After some time Aruna spent with pressure, now he can enjoy the paintings. Long hair, sharp gaze as usual, a small mole on the upper left cheek, also a thin smile. Nazalea's face was so beautiful.

"Finally I managed to also picture my own face, not in the picture, not in the real world, you why so beautiful Lea" the girl anxiously praised herself.

"Emm what are the pictures now?" Aruna tapped her pencil a few times.

"Aha, I'll take a picture" the spirit that was once burning, has now disappeared to change sadness.

"So it's getting missy"

While occasionally wiping her fallen tears, Aruna moved her pencil to the right and left. Not yet had time to finish the picture, Aruna cried so badly.

"Huwaaaa, hiks, for whatever sake Lea kangen Wikta."

Aruna no longer held back her tears, not her parents who she missed, but the man who always protected and cared for her since childhood, namely Wikta Buana.

So hard Aruna cried, her voice sounded out.

"Geez baby, Aruna, why are you, son?" Yunita went into Arhna's room in a panic and immediately hugged the princess.

"Mother, hyks hyx"

"Dear mother here" Yunita rubbed her head slowly to Aruna's back.

...***...

Aruna who had calmed down, had now slept in a position still hugging Yunita. Aruna hugged Yunita so strongly as if not to let her mother go.

Yunita thought back to Aruna's words before falling asleep earlier, many times her daughter said thanks to her and Farhat.

Fear began to fill Yunita's head, plus several times Aruna deliriously called the name Wikta, Yunita herself was confused what was with Aruna.

Feeling that Aruna was already slumbering, Yunita released Aruna's hand that was coiled around her body. The 45-year-old woman walked up to the balcony and saw some of Aruna's paintings.

What concerns Yunita is a picture of a beautiful girl who looks like a man wearing a leather jacket with an open zipper. Also a half-head image, even though the image was not finished yet, Yunita knew it was a picture of a man.

"Who is this?" muttered Yunita who was still paying attention to the image of Nazalea and Wikta.

Yunita knows everything about Aruna, even about her friends. His daughter only had one female friend, Belinda, and one male friend, Bumantara. But the two people in Aruna's picture, not at all similar to his two friends.

Seeing a car enter her yard, Yunita immediately knew it was her husband, rushing her to welcome Farhat home.

"Later father tell everything to Aruna's personal doctor yes" said Farhat pacified his wife.

"Fastly yes well, I'm afraid Aruna why-why"

"Yes"

...***...

The next day, Aruna woke up with puffy eyes, not knowing how long she had been crying yesterday.

He saw the painting that had been messy now was neat again.

"Mother must be in order" a hoarse voice sounded from the girl.

As she was about to wake herself up, Aruna felt an excruciating pain in her chest, eventually accompanying the pain.

Aruna tried to catch her breath, but unfortunately the pain did not go away even more.

"Mother, father" said Aruna trying to call her parents.

"Oh my God, it hurts. Uhuk uhuk"

Aruna hit her chest hoping to relieve the pain, when she would cough again, Aruna covered her mouth using both hands.

Aruna saw that there was a red viscous liquid on her hand, the corner of her lips was also seen to bleed a little.

"Mother–"

With her eyes slightly open Aruna saw both her parents coming and approached her.

Unable to endure all this pain, Aruna closed her eyes as she felt her body drift in Farhat's arms.

...***...

Beep Beep Beep

In an ICU room, a girl with her pale face lies weakly with her eyes still closed. The silent room only heard the sound of the vital signs monitor.

Outside the room, a couple looks so worried with the gaze fixed into the room.

Yunita who could not hold back her tears anymore, could only cry in Farhat's arms. It was heartless to see Aruna's situation deteriorate again.

After seeing Aruna's helpless condition with blood on her hands and face, Yunita and Farhat immediately fled Aruna to the hospital.

A female nurse approached and told her that the doctor wanted to meet, without waiting for more time, Farhat and Yunita immediately followed the nurse's direction.

A male doctor, who was treating Aruna, spoke while showing Aruna X-rays.

How devastated the hearts of Farhat and Yunita when he heard the explanation of the doctor, osteosarcoma suffered by Aruna to make his legs had to be amputated, now the cancer has spread to the lungs. And no less make sick, the doctor said that the age of Aruna is only a few months.

Yunita cried hysterically when she heard the doctor's explanation, the mother of one child was sitting on the floor with a feeling of tightness that filled the recesses of her chest.

The same thing was felt by Farhat, the difference Farhat could control himself, while crying, Farhat lowered his head and hugged his wife.

"God, why did this happen to my daughter? is it not enough to take one of his feet? now that you want to take his life!, what's my daughter's fault God? if you really want to take a life, take my life, just think of it as a substitute!"