Don't Cry Mother
JMJ 16. Yasa's Surprise

Brisia parked her car in the basement. He then rushed to Yasa's unit. Inside the apartment the awkward atmosphere was felt by Yasa and Kaluna. The two were both silent, until Yasa finally opened the conversation.

" So you said that time won't appear before me again, didn't you? Then why are you coming to me now."

Finally it came out of Yasa's mouth. In Kaluna's story, the woman said she would bear it all herself. That is not what Yasa is concerned about, if he is guilty then he will be responsible. Yasa just felt strange, 6 years disappeared and why new now appears. Looks like Yasa forgot, it wasn't in the boutique Typhoon saying Kaluna's son was sick.

One thing that he is currently grateful for is that he has not committed aka married to any woman. When Kaluna arrived, she was married. Isn't that gonna get harder.

" I'm sorry sir, I actually want that too. But circumstances made me have to see my father. But I promise you, if you want to help me, I won't interfere in your personal affairs."

Yasa really did not know the way of mind of the woman in front of him. But for now he will let the kaluna think as he pleases.

" What is the reason you're looking for me?"

" Taraka Abyaz, my son is sick with leukemia. His condition is now severely dropped and requires a spinal cord donor from his biological father. And you're Tara's only hope of recovery."

Nguiiiii

Again, Yasa clutched his throbbing head violently. Everything Kaluna said was like a fairy tale that sometimes could not be digested by common sense. Suddenly he was approached by a woman who claimed to have been in contact with him, and now he knows the fact that he has a son. Where her son is seriously ill. Yasa really can't accept all that.

The man dropped his body on the sofa. Since then he continued to stand while waiting for the person Kaluna meant to come.

" Good night everyone."

Yasa and Kaluna immediately turned their heads towards the source of the voice. Brisia came in and smiled at her friend and former lecturer. He said his greetings back. Yasa certainly remembered who Brisia was the student.

" You're kan~"

" Yes sir I am Brisia Alin Winkler, a father student in semesters 1 and 2. Kaluna is also a student. But Kaluna decided DO when she found out she was pregnant."

Yasa closed his eyes again as Brisia confirmed what had happened in the past. The dizziness in his head was still lodged there. Brisia certainly could see that, he also lalau give medicine to yasa.

" You better drink this first."

It seems to be one of the side effects that her daddy said. It must be prevented immediately before Yasa gets worse feeling his pain.

" What is this?"

" The late bidder. Do you feel like something is missing and you have trouble remembering something? It'll help you find the things you lost in the past." Yasa nodded with what Brisia said, he felt all of it.

" I'm sorry sir, we used to give you a memory-removing formula. Therefore you cannot remember anything about Kaluna and what happened at that time."

Yasa rounded his eyes in disbelief. He remembers waking up on the sofa fully clothed. A strange thought went straight into his brain. He then grabbed his own body.

" So you guys are ~"

Kaluna and Brisia nodded. Yasa was getting more and more out of thought with everything that happened.

" If we tell you plain father, ntar father in the wind, it will be troublesome."

Jeez, Brisia's mouth really isn't filtered. Yasa was already embarrassed not to be dumbfounded to imagine his body being seen by the two women in front of him.

" Well, now how do you want me to tell?"

Raffan and Vanka are in the hospital mosque. Both of them continued to pray for the recovery of the grandson. Hoping that the man who is Tara's real father will donate his spinal cord.

" O Lord, if I may let me feel all this. Please heal my grandson."

Vanka's tears kept seeping out soaking her cheeks. Millions of regrets were really in his heart. With Raffan. The middle-aged man was powerless to hold back his cries as well. The name regret is always at the end. But back again like what he said before, rice has become porridge. Just add the components so that it can be eaten with pleasure.

On the other hand Yasa is currently in front of the ICU room with Kaluna. From then on the woman kept looking down. Her tears would always fall when she saw the condition of the son.

" He's my son?"

Strange indeed, felt not fertilized but already appeared so large fruit. Never felt planting but before his eyes was clearly plastered the result of his seed. Especially when the man came in to see Tara. There was a taste he could not describe. There was a connection in his heart to the weakly lying boy.

Yasa ventured to touch Tara's hand and grabbed her. That tiny hand was really weak. Yasa's chest tightened when he saw the little boy, Yasa's tears couldn't help but fall on the back of Tara's hand.

" Are you my father?"

" Hay boy, yes I'm your father."

Tara's smile was perfect. The boy was certainly very happy. Tara looked closely at the face of the man holding her hand, she was sure that the man was her father when she saw the facial line similar to his face.

" Alhamdulillaah Allaah granted Tara's prayer. If this is how Tara can go quietly. Mother will not cry anymore and will not be alone."

Tuuuuuut

The monitor screen is really loud. A straight line appeared there. Yasa was certainly very surprised especially Kaluna, the woman wanted to sneak in but she was detained by the medical team to wait outside

" No boy, don't go. I just met you."

" Sister, brother come out first. Let us handle this."

Nataya could see how her face pajas the brother. Yasa exited the room with a limp body. But he tried to stand up straight when he saw Kaluna who had fallen on the floor while sobbing.

" I beg you not to take my son Rabb. She's my only one. I beg Rabb I beg you."

" Kal, let's be nice to Allaah."

Yasa ventured to touch Kaluna's body and took her to sit down. The man patted Kaluna on the back gently. He could see how hit Kaluna was. There is guilt in Yasa, he really missed a lot of things he must have incised wounds for the woman next to him. Even if he forgets a lot of things, he should try to find out even harder.

" I'm sorry Kaluna, you must have suffered."

That one sentence slid also from Yasa's mouth. Kaluna herself could not blame Yasa, all was the result of her mistake and stupidity. If time could be repeated then he would not carelessly take up Klara's challenge. But there is one thing he does not regret that having Tara, for him Tara is something of a blessing that the Creator gave him.

" Sister, I have to say something."

Yasa and Kaluna stood together as Nataya came out of the roar. The look on Nataya's face implies that there is something not good that she will convey.

" Taraka ~"

TB