Elegi Love Ayrani
Mr. Ahmad Pamit

Sunlight has now moved from the contest, the hour when it showed at nine in the morning. The man who had closed his eyes a moment ago, was now awakened by the reflection of the golden glow that struck his two eyes.

"It seems like it's noon, what time is it?" murmured Mr. Ahmad when he opened his eyes, then circulated the view of the clock on the wall of the room.

"Huh, 9 o'clock. Well, this is bad, I have to come back soon. Mrs Akasma must have been waiting for me," added Mr. Ahmad muttered.

When he had just come out of the room where he was overnight, Mr. Ahmad passed by Ayrani who had just finished bathing with Bu Dewi.

"Eh Non Ayra, good morning, Non!" greet Mr. Ahmad slightly bent his body in front of the boy who only wore a half-body towel.

"Pak Ahmad's. You're here too?" timpal Ayrani looked at the face of the man who drove him last night to meet his grandmother.

"Yes, Non. It was last night that Mr. Non Ayra accompanied," explained Mr. Ahmad.

Miss Dewi pamit to Mr. Ahmad to immediately bring Ayra changed clothes. Afraid that poor boy got in the wind from the cold. Meanwhile, Mr. Ahmad also excused Ms. Dewi to hitchhike to the bathroom, before he said goodbye.

Sonia seems to have been waiting for Ahmad at the dinner table. As Akasma's private driver walks towards the living room, Sonia first stops her steps.

"Sit down, Mr. Ahmad. Don't go on an empty stomach!" reprimand Sonia sitting at the end of the dining table.

"Ta-but Madam, I have to be right back. Surely Mrs Akasma has been waiting," refused Mr. Ahmad.

"Give everything to me. Mr. Ahmad just sit down and enjoy his breakfast."

Mr. Ahmad finally sat on the end of the dining table opposite Sonia. The middle-aged woman woke up from her seat, walking towards the direction of Mr. Ahmad who was now enjoying a dish that Bu Dewi had prepared.

"Take this! it might not be much, but it's in my gratitude that you've delivered my granddaughter safely to this house" Sonia handed a brown envelope containing money to the man in front of her.

"Y....!" not yet finished continuing his speech, Sonia first cut off the driver's conversation.

"Watch that severance from my late son for not having time to repay your services!"

Actually very unpleasant for Mr. Ahmad was forced to have to take the envelope. For him serving to Samir Daulay's family was good luck to him. Because during his life Samir was known to be kind and helpful. Even when Mr. Ahmad's daughter had an accident, it was Samir who bore all the hospital care costs, without cutting a penny from the salary. So even though Samir is gone he still works with Akasma, as an expression of his gratitude for the services of alamrhum services so far.

"Thank you for the dinner and kindness of Madam, once again I say a lot of thanks," said Mr. Ahmad before stepping out of the Sonia residence.

Seeing the departure of Mr. Ahmad, Ayrani ran after him, "Pak Ahmad do not go home, Ayra came home too. Ayra wants to stay with Kak Pritha and Mama."

Mr. Ahmad's step stopped, the corner of his net back in the mirror, he crouched hugging Ayra's body, "Good lady with Grandma, yes! Sonia's grandmother is Non Ayra's Grandma, she is very kind and very fond of Miss. Mr. Ahmad promised that he would bring Miss Prithaya here."

"But Ayra wants Kaka Pritha, hiksss....!"

Sonia and Bu Dewi approached Ayra, both of them trying to comfort the boy so that he would no longer be sad.

"Yes Non, later Non Ayra can help Madam Dewi make Miss's favorite cake," added Bu Dewi trying to persuade.

Thanks to the persuasion of the grandmother, Ayra finally took off her embrace from Mr. Ahmad. With a heavy heart the girl let go of Mr. Ahmad. He waved his hand to the man's departure leaving the yard of Sonia's house.

Now there were only three of them left, after successfully persuading Aura, Miss Dewi invited the boy to play in the park. While Sonia also played entertaining for her grandchildren.

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"Grandmother, why don't Mama and Kaka Pritha come?" asked the little boy in the middle of the opportunity when the two were with Sonia, while Miss Dewi was preparing a small meal and drink for the three of them.

"Sit down, honey, here sit on Grandma's lap. I'll tell you why Mama Akasma and Kaka Pritha didn't come here" Sonia said.

And the little girl who was sitting on Sonia's lap, was seen starting to listen to the explanation of the middle-aged woman.

"Ayra knew that Mama Akasma wasn't Ayra's birth mother?" said Sonia looking closely at the grandchild, and the boy nodded.

"Mama Ayra is Mama Halimah!" answer the little boy.

"And Ayra knows who Grandma is?" Ayra shakes.

"Grandmother is the mother of Papa Ayra, so the only family Ayra has now is just Grandma. Mama Akasma is just another person, and your dear Kaka Pritha is not Ayra's real Kaka. Understood?" Ayra began to silently think of digesting Sonia's story.

Actually for a girl of Ayra's age, all the stories from Sonia are really difficult for her to understand. But it seems that Sonia really does not want her granddaughter to depend on them, Akasma and Prithaya. Hence the middle-aged woman kept trying to slowly explain who Akasma and Prithaya were.

"Prithaya's not your brother, okay?" Ayrani remained silent.

With a soft voice and a bowed face, the poor little girl replied to Sonia.

"But Ayra loves them, Grandma."

It doesn't seem easy for Ayrani to go to war with her heart. On the one hand, he began to love Akasma and Prithaya. But on the other hand at a very early age, his brain is required to have to digest and think mature. It made the little girl feel a dilemma.

"Grandmother didn't forbid Ayra from loving them. But Ayra must know who the Ayra family really is and who is not. All of this Grandma had to tell you, even though it was not appropriate for you, so that Ayra would know that the woman you called Mama was not a good woman. Ayra must be careful."

If he could shout, perhaps the girl would shout as loudly as she could, and protest about the twists of fate that he had to face at an age he did not necessarily have to think. Despite living for several days with Akasma, it has passed through bitter and sad memories. The girl did not hate Akasma in the least.

Since the poor little girl is required to think of adulthood to accept the reality of fate that is really confusing for her, Ayra is more often silent and spends her daily life with her beloved teddy bear.

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SERIATE....