A Pair of Space Wings
Who's Arum?

In a field thatch, a gentle breeze moves to the right to the left to fly the white flowers. The space walk alone towards the stairs that lead to a bright light. He's getting closer.

"Where are you going, young man?" Someone asked Space. Space cannot see the face of the person, because it turns its back on the bright light.

"I want to go up that ladder." He pointed at the stairs that were seen in front of him.

The person turns the head in the direction that the Space points. Then I looked back at the space.

"It can't be if you don't have wings. People who can go up there, those who have wings" he said, "look for your wings, so you can step there."

"Papaa." The voice of a child is heard, Angkasa does not know whose child it is? He looked, there was no one.

"Do you hear the voice of a child?" Space asked the person, but no longer exists.

"Papaa." The voice called him back. The longer, the sound was closer. Space searched for the source of the sound in confusion.

"Papaa."

Space found him, a little boy wearing white clothes seemed to appear out of nowhere, the boy ran towards him, the boy as if no matter how sharp the leaves of the thatch scratched his delicate skin, he said, he kept running after space.

"Who is that boy? Why call me papa?"

"Papa, don't leave us." His crisp voice prevented, he continued running.

Space instincts ruled to lower his body, welcoming the child who immediately jumped into his carrier.

"Where are you going? Why didn't you hear Mom call?"

"Mama? Who's your mama?" The boy looked back. A beautiful woman walked towards them.

"What should your son call until you heed my call. I'm so mad."

"Arum?" Space cringing. "Kids? Whose son?"

"You don't realize the kid in your arms looks like you?" The Space Reflex looked at the face of the boy in his carrier.

Right, that little boy is sliced brown, thick browed like him. That handsome face, ninety-nine percent resembled him.

"I'm a kid, Papa." Smiling so sweet, the sound of her bells was so soothing. "We miss Papa, Papa don't go." The voice that spoke in front of him made him calm, his small hands were coiled around the neck of Anggakasa.

"He's our son?" He asked, looking at Arum.

"Don't just drop the seeds but don't want to take responsibility. That's the honey you took from me." Arum throbbed, since then always answered ketus.

Struck space.

Is that really the honey?

"Only once, can it be?"

"You doubt us? Dear yasudah. We go home, Papa doesn't want us."

Space does not want to let go of the child, he likes this little child so much, his heart feels comfortable and calm to see him.

"No, I won't let you go. If you're mine, I won't let you go."

"Will you be with us?" The little boy with round and red cheeks asked.

"Sure, we'll be together. You happy?"

"Yes, I'm glad Papa. Mama won't cry anymore if Papa's with us."

The sky approached Arum without lowering his son. "You crying? I made you cry?"

"Yes, and I hate you because you've broken too many promises."

* * *

When Abian had signed the papers for the return of the bodies of Angkasa, and the whole family had agreed that the tools were released. Arum felt his world collapse. No more men will always defend him, no more men will try to make him happy.

Arum can't, he can't stand the bad fate of his life. What should he do to make the father of the child in his stomach wake up?

Wanted it to thrash, scream, vent its sadness. He wanted Angkasa to go and take him, so that he did not feel sad alone. Delia's deception did not calm her down at all.

The glass door was open, the doctor's exit, meant that the hope of happiness had ended. Arum's tears are getting worse.

I'm sincerely releasing you.

"It looks like the management of the return of our bodies is canceled" said the doctor.

Arum raised his gaze, did he not mishear?

"Doctor mean, what?" Abian asked.

"We believe that if there is a miracle, God will do it." The doctor patted Abian on the shoulder. "The child's struggle as a parent saves your child, sweet fruit, sir."

"What are you talking about, Doctor?" Arum wants the doctor to speak clearly.

"Patient woke up from his long sleep, Miss. He's awake."

"Please say it again, what exactly are you talking about?" Arum was not satisfied with the doctor's answer.

The doctor smiled. "The patient went through a critical period, he realized. God gave him a chance."

"You're not kidding, are you, Doctor?" Arum really wanted to make sure. Delia was also impatient, and the others were too.

"No, Miss. You can visit him after the Space Lord is transferred to the treatment room."

"I want to see it now." Arum wants to break in. Doctors prevented it, asking for patience until Angkasa was transferred to the treatment room.

* * *

About seven months separated by a different nature, Space in a dream, Arum in real life, making Arum impatiently waiting for Space to wake up. The doctor's estimate, Angkasa will wake up in fifteen minutes, not for long. But waiting five minutes, like a week for Arum and Delia. Both are various, holding the right and left hands of Space.

Abian, Awan, Aira, Oma Amanda, and Mr. Philips Hamzah to the chuckle of seeing both.

"It looks like the Space will be difficult to wake up if the two veins are congested." Abian said to his parents.

"Leave it, they're like a pair of wings for Space. Both are so precious, for a male beetle like her." Mr. Philips Hamzah.

"Why go to the beetle. What kind of a term is that?" Abian thieving.

"Your father was a former twilight boy. How do you know about that." Amanda defends her husband.

"The twilight boy is a color hunter in the sky. Not the horn beetle as Papa mentioned." Abian always disagreed with his parents, that is, even though this old, he was still his parents' moons.

"See Wan. Your father is not a romantic man, if not Oma who betrothed to your mama. How could he possibly be lucky to get a great woman like your mama. Maybe now he'll be the guy who's always upset about not being able to pick a good partner."

Clouds and Aira exchanged lyrics, scratching their non-itchy heads. If it continues, Abian believes he will continue to be cornered, he chose to avoid approaching the two right left wing Angkasa. Not yet arrived, the two women surprised him.

"Silver/Son, are you awake?" Arum and Delia got up from their seats. Then look at Abian.

"Call the doctor now." Delia and Arum also simultaneously ruled Abian. Abian nodded obediently.

After the doctor checked the state of Space, and made sure there was nothing to worry about from Space, the doctor gave his leave, giving room for families to let go of longing. And immediately all the storms want to embrace Space first.

"Let the one who gave birth first greet him." Mr. Philips Hamzah gave a wise choice, he hid Arum, wanted to give a surprise to Space.

After everyone took turns greeting, it was Arum's last turn. Arum approached, he walked bashfully as Angkasa looked at him with an unusual gaze.

"Hi," the thousand words Arum had prepared to say hello to his soulmate vanished, nervous when faced head-on, that was the only word he was able to get out, Arum tucked away strands of his hair relieving his nervousness.

"Who are you?"

Surprised, Arum did not continue his steps.

"Honey, he's Arum."

Space's gaze had since focused on Arum's big belly. "Whose arum?"

Delia approached, she could not bear to see the look on Arum's face that turned sad.

"Arum_you don't remember your Arum, son."

"Know Space Arum, Ma. But she's not pregnant."

"But she's pregnant with your child, baby."