Aksara For Arsyilla
Unveiled
“You Aksara, yes?” papa Radit's voice that afternoon was like a sudden rumble present in a cool afternoon.
Hearing the countless questions, the smile on the Aksara's face faded. The man felt the pocket of the jeans he was wearing and apparently his wallet did fall. The wallet was not there, until the smile on the face of Aksara was gone. Replaced with the anxiety that enveloped him. While sighing, Aksara turned around slowly and looked at Papa Radit.
“I Aksara, Dad,” he said with his throat almost choked. Even tears just dripped.
Without waiting for long, Papa Radit immediately embraced Aksara so tightly, “Kamu Aksara, Father? Is true?” asked Papa Radit who also looked emotional, several times the middle-aged man hugged and patted Aksara on the shoulder.
The young man nodded, “Iya, Well,” he replied.
Apparently the view must be in front of the house, not spared from the sight of Mama Khaira. The mother joined her husband and daughter-in-law, after which Mama Khaira patted Aksara's back gently, making the young man break his arms from Papa Radit, and look back, looking back, she saw Mama Khaira standing behind her.
In a split second, Aksara was actually crying and sobbing, she softly called the middle-aged woman who still looked beautiful and youthful, “Mother Khaira …,” call him in a soft voice.
Mama Khaira was immediately crying hugging the man, a sense of tightness that for years enveloped his lung cavity slowly disappeared.
“You're Her accent Mother?” ask Mama Khaira slowly.
Aksara nodded while still hugging Mama Khaira, “True, the ugly duckling once abandoned by her family, stranded at the Orphanage without feeling the affection of her biological parents, now stand before Mother Khaira and Father Radit with pride,” Aksara said with a sigh.
After that, Mama Khaira also pulled Aksara's hand to follow him to the park on the porch of the house. Papa Radit also joined them. Currently the three sit on a park bench and are separated by a round table close to the fish pond there.
Mama Khaira again shed her tears seeing a photo stored in the Aksara wallet.
“Mama is finally relieved, to be able to see you when you grow up. You don't know Aksara, back then we were looking for you, even months after, we were still visiting the Orphanage in the hope that we could see you again. In fact, in vain, the information we get from Bu Lisa was fickle, he said you are in Singapore and after that in Jakarta, why do you never look for us?” ask Mama Khaira.
“Aksara is always looking for Mom, Dad, and Syilla .. but, never met. Until finally, Aksara left a letter for Mom and Arsyilla.” Aksara answered and assured that he was actually looking for the existence of a family who had loved him while in the Orphanage first.
The family who loved him, accepted him, but they were not blood, but Aksara could feel that the family of his father-in-law loved him very much. Sending him, even for years, apparently Mama Khaira still sends money every month to his account.
“Force Aksara, Father, Mother .. pardon if Aksara did the wrong way to Arsyilla, but honestly Aksara loved her very much,” the confession just came out of the mouth of Aksara.
Yes, a bold new confession he opened in front of people who were already considered like his parents.
Mama Khaira and Papa Radit cast their eyes on each other as Aksara expressed her apology and at the same time a confession that the man loved his daughter, Arsyilla.
“Since when did you love, Syilla?” ask Papa Radit now to Aksara.
For a moment speechless, Aksara then back to sound, “Maybe since Aksara was a child. Aksara thought, only limited to the feeling of love and affection as a sister figure. However, the years that Aksara missed without even seeing Arsyilla actually made Aksara try and struggle, Aksara wants to be the man loved by Arsyilla,” Aksara answered confidently.
“Sorry Dad, but by then Arsyilla was framed by Ravendra, the Orange Juss she drank had been mixed with alcohol. While, maybe back then Aksara drank a little so that the one night mistake just happened,” Aksara replied nervously in fact. Must say like a confession in front of those he loves.
“Ah, so Arsyilla is not aware of being out of the toilet because of Vendra?” ask Mama Khaira.
Aksara nodded, “Iya, it's just that she ended up with me, Mother .. sorry. After all, I know that Ravendra has foul intentions to Arsyilla, but Father and Mother do not worry because Ravendra was arrested by the Police at this time, because he tried to commit acts of violence to Syilla,”, Aksara said.
“Why is this serious problem you did not tell Papa?” ask Radit again.
“Sorry, Pa.. Aksara thinks taking the legal path is better than playing his own hands. Aksara will always look after Syilla and make sure she is safe on the side of Aksara,”.
Mama Khaira then sighed, “So, Arsyilla already knows if you are Aksara, her brother whom she had been looking for since childhood?” tanyakanya.
Aksara actually shook his head, “No Ma, Aksara dare to be honest with Mama and Papa,” he replied.
“Why didn't you tell?” ask Mama Khaira again to Aksara.
“Aksara wants, Arsyilla loves Aksara as what she sees now. It is possible that he had forgotten the Aksara because the memory of a 3-year-old child at that time was partial (temporary). Aksara doesn't mind if she sees Aksara only now,” Aksara replied.
However, Papa Radit immediately refuted the words Aksara, “Better you be honest, Papa and your Mama were also familiar with each other as children first. Precisely when our memories meet, it feels like our love is getting deeper. One day, be honest with him.”
“Good Pa, give Aksara time yes Pa... only, Aksara really loves Syilla,” again the young man said that he really loves Arsyilla.
Papa Radit and Mama Khaira nodded, “Alright. To you too, Mama and Papa entrust and entrust Arsyilla, just keep us alerted if it harms Arsyilla. After all, we are also her parents right?”
The serious conversation between the three was over because Arsyilla was walking towards the garden on the porch of the house.
“Mama, Papa, Syilla cariin loh ..” grunya while choosing to sit next to his Papa.
“We are here, dear,” Papa Radit replied gently and sounded affectionate to her daughter.
“Kan Syilla kangen with Papa and Mama, even here anyway ..” he said again.
Aksara also looked at Arsyilla's face, if so she really like a princess who was so loved by Mama and her Papa.
“I also miss you, Syilla,” Reply Aksara suddenly that made Papa Radit and Mama Khaira also shook her head to hear the words of spontans from her daughter-in-law.
The two faces looked relieved when they realized that Aksara, who was his son-in-law, was apparently a small character they had met while in Orphanage. Aksara who is a little boy who can knock Mama Khaira's heart until Mama Khaira wants to send the little boy to school and hope he becomes a useful and successful person someday.