An Overdose of Love
Meeting with a cute boy
Pretty tired I have to look, but patience for the desire to find still have to be awake, in order to meet him who I have longed for. The feet are now slowly walking down the street, to relax the mind and heart that continues to be tangled. A tinge of saturation will wait, it really makes the heart so sick and tired can not find it. Netra continues to explore the beauty of nature, with the streets that have many motor vehicles that drove along the small alley.
Feet that have begun to ache, immediately stopped in a building that has been heard many small children are learning in studying. Yes, I am now standing right at Kindergarten (Mother Love), when it appears that small children are wearing sports shirts to warm up flexing the body. I who saw their cheerfulness did take away my saturation and tiredness for a moment, while looking at the cheerful laughter they were happy with.
"If I could find you, Karin? Maybe our son will be as big as those kindergarten disciples. Huuuff, unfortunately it was just my dream and wishful thinking, to be able to touch and caress the face of the child's priesthood that you had conceived," a heart murmur that recalled the one I missed.
Netra continued to watch their behavior, with the position of the body was leaning on the wall of the school gate that was slightly open. It seems that the teacher has finished teaching sports lessons, and the teachers have started to enter all the classes. While the students who just finished receiving lessons, now left to play at will with some game tools provided from the school.
I, who was looking at them, suddenly had a vision broken because of the focus on one of the female students, who was now coming out of the school gate that opened a little. He ran around a little who immediately wanted to cross the street, when the music of the ice cream seller had almost reached the front of the school.
"You can't wait for the seller to come here, sweet boy. Until without waiting again you have dared to cross alone to buy," a hearty mumble who was surprised to see the sweet and cute-faced little boy, was in a hurry to buy ice cream.
It seemed that the cute girl, smartly bought using five thousand bills, which she had just thrust at the seller. Not long after he finished also buying, opening and immediately eating, until his mouth is now seen to have been battered by chocolate ice cream. But suddenly I was surprised by a different motorbike speeding in the middle of wanting to hit the sweet girl.
"Hey you, watch out .. watch out for the bike," I shouted.
But because the little boy was cool with his ice cream, until he did not hear again on my shout. Because I didn't want anything to happen with the boy, with all my might I ran as fast as lightning trying to save.
"Awaaaas, move!" yells loudly.
Weeeeees, a motor with his darting has been traveling at high speed, without seeing any casualties ready he hit.
Bhuuuugh, I swiftly caught the child's body, and now it has rolled around on the pavement, without thinking about the body that will be dirty.
Perhaps out of surprise at what had just happened, this sweet boy suddenly cried out so much, that everyone and the teachers were now scattering to approach us.
"Mas ... mas, are you pa-pa?" ask the ice cream salesman, who approached me and tried to help.
And also this self can not answer, when panic approached me too, which is when the body is still busy hugging tightly the boy who is still crying loudly.
The teacher who came, one of them immediately responded to hold the boy, perhaps with the intention of calming him down.
"Nas pa-pa, right?" ask one of the mothers in the crowd.
"I'm not pa-pa, ma'am!" reply relax.
"Aaaa .. awww," My voice was in pain when I felt my elbow now hurt.
"You seem to be seriously injured, look! Elbows have been bleeding a lot, probably due to the hard impact of the paved earlier," said one of the teachers.
"Yes, mas. Maybe you were hurt by hitting the asphalt earlier, for helping the students from this school, "call the answers of the other mothers.
"Truly brazen montor rider earlier, cook not see what? That this is a school that's a lot of special kids. Heeuuh, just piss off, why was he able to go fast once driving? Now use all the blur, there is no sense of responsibility," said one of the residents.
"It's .. already, just let the rider escape, 'well now he's not here anymore to be held accountable. Now we go to school, to get treatment for the wounds that look bad, come on!" hail one of the teachers.
"Yes, mom!" answer my resignation as the palm continues to hold the wound that has been gaping pain.
I finally followed where the teacher led me to a place to treat.
Everyone seemed to have dispersed, knowing that I and the boy had only minor injuries. Because it was too shocked, making the boy continue to cry without silence, to make himself anxious to calm him as well.
"Here ...here, teacher. Let me just carry him, who knows he will be quiet" I asked to take over the boy, as his feet were still busy walking from behind.
For some reason, suddenly the boy I was carrying was now silent for a moment. The hand that was too open I held as hard as I could for the pain, while busy carrying the body of the boy who felt heavy.
"Thank you" answered me, who was sitting on a wooden bench.
"Yes right here .. right here, baby. Om, want to treat the wound. Let the mother who is holding you, 'pity if the bloody hand of the mother is not treated immediately, '" said the teacher tried to persuade, so that the little boy I saved would switch carried.
With the strength of her tiny hands increasingly tightened the embrace on my neck, so it felt like this once made myself seem to start suffocating. The boy seemed to be shaking his little head, which seemed to be refusing at the request of his teacher.
"I'm sorry, ma'am. I was also surprised by him today, usually he is the most active, not naughty and smart among his friends, but it's strange that he today looks as spoiled as he was when he had just met," said the astonishment of the teacher.
"Leave it, ma'am. Maybe he was too shocked by the incident, so he wanted to calm down with me" I replied resignedly.
"Yes, then. I just took a drink for the mas, in order to relieve the shock of the incident earlier," said the teacher trying to leave.
"Yes, mom. Don't bother, I'm fine!" my answer is not good.
"Not pa-pa, mas. Just water. Yes, I'll just go first" said the teacher.
"Yes, mom!" I nodded my head slowly.
After the departure of the teacher, now I try to relax the hand of the sweet boy who if not misheard his name was Aya.
"You're not pa-pa, are you, baby?" ask him who is still trying to relieve crying, while still having a severe hiccup.
"Yes, um. Aya is fine," Aya replied casually as a tiny hand wiped off her own tears.
"It's good that it's okay. You can't cry, 'is the sweetest and smartest kid here, cook has to be this crybaby, '" I told him not to cry anymore.
"Yes, um. Forgive Aya, who has made my hand hurt. Because of the ice cream earlier, om handsome almost wretched," he said regretfully that began to cry again, there may be a sense of regret towards him.
"No pa-pa, sweet boy. So you didn't stop crying, because you were sorry and afraid if you were angry because of this wound?" guessy asked.
Sweet Aya just nodded slowly, while continuing to wipe the melt of her tears.
"Here ... already, om ngak pa-pa. Don't cry anymore. Next time be careful and slowly if you want to cross. And don't forget to see right left there is a vehicle is not, ok!" clearly I'm advising.
"Yes, um."
"Good, smart kid."
"But Aya was sad, because the ice cream had fallen and it was only half Aya ate it," he complained again.
"You don't be sad anymore, because later you will buy a lot and good for you," I comforted him.
"really that? Whoa, hore .. hooray, thank you, om. Cuuup, promise ya, om!" With her happy heart, suddenly the cute Aya landed a kiss of affection on my cheek.
"Yes, equally. Om will keep the promise. But you also have to promise, don't be sad anymore and cry" I warned.
"Dong, of course. 'Kan Aya is a good and smart boy," he replied praising himself.
"It's good that you understand" I said, stroking his hair slowly.
His name was also a small child, the incident that almost hurt him was immediately forgotten, when only ice cream was thought.
It feels like the heart is so peaceful, when together and many conversations with Aya. Although sometimes the chatter is not clear and a little everywhere for explanation, but the heart is so calm and happy.
"Why does my heart seem to be so excited when I was with Aya earlier. Is this what is called longing, if only the child that Karin conceived yesterday could be with me. Oh Lord, meet us soon if they are still alive, so that I may embrace them with affection," troubled as he sat pensively in the car, who stopped parked on the side of the road.