Cold Man And Miss Stone
79. Yumi Kaluna's

"Sam."

Samuel immediately clasped Emilia's similarly sweaty hands. "I am here" said Samuel. "I'm here."

Samuel's room was tense. Emilia's delivery is soon underway and Samuel only really knows what it's like to die waiting for a moment.

His feelings are mixed. Probably the same as Emilia.

Scared, nervous, happy, frustrated. Samuel felt everything in the same place, waiting for the baby to come out.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Anything. Justsaytheword. Anything." anything."

Emilia clasped Samuel's hand even tighter. "Can Senior be here?"

Samuel was surprised. "Mahesa?"

"I'm scared." Emilia was the first to come clean despite knowing that there were many people in the room, from the nurse, her mother Samuel, and also Mahesa with Rashi. "I'm scared. Just sec. Please." Please."

Samuel's lips twitched. Really he hopes to accompany Emilia during labor because of course it's her son. But Samuel is not an emotionally clueless little boy.

Mahesa is like a father to Emilia. Daughter always looks for her father when she is scared.

"Samuel." Mama pulled Samuel's shoulders gently. It hinted him to agree, because this was Emilia's life-and-death moment.

Trying hard, Samuel nodded. "I love you guys" he whispered. "I love you guys. Understood?"

Emilia nodded. Chewing Samuel's hand before their touch separated, replaced by another hand that had not held it for a long time.

"Senior."

"It's okay." Mahesa held their hands together. "You're doing great. It's okay."

Of course during the delivery process they could not watch as if it was a concert. Emilia's agonizing voice began to sound, and Samuel stood agitatedly at the door.

Rashi stared from the door that was not completely closed, knowing that Mahesa did not want to be there.

The moment was too emotional.

While Emilia was drowning in a tearing taste. Can hardly tell which reality, which delusion, where the pain of labor and the pain in his soul.

Emilia remembered many things.

The days he spent in the village, the days he spent in the residence of Ahkam, the dead Idrus, the screaming Soraya, the smiling Rowan, the smiling Idrus, even the father and mother who are not in his memory.

But the pain seemed to go away when Emilia's ear heard the sound of crying, the doctor stopped telling her to push, and Mahesa's hand was removed from her hand.

In the darkness, Emilia was crying. It felt like a year waiting for something small to be placed in his hands, moving around without being able to see.

"I wish I'd seen." Emilia tried to cling to him tightly without hurting. "I wish I'd seen."

"She's beautiful." Mahesa rubbed Emilia's cheeks. "I'm going to go. Samuel wants to see you."

Emilia thought of nothing more. But he did not forget to insert a whisper, "Senior gave him a name."

No name for his son. Emilia forbade Samuel to determine. Because he wanted Mahesa to give him.

Outside, Mahesa hinted Samuel to come in. Come near Rashi who has held a glass of drink to calm him down.

"Sister should have refused" said Rashi slowly.

Mahesa was silent.

...*...

Emilia's index finger was enveloped by something warm and gentle.

Samuel laughed. "He's looking at you."

"How's his face?"

"Shape your lips." Samuel pointed Emilia's index finger at their daughter's face. "His nose is mine. His body too."

Nothing funny, but Emilia smiled. The feeling of being split in two yesterday was still left in his memory, but it was incomprehensible that he did not care at all.

The only thing Emilia cared about was now that she was lying by her daughter's side.

"Sam."

"Hm?"

Samuel returns Emilia's index finger to the grasp of his little son.

"Thank you." Emilia thinned her trembling lips. "Thank you for talking shit so much."

Obviously the same Samuel remembered that his idea of having a child with Emilia used to be called nonsense. And Samuel laughed because perhaps, it could be called his greatest victory over Emilia.

"I feel enough." Emilia was breathing heavily.

He wants to cry. Not because of anything, but the warm, faint thump and extremely faint sound of her son seemed to be much more valuable than anything Emilia had ever felt.

"Thank you."

Samuel shook. Kissed Emilia's lips briefly before hugging her. "I'm the one who's grateful to give up. You fought hard."

"Sorry too, don't give you a chance to give him a name."

"My mother, this is my daughter. Even if Mahesa gave her a name, this is my daughter. Besides, if her choice name is bad, I'll replace it."

Emilia smiled. "Senior is good at picking names."

...*...

"Senior hasn't decided yet?"

Mahesa sighed before saying, "I want to give her the name Ema to have twins with you."

"Senior."

"I know you refuse to be ... Yumy."

"Yumi?"

Mahesh handed Samuel a paper with kanji.

"I'll just give him a nickname. Make a last name for him as you like."

Samuel raised an eyebrow looking at the kanji on the paper. If not wrong, Yumi .. refers to beauty.

Taking the pen near Mahesh's hand, Samuel wrote down his son's full name.

Yumi Kaluna's. He doesn't need a surname, because he knows who his father and mother are.

And Samuel didn't want to trap his son in that obnoxious system.

"Emilia? You don't matter?"

Emilia nodded, no problem with Samuel's choice.

...*...