Duda But Perjaka
[Season 2] Miracle

Chaca POVs

As time goes on, the earth continues to spin on its axis. And God is the controller of the destiny of every human being. The bad traces of the past are slowly beginning to leave.

I'm sorry, actually all my bad behavior only wants one thing. The care and affection of my parents. But, I feel slapped by the fact that they are not my biological parents. I'm just a stranger with no mom and dad, who they take care of.

Had I known from the start, I wouldn't have sought such attention. I will keep trying to be a good boy and repay their services.

I should have been aware of their rude and uncaring attitude. But I never thought if it turned out .. ah, never mind, I am also grateful for that I can unite with Om Gandhi.

The only man who made me fall into his charms the first time I met him. Good man, mature, responsibility, caring, full of love and affection. It was a stupid woman who had abandoned him.

I love her so much. He's a complete package guy to hold the status of a dream husband. But, I'm full of this lack of feeling unworthy of being with him. Even for months I just kept burdening him.

Today, I feel like my footing is gone. Mother, the angelic hearted man has gone for ever. He was a stranger, but he gave me great strength and affection. Mother is the only back of my life.

With my own eyes, he went home still in a state of performing prayers. I believe the doors of heaven are wide open for him.

At that time, we were praying together. That was because of his request. I was taught many things by Mother, until I understood. I also advised many Mother before.

My eyes are ready to spit tears when the last prostration, Mother does not wake up still continue to prostrate.

"Mother" cried 5-year-old little girl Intan.

He was about to run to Mother, but was held by Santi's left hand while finishing prayers.

"Mother Sister, Mother!" Intan began to scream while crying and rebelling, which Santi continued to hold.

Everyone in the back row was crying. I am the same, my mind is in a state of turmoil. Fear of something happening with Mother. Two times the greeting. I rushed over to Mother, dropped out of the wheelchair and crawled to reach her.

"Yeshaaaaaa!" I spewed tears and hugged him who was no longer moving.

My ears were deaf, my eyes were blurry, my body was shaking violently when Om Gandhi said Mother was gone.

'Mother .. nothing can replace Mother's position in Chaca's heart. The most sincere person I've ever met. Truly, Chaca loves Mommy more than Chaca herself. Thank you for everything Mother, I murmured in my heart.

"God! Spoiled and deformed girl, why are you still here?" santi yelled while pounding the door to surprise me and came to my senses from my daydream.

This morning, the first day we stood without Mother. I have been sleeping in Mother's room since last night, tightly hugging the pillow she used to sleep on. It was like sleeping in your arms.

Until now I have been lazy to get out of bed. I sat leaning on the edge of the bed, still hugging Mother's pillow. I saw a ray of anger in Santi's eyes.

"Why? Trouble for you?" my mouth twists a lazy eyeball.

"Why don't you go home, huh? You are a defect. We can only take our grepotin. Even at the end of your life you can only make her tired. Do you realize it?" her screams pointed at my face.

I looked towards him. Waving a sharp look. My hands clenched firmly restraining emotions.

"What's? Unaccepting? Reality, right?" he sat with a cynical look.

"Get out of here!" I said pointing at the door.

"God! Who are you? You should have gotten out of here. You're just a stranger who is usually just someone!" the screams did not accept.

I exhaled a heavy breath. My heart was already beating so fast because of the emotion. I put down my pillow and stood slapping Santi.

"So your trash mouth!" my shout is no less loud than Santi. He was surprised to see me with a look of disbelief while holding his cheek.

"Darling, what's wrong? Why yell?" call a voice that I know barged in.

His breath was breathless as if running away. He looked at me surprised. Then it suddenly hit me, hugging and twirling my body.

"Om, giddy!" I screamed because he kept twisting my body in his arms.

Om Gandhi lowered me, stroked my face and tidied my hair. His eyes also looked teary. Both of his hands held both of my arms.

"Darling, can you walk?" she said with a smile on her lips.p

"Aaaa .. I still can't believe it. I can walk again Om!" pekiku then hugged her tightly. He returned my embrace equally tightly.

Om Gandhi let go of the embrace and kissed my forehead, my wet eyes, my cheeks and lips glimpsed. His fingers rubbed the water that kept coming out of my two eyeballs. I am so happy at once and so happy.

"It's a miracle from God, honey. If God wants anything to happen. No exception to the healing of your feet dear," he said clutching my cheeks.

I nodded, our smiles continuing. I stepped slowly closer to Santi who was still shocked to see what was happening.

"Santi, thank you. Thanks to you I can walk again. I'm sorry I had an emotion" I said, touching both hands.

"I ... I .... Sorry excuse me!" he let go of my hand and went out.

"Darling, what happened? Why did I hear you scream?" om Gandhi hugged me from behind.

"Ah ... Nothing Om, don't think about it," I said stroking his left cheek.

I'm really happy. When I was desperate for my situation, it turned out that God had given me a miracle that I had never expected before.

Mother, Chaca can walk again Bun. If Mother saw him, would be happy.

My tears flowed back, even as much as I could when I remembered Mother. Om Gandhi turned my body, clutching it on the chest of his field. I stroked my head gently. We hugged for a long time, without saying anything. I spilled all my sorrow on that warm embrace.

"Darling, we should see a doctor. We have to make sure of your feet" he said, releasing my arms.

"Yes Om, this is also still weak and a little painful," I said.

Then Om Gandhi led me and sat me in bed. He crouched down in front of me clasping my finger tightly, then kissed her.

"Sit here, I'm ready for your needs. We leave now," he stood up.

I just smiled looking at him who was pacing around looking for my examination documents all this time. Then put it in my bag.

"I'm ready for the car, baby, don't go anywhere. Wait here okay?" he walked away with my bag.

I truly am the luckiest woman in the world. Can be loved and cherished by a man like Om Gandhi. My happiness cannot be expressed in words.

"Dad, Mother, Mother, may you also feel my happiness from there. Wait for me in heaven" I closed my eyes.

I decided to walk out, closing the door to Mother's room. I was surprised that my body suddenly floated in the air.

"Bandel yes. I told you not to go anywhere!" Who else if not Gandhi. He holds my body in his arms.

"Ihh Om ngagetin. Anyway I have to walk often Om, let's not be stiff," said I put a hand on his neck.

"It can't be much movement before you know your condition from the Doctor!" it does not want to be disputed.

I just shook my head looking at his possessiveness. I am happy to be treated like this. But also embarrassed when seen by people. But yes its stubborn and indisputable nature makes me just obey.

After we sat in the car seat, and Om Gandhi was about to run his car suddenly his phone rang. He lifted it after sliding the green slide screen.

"Hello" he said, bringing the phone to his ear.

"...." - ".His face turned serious listening to people talking across the phone.

"Okay, just let me know. I'll take Chaca to the hospital first" she said, then hung up.

"Who's Om from?" manya curious.

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