Grasping
The Part 94

The clock is at 10am, but Yuara has not been seen coming out. Several times Niar looked at his son's classroom, found Yuara had not come out and Niar again sat in the waiting area that had been prepared by the school.

Niar took a seat at the end, a little away from the entourage of the other mothers.

"Mrs ...." The most memorized voice in his life had been heard, Niar turned his head along with his rising smile.

"Honey ...," welcome Niar happy.

"Let's go home, Ma," Yuara asked.

"Come ...." Niar took his daughter's small hand and rushed towards the school gate which was quite far away.

"We didn't pick up Papa Sakky huh, Ma."

"Papa Sakky said that."

The mother and son walked hand in hand, hand in hand never apart along the foot of the step.

When he arrived at the gate, Niar invited Yuara to sit under a tree while waiting for public transportation to pass.

"Who is Yusha Demitri? Why does the teacher always say that Yusha Demitri is Yua's father?" The cool little boy playing buttoned up in his uniform again asked the same question as last night. Manik Yua now turned on Niar's slightly nervous face.

"Papa Yua it's just Papa Sakky right, Ma?"

Niar looked down, not wanting to look at the little bead of his daughter. He felt intimidated by the stare that kept shining wanting to demand an answer.

"Ma ...!" call Yuara a little upset. The mother simply kept silent and did not give him a satisfactory answer.

"Darling ... Mama thinks you're a kid, it's not time to hear the real story."

"What story, Ma?" Yuara furrowed both eyebrows with a curious look on her face.

"The story of your father."

"Papa Yua, Papa Sakky right, Ma? Not Yusha Demitri?"

Niar shakes. Yuara remained focused on her mother.

"If Mama tells you, Ara wants a promise .. can't be angry and sulky."

The little girl with sweaty furrows in her temple area nodded doubtfully. But not for a second switched eyes from the shade of his mother's face.

"Ara's real father was named Yushaka Demitri ...."

Hearing that Yuara's small body was petrified and only eye movements flickered softly.

"Papa Yusha was busy working, so never came home. He works in a very distant place, for that we're in living here." Niar explains as subtly as possible so that it is easily understood by Yuara. The mother-of-one stroked the head of her little girl. But the next hand is used to remove traces of tears that drip.

Five years is not a short time to bury the past. Many tears have been spilled, but still the rhyme of the past cannot be erased.

"So Yua has two papa?"

"Well .. you could say so."

"Went married to Papa Yusha?" ask Yuara. And Niar nodded in response.

"When did you get married to Papa Sakky?" This time Niar flinched.

"Why did Papa Yusha never come? Why never buy a toy like Papa Sakky? Papa Yusha doesn't love Yua?!" rutu Yuara's.

"That's not so, dear ...," Niar's speech came to a halt when once again Yuara made a sound.

"Papa Yusha doesn't love us! You don't want Papa Yusha! I want Papa Sakky!" Yuara turned sullen.

"Ara dear .. Now we are with Papa Sakky. But soon Papa Yusha will pick you up," said Niar slowly. Since last night the woman wearing the white headscarf had a premonition that Yuara would meet her biological father. When and where he does not know, but his feelings are very strong.

"Wouldn't! Papa Yua is just Papa Sakky, not Papa Yusha!"

Niar took a deep breath. This is the reason why he is not ready to tell the truth. Yuara is too small to understand the situation.

The mother and daughter's conversation had to come to a halt when public transport stopped in front of them. Niar invites Yuara to come closer. But Niar refused while on public transport there were no other passengers. Avoiding the things that were feared, Niar chose to sit back in place and wait for another public transportation.

"Why not, Ma?"

"There were no other passengers inside, Mama was afraid. We're waiting for another transport."

"Ma, let's go get some ice cream!" bring Yuara. Some time ago asked questions about Yusha, but a moment later had forgotten the topic of conversation earlier.

This was the first time for them to wait for public transport, the days before a young man named Sakky who always drove and picked them up.

"In a moment, dear." Just as Niar's phone was ringing, the woman was busy opening the bag and looking for flat objects hiding behind books and other items.

"Hello ... Mas?"

"You guys are home?" sakky asked across the phone.

"Already, Mas. This is again waiting for angkot."

"Ma .. Come on, dong! Yua thirsty, want to buy ice cream," yuara whine.

"Dear sweetheart, Papa Sakky called" Niar replied. "Ara wants to talk to Papa Sakky, right?"

"No way!"

"Hello ... Ara why, Niar?" sela Sakky's.

"Yes, hello ... Mas. He asked for escrim." Niar tell.

"Try loving her with her, I want to talk" Sakky said.

"Say doesn't want to."

"Did he sulk?"

"Yes ... Mas must know how he is, if not followed directly deh mainstay nambek." Niar smiled faintly by looking towards Yuara who still looked sullen.

Yuara came down from the occupied bench, without warning running to the ice cream shop which was quite far away.

"Mrs ...!!!" yuara Shouts.

Niar was surprised. "Name ...!!!" shouted Niar rushed to chase without care phone connection has not been cut off.

"Hello ... Niar!!!" Sakky calls over the phone but gets no answer, instead hearing Niar's voice arguing violently with a foreign voice.

There was the sound of Niar asking for help, after which the phone dropped. Now Niar's voice and Ara's crying sound distant.

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Ignoring the unfinished job, Sakky is caught in the fog driving a pick-up car back to his town to find out what happened.

The man driving the car at full speed looked very worried. I suspect something terrible has happened to two very dear women.

The man swore violently while stuck in traffic which hindered his journey.

"Hello, An ...." Sakky answered the phone.

"Mas, Madam Niar is in the hospital. And Ara cried, " explained Ana, the woman who was authorized to guard one of Niar's shops.

"What ...?!" Sakky surprised. "Wait a minute, I'll pause again" Sakky replied frantically.

"Mbok Jamu has been followed by Anggi, but has not come. There was a new number that called the store and told her that Mbak Niar had a disaster."

"How is Niar?"

"Still a doctor."

"You calm down Ara first. I'll be here any minute, buy her whatever Ara wants to let her calm down."

"Good, Mas."

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I'm back after a week of rest. I came back to finish Niar's story which only remains how many chapters yes.🙏

Come on, please comment again, yes.🤭