
"Erlan..? Is that you.. Darling?" Whisper the old woman with a voice that was too weak.
I caught the familiarity in the voice as well as the tone as the woman greeted me. My heart was also beating erratically.
Unconsciously my hands extended forward. Only then did I reach for the face in front of me, when my hearing caught the sound of someone stepping from inside the house about to come out.
Spontaneously, I darted back up into the tree where I was hiding. And I looked back at the old woman on the wheel with a confused look.
Confusion is also felt by the woman. He looked to the right and left. Like looking for something. Or maybe even looking for my whereabouts.
Without being able to explain, a sense of tightness suddenly came and squeezed my chest. Even my two neutrals were slowly blurred out by the dew gathering in the eyes.
I could no longer turn my eyes away from the old woman in a wheelchair. My hands were trying to reach her. Although the distance between us is many meters away now.
"Mrs, is the madam going for a walk?" Ask a woman I thought was the maid in the house.
"Erlane.. Erlan.." The old woman's voice was so clear that it was in my ears.
"Mh.. Mistress find who? Non Nila? Non Nila her again change clothes in her room, Madam," said the khadimah told her.
"Erlan. I saw Erlan here.. Erlan.." the old woman turned back to her right and left in a very slow voice.
My heart was torn apart, every time my name was called by the old lady. Wanting his taste I darted back to his presence. And acknowledge my existence to him. Although my mind still confused with the identity of the woman.
"Erlan's? Who is that, madam? Want Auntie to call Non Nila? Just sec. Aunty call her Non Nila first," said the khadimah.
My sharp hearing then caught the sound of the Khadimah's footsteps as he entered the house. I still clearly heard his voice as he said to someone inside the house.
"Non." call the khodimah.
Geck. Geck. Geck.
"Yes, Bi Tum? For a moment,." said the voice that I recognize belongs to a young woman called Nila.
Then I heard the door open.
Cklek.
"What's up, Bi?" Ask Nila.
"that Madam is calling people.. Aunty is confused, not usually madam panics like that." said the khadimah.
"Call who, Bi?" Ask Nila.
"Don't know.was calling Elan's name what Eagle is.." replied Bi Tum.
"Elang? Did you see an eagle passing by?" Nila Terka.
Now I heard two sounds of steps approaching outside the house. And from that moment on, I kept my eyes off the face of the old woman sitting in a wheelchair. He also looks in all directions.
"Ma..? What's Mama looking for, Ma?" Nila asked when she was near the old woman.
The old woman then stopped looking back and forth. His focus now was on the princess who was sitting right in front of him.
My heart was getting jaded, as soon as I saw two tears flowing from both corners of the woman's eyes on the wheelchair.
Unknowingly, I held my grip on the tree I was standing in. Feeling the giddiness between the choices immediately darted to the woman's side or stayed standing where I am today.
"Erlane.. La. your papa.."
Ba dump's. Ba dump's.
The words of the old woman were like thunder that grabbed my world this morning.
'Papa?! What.what does that mean? He said that I was Papa the girl?! That means..!! That woman is.. My laila?!!'
The contents of my mind were torn apart by what had just caught my sense of hearing.
That woman is Laila? My laila?! But.. how can..? I have to investigate this first.
With a shaky feeling, I looked at the old woman's face. I reopened my hearing access to the two women's conversation.
"But Papa Erlan is long dead, isn't he, Ma? Mama and Oma Mutia said, Papa died when Nila and Mark were still in the womb right?" Nila tried to remind her of Mama.
Thought maybe her mom was hallucinating just now. And mistook the person passing in front of their house as Erlan. That's my guess.
"No.. Papa Erlan was there, La. He was here." the old lady said.
"Ma.. Mama might be tired, right? Or was Mama a dream, maybe? Want Nila to come to the room now? Mama went to sleep again, right?" Nila gave advice.
The old woman looked frustrated. And somehow I feel guilty for appearing and disappearing in front of him.
I shouldn't have approached her. I should have investigated the occupants of this house secretly first.
Especially now that I live as an Aro. And I also have the ability to camouflage. So secretly investigating is not a difficult thing for me.
But now, I have made an old woman considered to be hallucinating. Even his own son did not believe his words. He is very frustrated now.
"She, La! Erlan was here.! ,She.."
Suddenly the woman fainted, unconscious. Nila suddenly panicked. And I rushed up from the top of the tree and then darted to the side of the old woman.
Nila looked surprised by my sudden appearance. But I ignored his attention to me.
I immediately shook the old woman's body on her shoulder. But he did not immediately wake up.
I tried to check her breath and pulse on her wrist, and thank God. Both of those things still exist. Even though I was made very anxious because the flow of breath coming out of the woman's nose felt very slow in my hands. Almost nothing, in fact.
"Who are you..?"
"Stop asking. Let's get your mama to the hospital right now!" I cut out Nila's sentence. While my hands were already swiftly carrying the frail body of this woman who had just fainted.
"Really! Wait a minute, I'll get the keys to the car first!"
Nila realized the precariousness of her current situation. So he rushed back into the house. While I had run straight to the silver civic car parked in the courtyard of the house.
Shortly after, Nila came back out. He unlocked the car door and sat in the driver's seat. While I was still holding the old woman in the back seat of Nila.
Worry filled my mind and mind at this moment.
Although I can't confirm the truth that this woman on my lap is Laila, I'm already very anxious about her condition.
Hope also floated in my mind.
'Oh my God, please make her okay!' pinta I wailed, in my heart.
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