HEART
Empty Stares

...•it is recommended to read it while playing the song : Denting :)...

Happy reading.

Mama Lina and Papa Satria enter a white car. Soon the car driven by Papa Satia darted away from the Ilham home area at an average speed.

Indeed, all this time they lived in the house of Inspiration. Of course to take care of his grandson as well as the condition of their son. Mama Lina and Papa Satria's house was left empty.

“I so do not have the heart Pa, ninggalin Irzan.” said Mama Lina with a feeling of anxiety. Papa Satria glanced at his wife through the tail of his eyes.

“Ngak-papa. Irzan must learn from small so that later he gets used to the absence of us both.” said Papa Satria who sounded ambiguous in the ear of his wife.

“We are indeed where to stay Irzan.” said Mama Lina while grunting quietly. The woman disagreed with her husband's words.

“Ya ‘kan age no one knows Ma.” great-grandson Papa Satria with a soft voice.

Suddenly Mama Lina gave a sharp glance at her husband. “Don't talk weird Pa.” he said ketus.

Papa Satria was only able to chuckle a little at the response of his wife who was very excessive. Wouldn't every human being really feel his name die? It's just, we don't know when that time comes.

The middle-aged man flicked his car when he saw a red traffic light. In the car it was quiet. No one opens their voice. Neither Mama Lina, nor Papa Satria, both were silent with their own thoughts.

The car drove back after seeing the lights change to green. With care and average speed Papa Satria drove his vehicle.

The car driven by Papa Satria turned towards a road that passed the bend. Noticing that, Mama Lina scrunched her forehead in confusion.

“Kok his way here Pa?” ask the woman confused.

“Nggak-papa Ma, let's not get stuck.” said Papa Satria who was taken over by his wife.

The bend feels very lonely. Not as usual. There will usually be one or two vehicles passing through this road.

When it was near the corner, Papa Satria's hand turned its steering. And, how surprised he was when a black car flashed in front of him at an above average speed. Soon Papa Satria's hand slammed the steering wheel until the car he was driving hit the road divider.

BRAKK!!!

The loud loud noise was heard to several houses. Residents who heard the sound flocked from their homes to the highway.

Meanwhile, the black car that had hit the car driven by Mama Lina and Papa Satria sped away from the area.

“Yeah! There was an accident!” screeched one of the citizens in a frenzy.

Papa Satria's car that hit the roadblock was destroyed and ranged. Quickly some men approached the car and wanted to save the victim inside.

After successfully carrying the bodies of Mama Lina and Papa Satria out, the residents immediately contacted the police and reported the incident of this single accident.

“So much pity.” ogled one of the residents who saw the condition of the two victims of the accident.

How not? There was a lot of blood on the faces and bodies of Mama Lina and Papa Satria.

“S-there is no.” said a resident who was checking Papa Satria's pulse.

“Innalilahi,” said the residents who shrouded the victims of the accident.

“I-il-h-ham,” the great-grandson of Mama Lina who is still conscious.

Suddenly a Mother-Mother squatted down and put her ear closer to the victim. “Someone you want to tell?” bargain These Mothers.

“I-il-ham, p-put-raku,” Mama Lina watered with stammer.

“Ilham?” the great-grandson of Mothers who had heard Mama Lina's words.

After successfully pronouncing her son's name, Mama Lina's two eyes immediately closed. The hand held by the Mothers had cooled. His face was pale. It, has gone.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

Ilham rushed from his office to the police station. He got a call from one of the police. The police said that both parents had a single accident and died on the spot.

After Ilham entered his car, with a feeling of dread he drove the car above average speed. Many other riders swore at his charade. However, Inspiration does not care about that. All he has in mind now is, Mama and his Papa.

About 20 minutes finally Ilham's car arrived at a police station. With a hasty step he got down the car and ran into the police station.

A police officer in charge of the case opened his voice. “We've done autopsies for both victims. And, because of the violent impact that occurred in his head made the blood vessels both rupture. Until the victim died.” he said after reading the results of the autopsy.

Inspiration listens to every word that comes out of the mouth of the policeman carefully. His mouth was too thick to speak. I don't know, it feels like the world of Inspiration is being slowly destroyed.

“Pak Ilham,” parrot Subroto as he sees the whereabouts of his superiors.

Inspiration turned to the man who was now wearing an orange t-shirt with both hands handcuffed. Both of his eyes suddenly sharpened. His hands clenched tightly to reveal his knuckles.

Ilham walked quickly towards Subroto and grabbed the collar of the shirt the man was wearing. With anger controlling him, Ilham immediately hit Subroto mercilessly.

BUGH!

BUGH!

BUGH!

“Pak calm Sir! Don't make a fuss here.” said the police tried to divorce Ilham who hit Subroto.

“YOU HAVE ALREADY MADE MY PARENTS DIE!” shouts Inspiration vents the anger that dominates it.

“A-what? Died?” muttered Subroto in a quiet voice.

Ilham chuckled incisively at the response the man showed. “Don't pretend you! You ‘kan who already made my parents die!” ilham Bentak.

When Ilham was about to hit Subroto back, the police nimbly locked his movements.

“Do not make a fuss here.” said the policeman firmly.

Subroto looked at the two eyes of Ilham who were shining hatred for him. He breathed slowly. Then, look back at the two eyeballs of Inspiration.

“Not me the culprit. I dare to swear if you do not believe my words.” said Subroto in a low tone.

Ilham grumbled hearing that. “Keep if not you, who huh?!” ilham Bentak.

Subroto lowered his head deeply. Indeed, he never intended the slightest harm to his two superior parents. Given if Mr. Satria was very good to him first.

“Gretta. He's the culprit.”

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

Inspiration pensively in silence. Now, the bodies of his parents have been bathed and sholated. Currently, he is in a TPU located in Jakarta.

Slowly but surely, the bodies of his parents were hoarded by the ground until they were no longer visible. Inspiration glanced at her son who was crying hysterically in his nanny's sling. Perhaps, his son felt the same way as him as well?

After the bodies of Mama Lina and Papa Satria were buried. They also began to pray that the two were led directly by an ustadz. Inspiration to raise his hand also pray for his parents who have been very meritorious for his life.

Slowly the residents who were in the cemetery of Mama Lina and Papa Satria also scattered to leave the TPU. Now, only Ilham, Devan, nany who is holding Irzan, and Reno are left.

Yes, Reno also attended the funeral procession of Ilham's parents. After all, Ilham was still his friend. And also the husband of his cousin.

Reno glanced at Ilham who was looking at the two mounds of land with a blank look. He breathed slowly. Then, his hand patted Ilham's shoulder slowly.

“According to mourn the passing of Aunt and Om Satria.” said Reno sincerely.

Ilham took a quick glance at Reno and nodded his head briefly. Really, the face of Ilham now looks very pale. Reno could not bear to see the condition of his friend.

“Lo want to see Aira ‘kan?”

Sontak Ilham raised his head to look at Reno with eyebrows that are intertwined and do not forget his face that has paled.

“Come. I'm going to let you meet Aira.”

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

...I am sorry for Inspiration :)...

...Thank God today I double up 💘 do not forget his like 😊😊...

Don't forget like+komen+vote+share this story to your friends/friends/family 😍