
Reza and I returned to the room after spending two servings of satay together. He sat leaning against the bed and was still busy with his cell phone - - look through the article on the use of prosthetic legs. The night was getting late, but the eyes were not the least bit sleepy. I'm afraid he really can't sleep all night.
"Mas, I'm going to the kitchen for a second, yeah," I said.
"Need something? Let me get it."
"It doesn't matter, Mas. Let me be alone."
"Let me just."
"It's okay, just to the kitchen. You wait here. You're tired, right?"
Reza nodded, she let me into the kitchen alone. I just want to grab a glass of water and bring it to the room.
"You're not sleepy?" I asked, upon my return to the room with a full glass of water.
She shook her head. "Not yet." His eyes are still focused on exploring the information on Google.
I put the glass in my hand on the nightstand next to Reza, then I sat down next to her, resting my head on her shoulder. That's when Reza put his phone down.
"Darling?"
"Emm? Why?"
"I'll ask...."
"Hmm? What's?"
He's cleared his throat. But not directly talking, silent for almost a full minute. I also kept quiet, not wanting to be impressed to press him. Then...
"If...."
"I wish I had experienced all this...."
The deg!
Again my heart stopped beating. Exactly guessed. But I didn't shift, stayed in the same position, with my head resting on his shoulder. I tried to quell the sudden anxiety, and pretended the question didn't affect me. Reza's hand and *grease it gently. "I'll stay by your side, Mom. Whatever happens."
"Although I only have one leg?"
Kuhela took a deep breath. "Whatever happens. Even if you lose a leg or two at a time, even if you're paralyzed or disabled." I straightened my shoulders and looked into his eyes. "I'll stay by your side. Keep you company until you get old. It is not your heart that is deformed. My terms are still the same, one: your loyalty, that's all I want. Faithful in the sense that you will never wish me no matter the reason. And faithful in a sense, you love and love our little family. Not rude and not playing with hands. Enough with that, then I will be faithful by your side. Age with you."
Reza froze for a moment, then nodded with his eyes down. He is not usually able to look me in the eye.
"Believe me, I can go through any ordeal with you. Unless your heart, love and feelings are flawed. I will not be willing to endure. You understand what I mean?"
Reza just nodded. "Yes," he said.
"Em, it's late. We're sleeping, yeah."
"Yes, honey."
"Please get me that drinking water" I asked.
Reza immediately took it and shoved it on me. I drank almost half a glass, and told Reza to come and finish it.
Sorry, Mas. I just want you to rest. Sleep well, yes.
Don't know how long. But that night Reza and I slept soundly. Although under the influence of sleeping pills that I deliberately put into the glass of water that we have been drinking. He knew nothing, until the next morning - - he woke up refreshed and much better.