Losing Us
Try Again

“Si baby when born?”

“Five more months.”

“Lama.”

“Sabar.”

“Not patient.”

Nah!

Anara placed the teacup that was already in front of her mouth, only to stare at Arsenio in doubt. There was no wind, no rain, the man asked about the birth of the baby. It was as if that day had been eagerly awaited.

“Why?” ask Anara wonder. I mean, why would Arsenio want their baby to come out so quickly?

Yes indeed, since coming home from the hospital three days ago, Arsenio has become more protective of her pregnancy. But if it becomes so exited waiting for the birth of their baby, it seems a bit unnatural too.

Instead of directly answering, Arsenio inching. Suddenly lay his head on Anara's lap while his face faced directly with the woman's distended stomach.

“Udah can't wait to see him,” his great-grandson. His palm had also moved to form a random pattern in Anara's distended stomach that faintly saw movement. “I want to cheat, he really looks like you or enggak.”

“Continue, if he really looks like me anyway why? You don't accept?”

Arsenio. The corner of her lips lifted slightly and a swiping motion on Anara's stomach she stopped. “If his face looks like yours, I hope his nature is the same. I don't want him to have the cowardly nature of his papa.”

That sentence actually makes Anara confused. Because to be honest, he didn't even want their daughter to inherit the weak traits she had. Anara actually wants the child to grow up to be a strong figure, in order to defend himself if something unpleasant happens in his life later.

“You look like anyone, I just hope he can live well.” Typhoon Anara. As a parent, what else can he give besides good prayers for his child?

“She. I will do everything to make her live well and well. Enough we only have a lot of struggle, our children do not.” Arsenio said solemnly.

As for Anara, Arsenio's determination can only be amenable in the heart. For even today, he is still reluctant to expect much. Olin's shadow also continues to haunt. I don't know if the real Arsenio has been able to release the girl completely or not. He can only pray for the best. For him, for their child-to-be, for Arsenio, even for Olin.

“I can definitely be a good dad for Noel?” arsenio asked as she stared fixedly at Anara's face. Ask for support so that his beliefs are stronger.

“Iya,” although still can not guarantee anything, Anara still agree. “You can definitely be a good father for him.” I hope that.

Arsenio still did not say anything and even more closely my mother looked at me. The dark netra seemed to be wandering around exploring Anara's property. Visit every hidden place there to know what things have been kept tightly by the owner.

In his adventure, Arsenio came to the time where they were still children. The shadow of the figure of a chatty little girl who tailed wherever she went instantly became the hottest topic that her brain was interested in.

His smile, the twinkle of his eyes, his cute little teeth, as well as the sound of his bells echoing incessantly throughout the day. For the first time in a long time, Arsenio found little Anara so attractive in her eyes.

It's never too late to learn, right? So this time, can Arsenio want to learn to understand Anara more than yesterday?

“An,”

“Why else?”

“If I want to try one more time, can you?”

Anara frowned, a sign of not understanding. “Try what?”

“Your acquaintance, as a boy you met when you were a boy first.”

And start it all with a different storyline. Changing the perspective of matchmaking into a meeting that can be more celebrated. If it could be so, maybe their circumstances could be better, right?

Seriate....