Love Two Boundaries
55. Full Empty Soul

"Mama?" the voice of the little girl.

Ice bent the body, picking up glasses that had fallen.

"Mama?" the voice was heard again and more and more softly, full of supplication and longing, his eyes seemed to be glazed.

Ice cackling looking for the person called mama. Though in the hallway there was only himself also the girl who hit him earlier.

"Guys? you ok?" Ice wagged five fingers in front of the face of the little girl in a horse-braided.

"Mama?" only that word was always spoken, making Ais even more confused.

"Are you looking for mama?" ask Ais in a soft tone.

Bugs.....

Unexpectedly the girl of about 7 years old was pounding and curling ice tightly.

A second, two seconds, up to twenty minutes passed. Ais was confused. What happened to the boy who was hugging him. Was he separated from his parents?

Or think Ais is her mother?

An unbearable sense of entanglement, made Ais slowly break into the arms of the little girl he did not know her name.

"Adek wait there!" Ice pointed to the long chair in front of the toilet hall.

The little girl followed Dira.

"Silver pee, we'll find his mama?" indirectly Ais tried to negotiate, if not, can-can Ais peed in her pants.

Fortunately, the little girl who was none other than Dira, slowly broke into a hug. Dira complied, and sat in a waiting chair right in front of the hallway to the toilet.

"Ahhhhhh...lega" shortly after coming out of the toilet, the word that came out of Ais' lips, he felt plong after his degree was completed.

Dert........

Hape nailed his pants vibrating. Someone's calling.

"It's darling"

"Unda ok? How long?" Reza.

"It's ok, a minute, just finished"

"That's coming" Reza.

"Ok, you're going to get there"

Tut's....Tut's....

Hape turned off, Ais back in pocket hape. Black glasses, back he perched on his sweet nose.

In a hurry he walked to where the husband and the children were. Forgetting the existence of the loyal little girl sitting sweetly waiting for him.

Five women clustered, walking across in front of Dira, while Ais also passed, without being scanned by Dira.

The stylist appearance, as well as the appearance of a beautiful face, makes adult men unable to blink their eyes when crossing with Ice. He was so prominent among the women there.

It was about ten meters from Dira to sit. Hafiz, who used to seem indifferent, had a quick glance at the beautiful woman who had just crossed paths with him.

Deg....

Hafiz's heart was beating unruffled, feeling something I don't know. For four years, it never seemed to show up.

Once stop the footsteps, scenes like slow motion, Hafiz rotate the body. Removing sunglasses that complement the face of the brewoknya. He looked back at the beautiful woman in a white hat who had just passed by. But, baby, all that's left is his back. It did not last long, disappeared, among the crowds of people at the airport.

Hafiz gulped, regained consciousness, and walked back to the toilet. He followed Dira, he said the ketoilet permit, but almost half an hour passed by Dira did not return.

"Darling, why are you sitting here?" wonder Hafiz.

Because Hafiz who had been waiting for Dira, it turns out that the one waiting was sitting sweetly on the bench in front of the toilet hall.

"Waiting for mama" Dira said with a happy face while looking up at the adult man standing right in front of her.

"Mama?" hafiz's inner voice.

Hafiz frowned, feeling strange with Dira's answer. Is Dira hallucinating?

Is that as bad as Dira is now?

Breathing deeply and then exhaling, with a soul full of nothingness. Hafiz dropped down, sitting squatting in front of Dira.

Back to strengthen the heart, in order to explain about the ice that is somewhere. Because Hafiz was sure Dira would return to ask as before.

Hafiz was silent, stared at in those still holy eyes, somehow this time he found Dira happy, with a smile that did not fade from his face.

"Darling, listen to papa! mama's still in....."

Not yet able to continue the speech, Dira again replied.

"Toilet, mom's toilet" Dira looked at the door of the toilet that was still tightly closed. He thought there was still a woman in there with the title of mama. Because, he was very sure, the ice entered the front toilet.

Hafiz looked down at the floor, it turns out Dira's behavior the more day, the more concerning.

With teary eyes Hafiz looked back at Dira's face deep, trying to channel something, so that Dira understood.

"Darling, listen papa, mama's not here!"

Hafiz started to speak out. He did not want Dira to be swept away in his illusion.

Dira which basically has tantrums, began to be provoked. Moreover, now his body is held by Hafiz.

That means Hafiz will take himself away. Dira did not want, the mother who had been wanted was in the toilet.

"Dira wants to be with mom! Mama!..mama!"

Dira mutinied in Hafiz's lodge. Trying to escape.

No father's behavior of the child and the father became a spectacle of people who were there.

"Dira wants mama! mama Dira is in the toilet!" dira's voice sounded louder and louder accompanied by increasingly deafening cries. Echoing up to the airport hall.

Deg......

The sound was faintly heard in the ears of a beautiful woman who was none other than Ais.

The sound forced to stop the footwork. Although vague, he heard a little cry and the echo of the word "Dira"

"Darling, why?"

Reza next to him was amazed, why his wife suddenly stopped her steps.

Aidan and Aiza had first been brought into the car by opa. Because earlier, when the opa and driver came, the children already looked bored. Therefore, the opa that none other than Reza's father immediately brought his two grandchildren to wait in the car.

Ais returned Reza's gaze, "no.....ayo!"

Ais and Reza continued their steps towards the car in the airport parking area.

Without a sound, Hafiz still remained with his stance, with all his strength still holding Dira's body so as not to sag down on the floor.

Dira's body was quite contained, not to mention the hands and feet that were relentlessly hitting and kicking Reza's body, making him let Dira down and back running towards the toilet.

Hafiz was only able to stare blankly.

"O Allah is this karma for my past actions, if it is, I am enough, do not be Thought of Allah" said Hafiz.

"Prophe sir! the kids are so, the emotions still go up and down" a middle-aged woman who happened to cross patted Hafiz on the back. He who has since witnessed, tried to spread and give advice.

Hafiz just smiled blankly, then again walked up to Dira who was standing at the front door of the female toilet.

Before long the door opened.

Dira looked up at the face of the woman who had just opened the toilet door.

The smile that had just spread, slowly faded away.

Hafiz, who was standing not far from Dira, rubbed a rough face. Again his heart hurt.

"Will you go to the toilet?" ask the woman to Dira who is already standing sweetly in front of the door.

Dira was silent, his face was confused, why the person inside the toilet could change. This was not the woman he was waiting for.

Dira shifted her small body. Gave way for the woman to pass by. Dira bowed lethargic, disappointment was controlling his heart.

Hafiz who saw disappointment in Dira's eyes, walked over. Plan, link fingers to Dira fingers. Share the power for both.

The two walked through the airport room with a soul full of emptiness.

Earlier this morning, Hafiz deliberately brought Dira to take part in driving Mrs Jijah to fly to Singapore. I never thought it would end like this.