
Dara opened her eyes slowly and searched for the origin of the sound. He saw a woman smiling at him. Dara quickly returned the smile with a warm smile as well.
His body began to rise from his sleep then he slowly stepped foot closer to the figure of the face he knew and missed.
Upon approaching, he tightly hugged the woman standing before him. The woman returned Dara's embrace and stroked the top of her head. The brief encounter between the two was so moving, as gentle as the true warmth felt by Dara.
Dara closed her eyes in that peaceful embrace, she heard a word that was so soothing to the soul.
"You are my blood, never throw away our bond. Because the strongest bond is between a mother and her child."
Dara drowned her face in the arms that she longed for. Without feeling any tears flowing down both of his cheeks.
"I will not let go of this precious bond."
One sentence from Dara's lips. Comfort is really felt by women who thirst for affection. After feeling that she had closed her eyes for a long time, Dara tried to reopen her gaze. And one different thing was seen there, because the warm face that was originally calming his soul, now turned into a ferocious face figure complete with a deadly look.
"Wake up, wake up, wake up Dara.." one call came back to Dara's ear, and apparently it was a call from Gaston.
Dara's eyes felt sticky and moist because tears had just flooded the area of her face. But he still tried to open both of his net wide to ascertain who was in front of him.
Not until Dara's consciousness returned to perfection, the warm shade face was back across.
"Mom..mom..don't go, mother, I promise I won't take our blood off..."
Shouted Dara while shaking her head with her eyes kept closed. While his body was filled with cold sweat with irregular breathing. Dara's cry stopped after she felt a touch on her cheek. Not a warm and soft touch, but a touch with repeatedly patted the right and left cheek.
Dara was surprised when she opened her eyes wide, it turned out that her husband was already in front of her.
"Ngapain is yelling? It disturbs people to sleep!" chirp Gaston while standing up from his seat and return to the bed.
"I'm sorry" Dara replied immediately and briefly.
"Slowly, I've already been distracted." replied Gaston flatly.
Dara took a deep breath and then exhaled it violently.
"Basar men have no feelings, do not know how to be considerate." grumbled Dara inwardly looking at Gaston's haughty behavior.
Not wanting to ruin the mood by thinking about Gaston's behavior, Dara chose to remember the important advice she heard in her dreams.
"I promise I won't break the bond between mother and child?"
That one sentence was clearly recorded in Dara's head. Suddenly he remembered the dilemma he was currently feeling.
"Do I have to keep what is mine?" ask Dara in my heart.
After thinking about it many times, Dara finally found a decision that she had to choose. Bravely, Dara called Gaston and said something.
"There's something I want to talk about" Dara said.
Gaston simply replied with a code on his brow.
"I've been thinking about what I should do, and I'm sorry if what I'm doing is gonna make you uncomfortable." Dara managed to catch Gaston's attention with the sentence she said.