Missing the Full
Episode 31
Not knowing what to say to her daughter's biological father, Kaina chooses to leave. Before advancing the two wheels, do not forget he stared at the same window with Kalila. The boy seemed to cry calling his name but was trying to be calmed down by Brigita. The little girl always brushed her hand.
Relax, baby, Mother will fight for our togetherness. Wait and be patient, son while your mother is crawling, she even has to train to get you back.
Lastly he described a smile on the lips with the movement of both index fingers so that the princess felt calm and no longer sad.
The rush of rain fell along with the swift tears of Kaina's grief. No matter how wet he is, no matter how cold the water strikes the body. What is felt is not comparable to a bloodless wound in the heart. Not wanting to feel lonely lamenting this gloomy night, he tried to think of another way to unravel the problems of life.
Honestly, he was not able to carry this burden alone, unable to treat this pain alone. Only themselves. It's like running away with a body full of wounds without anyone caring. Arriving home, Kaina rushed to the room and checked the dresser drawer. Got what he was looking for, he again broke through the rain with the matic motorbike. He did not have time to change clothes that were wet and attached to the skin.
All he ignored because the precarious problem must be resolved immediately. The address nan was headed far enough, the rain did not want to stop flushing his body. It was as if the sky was feeling the poor woman's heart. So he wept for a dark night without a full moon.
When you want to turn into a housing, accidentally one car hit Kaina's motorbike from the other direction. He fell down and one of his legs was crushed by the motor. Sick indeed, but he tried hard to remember his children who were expecting his struggle.
“Mbak no papa?” A man came up with an umbrella.
“No papa, Mas.”
Kaina cuek, she's trying to re-establish her bike and turn it on. However, the situation is not siding, the motor is dead and does not want to be turned on. Feeling annoyed by the situation, the single mother banged the head of the motor and lowered her head there. Wailing and lamenting for an impartial fate.
The person who hit him was confused. “Mbak?”
Kaina did not press her she kept crying looking from her trembling shoulders.
“Mbak, where are you going? In a hurry let me inter.” The man said a little loudly for fear of not being heard by the sound of heavy rain.
The one asked raised his head. “I want to go home number 22B in this complex,” he replied with lips shaking from the cold.
Fatih wondered in her heart. Any business going to his house. “Let's come with me, I happen to know the owner.”
“Then my motor how?”
“Titip in guard post only. You can't enter without permission of the person who owns the house.”
Kaina agreed, then Fatih gave an umbrella to her. “Hold, let me push the motor to the guard post.”
Faithfully the mother of the twins keep the man from getting wet. From the security guard post they returned to the black sedan parked at the end of the turn.
“My papa's not in? Taku later the car Mas wet.”
“Gak papa's. Come, log in.”
Fatih was forced to turn off the car's AC because of course the woman would get cold. In order for the glass inside to be dewless, he opened the side glass slightly. Until his four wheels entered the garage of the house. “Come, login. I'll have your aunt get me a towel.”
Kaina just come along. He hugged his body which was starting to get cold. Arriving in the living room, Fatih gave the towel that her maid had taken. He noticed that Kaina, the woman he remembered, was helping him in prison earlier. Those round eyes looked red but exuded a deep sadness. His thin body, ah, not his slim body shivered. His pink lips twitched and were a little pale.
“Bi,” call ART.
“Ya, Mas?”
“Please prepare warm tea. I want to go to the room to find clothes that can be worn by this mother. Poor him cold.”
her ART nodded her head back to the kitchen.
Kaina shakes. “Don't, Mas, I just stand up afraid the sofa is wet.”
“Yes, wait here. I'm looking for clothes to change.”
“Thank you.”
The cold woman spread her eyes. Not to admire the beauty and luxury of this house, but like looking for a figure he wants to meet. Soon Fatih came to bring a suit of his late mother's clothes. "Take this off first, at least you won't catch a cold."
Kaina received with a swaying hand. “Sorry, Mas, is this Mr Fadilah's house?”
“True, this is my father's house. Now he's not home maybe soon home.”
“Can I wait for him?”
Fatih. “Please use guest room over there.” Pointing to the reddish-brown door leaf. “I stay to room.”
The two men both stepped in opposite directions. Kaina changed her wet clothes while Fatih headed for her room also changed clothes. Out of the guest room, the woman returned to her original place.
Sitting there before long an ART came to deliver drinks. “I make ginger tea, let the body warm,” he said.
“Thank you, Ma'am,” reply Kaina.
“Call Bibik only.”
The young mother agreed. “Wash I picked up in the guest room, yes, let it dry.”
“No need, Bik, enter the crackle bag only. Let me take you home later.”
“Good then. I stay.”
Kaina immediately sipped a glass of hot ginger tea. Occasionally blown to lower the temperature of the water so that the tongue does not feel sore. While waiting, his eyes glanced towards the time pointer hanging on the wall. The needle shows at half-ten in the night. His heart began to fret if tonight did not meet the person sought.
Half an hour later, Fatih came out of his room down the stairs. He was very curious about the woman in the living room. There is a need for these nights to break through the torrent of rain without protection in the least.
He sat in front of the pensive woman with an empty glass in his hand. “Hhhmm.”
“Eh.” Kaina blinked her eyes in shock at Fatih's presence.
“Where? Is her body warm?”
“Already, Mas. Thank you.”
“You're added or want something maybe.”
Wiggled his five fingers while saying, “No need, Mas, this alone is enough.” In his heart he also realized that since earlier after from home, his stomach had not been filled. However, please feel that here he asked for food.
“You sure you want to wait for Father?”
Kaina's head nodded quickly.