Mother is Not a Night Woman
God Never Sleeps

The hero was still pondering with a few questions in his mind, as his phone rang a call sign coming in. He grabbed a flat object located on the nightstand. On the screen appears a caller by the name Bima. The hero immediately answered the call.

"What's up, Bima?" ask the Hero without further ado, shortly after the call is connected.

"Boss ... Shera's back from overseas. He is in Bali now" replied Bima.

The look on the face of the once sad woman changed. "You sure?" the Wira wants to make sure.

"My people checked it out. He made sure Shera was back."

The hero rubbed his face rough, then took a deep breath. "Alright, please prepare my departure in the morning. And remember, don't let anyone know I'm going to Bali."

"Alright," said Bima.

The call was cut off, making the Wira reflect back. His mind branched, between Via and his daughter who disappeared four years ago. He wanted to clear up his misunderstanding with Via, but finding his daughter was also very important to him. Hoping that a four-year search will end with finding her son.

That night, for the third time, the hero could not close his eyes. The guilt on Via seemed to haunt him. His rude treatment, the sound of Via's crying that continues to be imagined, as well as the words of Lyla who wants to return to live in the orphanage because she is afraid of him.

Until the morning, Wira could not sleep well. Still in a lying position, the phone rings back, a sign of incoming messages. The hero grabbed the phone lazily, then opened the message from Bima. His best friend and his man had just sent a ticket booking code that would fly a few hours later. Without thinking much more, the Hero immediately got up from the bed and got ready to leave immediately.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, the girl immediately came out of the room. He climbed one by one the stairs to the lower floor where Via was usually in the kitchen - at that early hour to make breakfast. However, upon arrival in the kitchen, there was no figure of Via there.

The hero went to the back room. The door to the room that Via and Lyla occupied was still tightly closed. Looks like the occupants of the room are still asleep. The man seemed hesitant between knocking or not. Wira was really embarrassed because of what he did last night.

For a while, Wira was silent there, waiting for the wife to leave the room. However, there was no sign of Via going out. Threshed clockwise on his wrist. The time has shown at six in the morning, while the flight schedule to Bali is only a few hours away.

Never mind, I will talk to Via after arriving from Bali alone, said Wira inwardly, then stepped out of the room.

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Via smiled faintly, at least there was still little Lyla who became his strength. A child with an extraordinary life spirit who had been the reason for fighting. No matter who Lyla was born from, she loved her little fairy more than anything in the world. And for Lyla's sake, Via will be able to do anything.

As usual, if Lyla was still asleep, Via would wake her up by peeping her innocent face over and over again. However, as her lips touched Lyla's facial skin, her pair of round eyes felt Lyla's warm body temperature.

"Lyla, darling .." call her worried, touching her forehead and other body parts. Clear liquid also bathed his eyelids. Lyla absolutely should not take drugs without a prescription from a doctor. While Via doesn't have enough money to take his little girl to the doctor.

"Darling .." call her once more, grabbing Lyla's little body and carrying it to her lap. He remembers the last time Lyla was admitted to a hospital that finally took the woman to a marriage with a cold man who hated her so much. And until this moment, Via has not realized at all the cause of the Hero so hate him, other than because of his work which was once a comfort woman. Even the reason Wira who will bear the cost of Lyla hospital, but gave him the condition to stay away from his parents, the following orphanage that became the residence of Via so far.

Still hugging Lyla's weak body, this time Via's tears were unstoppable again. In his mind as an ordinary human being asked, why was destiny so unfriendly to him. Yet all faith in God overcame all. He believed that God never sleeps. And will not give man a test beyond his means. His little Lyla was a gift of power, but also a test for him.

"Mother .." Lyla's newly awakened weak call made Via immediately wipe away her tears. He smiled, rubbing the pale face of the little girl. If Lyla never cried when she was sick, so did Via. At least that's what Via wanted to show his little girl. Whatever happens, keep smiling.

"Lyla is awake ..."

"Mother, Lyla's thirsty. Lyla wants some milk," she asked with her head still resting on her chest.

"Yes, honey." With full of tenderness Via rubbed Lyla's hair. "Lyla lay here first, wait for your mother to make her milk, yes!"

"Yes, Mother."

Via laid Lyla on the bed, then immediately headed to the kitchen to make milk. However, when opening the milk can, the woman just remembered, Lyla's milk supply had been exhausted since last night. Via was silent for a while, before finally hearing Lyla's call from inside the room.

The woman grabbed a glass, poured some water, then went back to the room afterwards. He threw a glass of water at Lyla.

"Lyla will want milk, Mother .." he said weakly, when he saw the contents of the glass that the mother brought for him.

"The tide's over, honey. Mother has not bought. Lyla drank some water first. Buy some more milk."

"But Lyla likes milk, Mother."

Patiently, Via explained to the little girl. "Honey, milk is the same water. It can take away Lyla's thirst. The difference is white milk and sweet taste, if the white water is clear."

"Yes, Mother. Lyla drinking ail white. But later buy Lyla milk again, yes Mother," she asked followed by a smile and nod by Via.

That morning, Via treated Lyla in the room by compressing using a towel, to lower her heat. However, until a few hours later, Lyla's body still feels warm. Even the little girl's face was turning pale and her lips looked dry, so Via felt even more worried.

Not long after, a bell rang. He immediately stepped out to see who was coming. As he opened the door, a middle-aged man with a sincerity smile stood in front of him.

"Dad .." said Via with his head lowered.

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