Mother is Not a Night Woman
Sleep In Peace, My Son ...

Via and Wira's steps immediately stopped hearing the voice of the call. Via turned to Lyla who was still lying weakly. The little girl still closed her eyes. Only her little fingers twitched weakly, with her muttering lips calling out to her mother. Immediately Via and Wira approached, Via grabbed Lyla's fingers.

"Darling ... This is my mother" he said, dropping tears. "Dad is here too. Open his eyes, son."

Just like Via, Wira also dropped tears staring at Lyla's tiny face. With the rest of her energy, the little girl tried to open her eyes.

"Bun-da di-ma-na?" said slowly.

Although both her eyes had opened slowly, it seemed that Lyla was still half conscious, so that Via dipped several times on her face, so that she could feel the presence of the mother there.

"Dad's the same mother here, honey. Near Lyla." Again, whispering.

Lyla's eyeballs revolved around looking for the figure of the mother who really wanted her to see her shady face. The little girl tried to sharpen her blurry vision, until a while later, she could look at her mother's face, even though it was still a little disguised.

"Bundaaa.." call her weakly.

"Yes, honey .. This is mom." Unable to hold back his feelings, even tears unraveled. The sound of her crying was unstoppable. Via who had been trying to always be strong and smiled at Lyla, for some reason that day showed her weak side.

Lyla's small hand stretched out rubbing her face. He smiled faintly, making Via so fixated on looking at him. "Don't nangish, Mother ..."

Realizing, Via finally wiped away his tears, he forced himself to smile. "No, Honey. Mother does not cry. Mother's happy Lyla's awake. Lyla has to be strong. Lyla's gonna have a birthday any minute. Lyla wants to take Lyla's friends from the parlor and throw a princess costume party, right?"

Smiling, Lyla nodded, "Yes, Mother. But Lyla wants milk, ... Lyla's thirsty."

"Yes, Honey ... Mother make milk first, yes. Lyla wait here."

Via immediately walked to the table and made some milk. While Via made milk for Lyla, Wira immediately came out of the room, calling some doctors on duty that night.

Some doctors came to check on Lyla. Doctor Willy and Doctor Marchel were also present to provide support for Wira and Via.

And, even though it had been realized, Lyla's condition was still very weak. But not a bit Lyla complained Even he had asked for his breathing apparatus to be removed.

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"Already, Mother .." said Lyla while pushing a glass of milk held Via. Then the hero laid Lyla down again after drinking her milk.

"Now Lyla rest, yes ... Want to read a story?" ask Via.

The little girl nodded, her beautiful eyes looking at her lovingly. As usual, Lyla who was unacquainted complained kept smiling. Via also read a story about Hasan and Husein, two favorite grandchildren of the Prophet. Throughout the Via story, Lyla continued to hold hands and look at her mother. It was as if he really wanted to enjoy being with the woman who cared for him since childhood.

After a while, the little girl began to lose consciousness. He began to mutter, as if delirious. So that the Hero approaches the ear to be able to hear Lyla's speech clearly.

"Lyla what do you want, son? Let's say the same father," said Wira while rubbing her son's hair.

"Lyla wants to meet Mother Syela with father, want to meet opa, oma, same Dede Gael too. Call me yes, Dad ... Lyla wants to see you." Although the pronunciation of Lyla is less clear, but the Hero can understand well his wishes.

Lyla shook her head again, "Second, Dad. Lyla wants to see you. Lyla also wants to wear the same plinsyes as Lyla's doll. Yes, yes, Dad ..."

Via who was currently sitting by his side was trying to digest the little girl's words. Every word Lyla said was like a parting sentence. He asked to call all his loved ones and also asked to wear a dress that Via had made for him.

Via looked at Wira while nodding his head, a sign that he wanted the Hero to fulfill the little girl's wish.

While the hero is still frozen. Although he tried not to cry as Lyla requested, in fact the man was unable to stem his grief which he released through tears.

And, as Lyla requested, that night everyone gathered there. Oma and Opa, as well as Surya and Shera had been present in the room. It also appears that Ms Retno was immediately headed to the hospital as soon as she received a call from Via.

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Via had just finished putting on a blue dress and also a crown on the little girl's head. Two dolls that became his favorite never separated from his embrace. One by one they took turns to kiss and hug the little Lyla. Also with Gael now sleeping on Lyla's side.

Mr. Gunawan and his wife had just let go of the longing for his first grandchild. And Lyla, even in a very weak condition, could still recognize the face of anyone who approached her.

A happy smile never escaped that pale and weak face. Especially when Shera whispers that he will soon have one more sister. He looks very happy.

"Mother father does not cry anymore" he told Shera and Surya.

"No, Honey. Mother cries because she is happy. Forgive your mother's ever evil mistake with Lyla. Dear Mother Lyla."

Lyla smiled again, she wiped the tears that flowed on her mother's face. He then spread his gaze, looking one by one at the people in the room.

"Bundaa.." call him, get Via back closer.

"Yes, honey... It's mom."

"Lyla wants to be embraced by Mother. Lyla wants her bobbins hugged Mother ..." Like a last request, Via approached the little girl and hugged her.

"Please no one cries for my son. Don't burden him" said Via without looking at everyone in the room. The room was silent, there was no sound.

As much as possible, she tried to smile. He rubbed the top of his little girl's head, reciting a prayer in her ear.

And, after that, Via whispered, "Lyla ... Mother will be sincere if Lyla wants to go home to the real Lyla. Maybe Lyla is tired, but mom always forces Lyla to be strong and survive. Forgive your selfishness, son. Mother loves Lyla too much to forget to surrender. Mother sincerely took off Lyla ... Here, you will always pray for Lyla. Sleep in the peace of my son ...."

Shortly after hearing the whisper, Lyla slowly began to close both eyes, with a beautiful smile adorning her face.

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