Nandithas
NANDITA'S ADVICE
That afternoon, the sky was so bright with a blue color that looked clean. There was not the slightest hint of clouds blocking the view. But the heart of a young girl sitting in one of the park chairs, behind her house was not as bright as the sky that afternoon.
Moments ago, Namira who was making a video call with three friends, called Nandita to accompany him to find fresh air in the back garden.
Apparently Nandita deliberately took him to a quieter and quieter place, so that the future mother could be more comfortable inviting him to tell stories.
"Enak ya here" said Nandita after sitting on the white iron chair.
"Hmmm, I used to love diem here if again miss the same onty. Inget when onty teach me silat, we play water until soaking wet, until Daddy omelin onty at that time. Onty inget no?" Namira is repeating her past stories
Nandita frowned, pretending to forget the incident Mira told her about.
"Well, Daddy, have you ever been angry onty?"
"Ck, ever, onty time recently keep me up ...."
"Oohh, onty forgot." Nandita Kekeh.
The mood was silent again. Both Nandita and Mira, both enjoy a soothing afternoon atmosphere.
"Mira, uh,"
"Yes onty?"
"Mmm you know you haven't heard from your mommy yet?" Ask Nandita carefully.
Mira's quiet. There was absolutely no intention of talking about the woman he was trying to forget.
If only the one who asked was his Daddy, the young girl would have been furious. But this is onty Dita, as much as possible he refrains from being excessive.
"He's not okay right now, baby. He's waiting for you...."
"Onty," Mira stopped nandita's speech.
"Can't we just obrolin the others?"
"Can't be darling. We need to talk about this,"
"But I don't want to, onty. No matter how I feel, I don't want to know anything else about him."
"Mira, don't talk like that. After all she's the woman who risked her life to give birth to you, bringing you into this world,"
"Given and abandoned, onty." Sahut Namira with reddened eyes.
"I never asked to be brought into this world. I never asked to be born of him. I was present at their will, but why was it that when I was around, it was as if I was just a burdensome burden in her footsteps? Even as far as I can remember, he was never at the most important moment of my life, onty."
Namira's voice was shaking with emotion.
Namira spilled all the contents of the heart that he had been holding.
Nandita was unable to continue her words. For a moment, the woman's mouth locked, her voice choked in the throat.
It was true, he could not feel what it was like to be Namira. But seeing the tearful eyes of the young girl fall down, with a deep hurt look, her heart also slashed.
Quickly, he took Namira into his arms. His race Nandita wanted to take all the pain in the corner of the girl's heart. He wanted to protect and protect Namira, so that no more injuries would dare to approach him.
"Darling ... Don't remember all those painful memories. You are a strong child ... God chose you to live your life like this, because God knows you are a strong child. You're great, you get through this."
Nandita said, gently rubbing the girl's back.
After a few minutes passed, Nandita stretched back her embrace.
"Mira ...,"
"Onty, please don't talk about mommy in front of me. Had enough. I don't want to be horrified anymore."
Namira Assert.
But Nandita won't be that easy to let Namira close her eyes. He has a mission, making the girl want to meet her mommy.
"Mira, denger onty." Nandita's word is no less. The woman holds both namira's shoulders.
"Onty knows your heart wound is so deep. Onty could not imagine how it felt, but it must have been very painful. Your mommy's mistake was fatal, but no matter what the woman who gave birth to you."
"Onty, Mira's in first ya." The girl brushed off Nandita's hand and just passed by.
"Onty just doesn't want you to regret it later, Mira. Right now, your mommy is in the hospital, in critical condition. At every moment at the limit of his consciousness, he just mentioned your name. Perhaps God was still kind enough to give her a breath so that she could meet her daughter one last time. Surviving life and death, with breath to be helped oxygen hose is not good, Mira. You get in the way, ignoring calls you might regret for the rest of your life. Don't be haughty dear, by enduring in anger. Confine your pure soul, who would have wanted this meeting." Namira.
His chest felt tight, because what Nandita said was true.
Deep in the corner of his heart, the affection for the woman who gave birth to him was still there, only his common sense always buried him back into the deepest trough.
Nandita approached, rubbing Namira's shoulder from behind.
"Onty does not mean you can forgive or forget. Onty only asks you, learn sincerely, accept all as destiny that you must live. Because then your steps will be lighter in the future. Onty just doesn't want you to regret it for the rest of your life."
Namira was silent, as Nandita gently advised, asking herself to learn sincerely with everything that happened.
"Honey, let's get to the hospital now. Mommy Mira was brought back to the ICU, lost consciousness." Gunadh ran up to the two with hunting breath.
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