Papa To Oleander
42. Did He Know?

Ola

Bang Oli came the next morning. He went straight to the hospital after the airport. After seeing Oleander, he looked up and looked at me straight away. "Did he know?"

Deg.

A question I have avoided for a long time. A question I've ignored for so long. Not because I did not know the answer, but because the answer was too painful so they felt better.

I can feel their stares on my skin. However, I still chose to duck, looked at the tiny figure that was sleeping quietly in my sling, and raised my shoulders. I did everything in silence a thousand languages.

Angga, who always tried his hardest to protect me, spoke up. "Oli, man. I don't think now is the right time to talk about this," persuaded the guy who was sitting on my bedside chair. Now he stood up and walked over to stand in front of us, mediating between me and Bang Oli.

I am so grateful for the presence of this man in my life, who now lives Oleander. His existence not only gave me a place to lean, to complain, to share, a place for me to gain strength, but also as a protector. With her, I feel safer.

"No shxt, man. But, you think it's not appropriate that we start thinking about it and find time to discuss it, huh?" Bang Oli denied with half a whisper. He looked at me and his best friend in turn. "Lo see, right, how similar are they? You realize, don't you, La? Ole it's mini me the be–dia! Everyone who knows that lo and he's ever been close will be able to draw their own conclusions."

I looked at my son who, thank God, was not bothered by the whispers that were going on around him. And I can't dodge.

What Bang Oli said is true. Oleander is a mini version of Owen Miller. Her hair, her lips, her face. Judging from the color of his eyeballs now, I would also assume that the more days the color of the beads would get brighter.

Exactly Owen.

I tried to say that name many times in my heart and I waited for the pain that I thought was coming. However, a little nothing. My heart felt nothing when it heard him even say his name.

Thank you very much, Lord.

"Yeah, you are right." I finally responded to Bang Oli's remark. "Oleander is a lot like that guy. And anyone who's ever seen us both can calculate two plus two. But, I remember very well that the relationship, yes, if it deserves to be called a relationship, which we live not so well known to many people, Bang. And if anything, most of them are people in my circle. Lo, Angga, Raisa, and maybe the employees at Beniqno who've seen us eat or drink together. That's aja. Oh!" I suddenly remembered one detail. "Maybe the guys in the studio where he recorded. But, I think they will not care very much and do not want to know the affairs of other people who are not important like me. O ...." I put my shoulder next to it again.

Angga also chose to add his opinion. "Come on, bro. Wait a minute, at least until when Ola has enough rest. Or, until we're home. Not here where to talk about this private thing, bro. Not in front of Ole either. Okay well? You must understand that tension, negative energy, or things like that will not be good for her emotions, right? And I'm sure we all want to keep Oleander as good as we can."

Bang Oliver Andreas Arifin was finally issued a long nap. His chest expands and deflates along with the carbon dioxide he releases from the body and is taken to visit the gym periodically. "Fxck. Okay, okay." He looked down and nodded at the floor under his gaze. "Shxth. Sorry. Sorry, Lala," she asked as she looked up. "I'm sorry. Sorry. Sorry." which."

In Kalakian he wrapped his arm around his shoulder and kissed my forehead. He also slipped the tip of his index finger into Oleander's slightly open fist. "Sorry, La. I guess I was just nervous. I am still nervous actually. Look at the baby you gave birth to, shxt, elo, La. My sister is the only one. Seeing your child with my own eyes and head feels so. As well as touching. And I .. I guess I must be nervous because of those emotions."

"It's different, you know." Bang Oli glanced at me for a while before returning his gaze to Oleander again. "She's in your stomach than she was now when she was here. All ... and I mean everything .. so it feels very real. It really happened. And I feel like I'm a little unprepared for the many things I don't know. I .. I feel like I failed to be your sister. I don't feel good about protecting and protecting you. I think Papa and Mama are also very disappointed with me, La. But, yeah .. because they're the best parents in the world, so they'll never tell me that. But, I'm sure they feel that."

Well, that's .. that's really heavy. "Gue doesn't know you feel like it, Bang. The vow. And you shouldn't feel like it because you're not wrong." All of a sudden the instinct to defend my brother was awake. "Gue made all these decisions himself, Bang, and I will also accept the consequences. Despite all the things that happened, as I have often said, I have no regrets about the presence of my son. Because I'm sure God loves what we need and he's what I need."

I hug Bang Oli's waist with my left arm. "Udah, you don't have to think about it, Bang. I've also told you everything the same Mama and Mama never said that they were disappointed with you. They're not mad at me for making trouble, Bang. So, you just have to force yourself. Maybe while buying Oleander toys until he grows up."

"If it is, no need to ask also I will work. It's in the head" said Bang Oli who is now excited again. It was gone the black fog that had loomed over him earlier.

"Wh, Yang, here, deh, the Ole. I helped move her to bed. Let you guys have more fun talking. You must be tired of megangin' him keep." Angga.

I watched how quickly Bang Oli's head moved from its initial gaze at Oleander and then turned ninety degrees to turn to the friend who was standing next to him. "What the ...? Which is? Did I not hear wrong? Ha's? Kunyuk, what did you say just now?" He looked back at me and Angga alternated with high eyebrows on his forehead.

The Angga still had the guts to cry. "Sorry, man. Gur hasn't had the same story because of the hectic these few days. Yeah, that's it, deh." The guy puts his shoulders. "Gue just called your sister darling."

Bang Oli looked at me probing. I also follow the whiny. "Yes, Bang."

I don't know what I'm doing. However, it seemed like Bang Oli could read the implied meanings. Maybe that's why he groaned. "Ughs. There is so much we need to talk about, yes. God fucking. I guess I've been too busy working together so I don't know the same thing that happened to my own friend and sister."

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