Sacred In Stain
Sun Mother

Chapters 128. Sun Mother

“Undaaa ..”

Afkar pranced happily in the dimpled arms of the handsome man as he entered Yudhis room on the second floor. In there, Khalisa had just finished dressing after bathing, wearing relaxed pajamas made of soft rayon fabric and adem prepared by Maharani.

“Unfortunately Mother.” Khalisa, who was about to wear a veil, put his headscarf carelessly and slashed towards the door, hugged two men who were so meaningful in his life, the angel of his soul and the heart of his heart.

“Mother kangen Afkar,” great-grandson Khalisa hoarse, desperate in the throat.

Both of his eyes were glazed. Along with a longing for mountains, Khalisa kissed the child who was getting cleaner and more handsome. Afkar's body is also more contained, his cheeks are rounder, cute adorable, looks very healthy and happy.

Yudhis embraced Khalisa's waist and led him to the bed. They sat all three on the spacious mattress with Afkar in the middle. Khalisa sobbed, shedding all yearnings by hugging Afkar tightly and kissing her again and again.

“Af stomach still hurts?” khalisa asked worriedly while rubbing Afkar's stomach.

That is the first thing he asked, after almost two months without each other, could not be close to the child because the situation was not safe and had to be far apart for a while. The spontaneous question was also derived from trauma that is still impregnated, still haunted by the terrible events of severe allergies when Afkar was brought out of Amanda's house, considering when Afkar was brought to Bali, he said, the child is in recovery.

Afkar shook his head. “Endak, Unda. The gut is good, the bad end yagi.” Afkar lowered his head, rubbed and patted his own stomach.

Khalisa breathed a sigh of relief. He scooped up Afkar and sat him in his lap. Inhaling the fragrant aroma of his favorite toddler deeply. The aroma she missed.

“For tenapa angis?” Afkar's tiny hands patted Khalisa's cheeks, staring at Khalisa with both his cute and lucid eyeballs glittering. “Mau on sun too huh?” chirping with the intonation of his peculiarly adorable lisp.

“Di sun?” khalisa added full of questions, as well as Yudhis who reacted similarly.

“Talau Oma angis, Abah sun Oma vinegar. That's the angis. Cini, Af sun Unda.” Afkar pulled Khalisa to bend over, landing his drooling wet lips on Khalisa's cheek. Afkar also rubbed his head and smiled happily and clapped his hands.

“Hole, cudah!” shouting pleased. “Dangan angis yagi yes, later Af kacih pemen tapas.”

Yudhis chuckled at Afkar's actions, and Khalisa was touched by his child's treatment. Afkar is more cheerful and more expressive than ever, Khalisa can see it clearly from the glare of his eyes and the tiny look of his son. Unlike the past, Afkar seemed to lack confidence, the impact of judgment around him because it was born from a mother who has a sloping origin in the eyes of heartless people.

“Afkar likes it here, at home Abah and Oma?” Yudhis said as he rubbed Afkar's hair.

The boy nodded. “Like, there's Om danteng, play baby screwdriver, pickle," he said cheerfully.

Afkar, who initially clapped his hands, seemed to think when he saw Khalisa still shrinking the tip of his wet eye. Then, the boy looked closely at Yudhis and Khalisa alternately.

“What's a handsome boy?” yudhis asked curiously looking at Afkar's expression which seemed to be confused.

“Tadi cayah,” he said, while scratching his head.

“Huh, what's wrong?” khalisa.

“Sunny caah.”

“Unda macih angis. Sunny cyah.” Afkar, who had originally sat on Khalisa's lap, inched down and pulled Yudhis arm closer to his mother.

“Tadi sunnya. Oma also sunnya cama Abah. Unda is also smooth sunnya cama Pappah. Come cepet sun duyu cini, bial Unda endak angis yagi,” the door is plain to Yudhis while touching Khalisa's cheek. Making Khalisa blink confused and Yudhis clumsy, awkward to kiss Khalisa in front of Afkar.

*****

The large dining table in Barata's house came back to life, after some time often only filled with tension or incomplete family members because one of his children chose to avoid, he said, because his two sons when growing up involved a fairly complicated dispute, silence each other do not greet each other, even though the two previously got along.

The dinner this time felt warmer and more festive for Maharani and Barata. They enjoy special dishes full of joy. The happy raut was clearly printed on Barata's face as well as Maharani. Complete gathering of all family members in a warm atmosphere, which is now more lively thanks to the increase of family members namely Khalisa and Afkar.

Erlangga also greeted Khalisa politely, although not so friendly, maybe because he just knew each other, just met face to face with his brother-in-law who Erlangga must admit is very beautiful.

After the dinner, Khalisa accompanied the child to play in a room that became Afkar's bedroom, with the Maharani who did not want to miss the limp, leaving Barata who was mingling with koi fish as well as birds vocalizing melodious petannya in the back garden.

While Yudhis chose to relax in a chair near the pool while fiddling with his phone, checking one by one digital files related to the work sent by Erika, just had time to open the phone.

“You got coffee?” A can of ready-to-drink coffee was placed on the table in front of Yudhis.

The company offers. He sat down in the chair next to Yudhis, sipping his canned coffee as he looked at the ripples of pond water.

“Cold coffee is indeed the best to accompany reading documents.” Yudhis received a can of cold coffee that Erlangga offered. Stunned for a moment while looking at his brand and flipping through its packaging. “Is this coffee safe? Do you inject cyanide into it?” Yudhis squinted his eyes in blatant suspicion at Erlangga, grinning at the rancid.

Erlangga looked over, snorting bitterly. “There is a gun complete with bullets in Papi's room if I really want to do such a fatal thing! Here, trade with mine if Mr. Lawyer is afraid of being poisoned!”

Erlangga snatched the intact coffee from the hands of Yudhis, put the coffee he had been steamed with an annoyed look.

“Hey, your angry style is like a woman who is coming months!” jeered Yudhis, laughing with satisfaction.

“The mouths of lawyers do suck!” Erlangga komat-kamit grumbling.

“Give me my coffee, you gave it to me. Also, I would not salivate with a fellow man.” Yudhis took back his coffee earlier, smiling happily because it turns out Erlangga still remembers the type of instant coffee his favorite undeniably makes his heart full.

“Cih, I think I'm thinking!” the Decree, which again made Judhis bitter.

“Ga, thank you, have taken care of Afkar here,” said Yudhis, who is now serious, sincere from the heart after hearing Afkar's speech at length this afternoon which told a lot about Erlangga.

“Not thank you. I did it because I wanted to,” said Erlangga reviewed a fleeting smile, still reluctant to talk while looking at each other with Yudhis, faithful to look at the pool.

“Interest? For what reason?” Yudhis slashed the tip of his eye.

“Because he's funny. And we're friends now.”

Seriate.