Sacred In Stain
Wait for Mommy, Honey

Chapters 27. Wait for Mommy, Honey.

You

I once said

I'm the queen of your heart, honey

And I am the queen of your palace

And you once said

Never leave me, I swear

Maybe you forgot

And I was once a dear one

I was once the one you loved the most

Maybe you forgot

And when the tempter comes

You let him destroy my palace

Turns out

You forgot I was your queen

A melodic melodic song sung Tata Janeeta featuring Maia Estianti titled 'The Teaser', playing softly from the old car tape an angkot ride Khalisa, accompanied the journey without purpose.

Public transportation is empty of passengers, there are only two passengers only three with a driver, maybe because it is night. Khalisa sat at the very corner, avoiding the attention of many eyes. Sitting facing the back glass, take a look at the road that passed.

Now, not only was the ark that he had guarded with all his might run aground to the bottom of the ocean, but also the soul-cooling baby was seized from his hands, Afkarnya, the whole world. Funny babble ringing, his joyful smile shadowed, widening the tears of longing in the heart of Khalisa increasingly gaping.

“Unfortunately Mother. Maafin Mommy, I'm sorry Mommy, Son. Af should be strong and fine there huh. We are only separated temporarily. Wait for Mommy to take Af away. Mother promise will not be long, wait Mother, dear. Wait for Mommy to come back to pick Af out of there,” his sobbing slowly, sorely slicing hearts.

Nelangsa immeasurably, imagined Afkar in that house without him. Because Khalisa knew, there was no one other than him who cared the most about his little son. Everyone looked one eye, even the father of the boy followed along carried by the sloping currents around him.

In the twists of confusion and stalemate, he recalls Dion's words that led him to force himself out of the Wulan house. Choose to leave instead of being cooped up there forever. With a feeling of anger torn, Khalisa desperately strengthened his heart to part for a moment with the jewel half his breath, to fight for his freedom as well as the son of the vicious circle of a house that is more worthy of being called a prison.

You want Afkar to stay with you? There are two choices I give you. You must stay here with the status of a housekeeper, so you will not be separated from your favorite child. Or, if you want to take him away at will, bring five hundred million rupiahs in front of me to exchange him for Afkar. Aren't you peddling your personal assets now? I'm sure, the merit of letting yourself be touched and enjoyed is paid for, right?

The two choices Dion gave him were none of them easy. Khalisa also knew that all the options offered were only to make it difficult for him, to imprison him in invisible bars, force him to give up and choose to be their footwear. However, Khalisa no longer wanted to be colonized. He wants to fight now even though he has no ammunition or weapons, to fight for the most valuable thing to be free from there and back into his arms, however.

“Where can I get that much money?” His mind is not a bitch. “I have to go where?”

“Mbak, where are you going to get off? I already want to go home and this angkot route is also almost at the end.” The driver asked when the passenger he was carrying was only Khalisa. The public transportation route has almost reached the limit of the major area. The driver asked because Khalisa had not asked him to stop.

The daydream of Khalisa who was struggling with his mind, was scattered by the chauffeur's cry. Shrink rough his wet face and cleared his throat for a moment.

“Where have you been, sir?” Khalisa asked back, sweeping his gaze around.

“This is still around the square. Where do you want to go?”

“Alu?” Khalisa is confused about what to answer, because it does not have a definite purpose. “Y-yes already, I stop here only, Sir.”

Four thousand rupiahs are offered. The public transport drove away leaving Khalisa who was stunned on the side of the road. Pensive in the eternal, Khalisa reverie that continues to be interrupted by rain spots.

Hugging his bag tightly, Khalisa looked around, stumbling with his weak legs towards an alley not far from there. Although the narrow alley looked dark, at least he could find a temporary shelter from the sky water that greeted him, sheltering under the alley gate despite the lack of lighting.

Seriate.