Sacred In Stain
Harmonically

Chapter 79. Harmonically

Afkar curled his cheeks tightly in Khalisa's arms on his way home this afternoon. Every few minutes the boy would look up at Khalisa with his plain clear netball, then his outstretched hand touched Khalisa's cheek, as if afraid the presence of his mother who re-clutched him was not real.

“Unda, Af want to cama Unda aja yes. Endak wants to go to high house. Endak no Unda.”

I don't know how many times Afkar said the same sentence since the car driven by Yudhis drove away from the hospital. Chatting about similar word sequences over and over again. While the word high house itself which is meant by Afkar is certainly Amanda's house with very high outer walls, more like a cage than a dwelling.

“Iya, Son. Af will be the same Mother again now. It will always be the same Mother. Not going to high house again.” Khalisa kissed Afkar's hand, tightened his arms while rubbing the baby's head. Satisfied when the baby is afraid to part with him again, as well as himself who feels the same way.

Afkar nodded his head, tightening his petite embrace to Khalisa's neck. “His grandchildren in the high house endak delicious, Af endak want puyang cana. Fine grandmothers drink later Invitation of shady endak Af yagi, but the grandson endak tasty, this cakit,” he said while patting his stomach. Squeaking unsettled, as if afraid Khalisa brought him back to Amanda's house after he recovered.

Khalisa still harbors a pent-up grunt, especially to his mother-in-law because she believes Dion will never care how Wulan treats Afkar. Want it to feel Khalisa make a calculation and invite Wulan to duel because he has done arbitrarily to his son, hurting his physical and psychic, which makes Afkar now continue to squeak fear.

“Not going. Af will never go to that house again and drink milk that makes his stomach hurt again.” Yudhis comforted, rubbing Afkar's feet channeling tranquility.

“Iya, Darling. Af will continue to drink good milk and will continue to be the same Mother.” Khalisa kissed lovingly his now-tyrush cheeks, no longer as puffed up as before.

“Bang, sorry yes, the nurse seemed to misunderstand. Guessing his papa brother Afkar.” Khalisa now turned to Yudhis who focused on driving.

“Do not think. Not a misunderstanding, I don't mind kok.” Yudhis chuckled, uttering a joking sentence that actually contained serious meaning in it. Khalisa's reaction is to laugh dry now.

The black car that Khalisa boarded turned into the parking lot of a most complete supermarket in Bandung. Khalisa dyed, curious he asked.

“Why stop here? Do you want to shop first, huh?” ask Khalisa.

“Iya.” The handsome man in the black shirt answered briefly. “I want to shop for my kitchen needs first before going home, also to fill the refrigerator that starts to empty. Come down.”

“Please Brother shop. I just wait here,” added Khalisa quickly.

Not that he did not want to go down, just looking at groceries was a fun thing for him, but Khalisa did not have money. Not wanting to be in there later, his son saw an interesting item and certainly not able to pay even though Afkar is not the type of child who whines badly if he wants something. I don't want to make Afkar sad.

“Akh, actually I need a reference in choosing the kitchen needs that I will buy. Don't women usually know better when it comes to shopping like this? If you don't mind, I need your help choosing groceries, so I can learn how to choose good and right food,” pinta Yudhis expectantly.

“But I've never shopped at such a big supermarket, Bang. Often only to the market or most to the minimarket,” not sure, feel inferior.

“What's the difference? Look, I'd like to ask you, what salt tastes like?” ask Yudhis.

“Asin.” Khalisa answered briefly.

“Ya keep salty. Salt taste anywhere is the same, where there is salt that tastes sweet.” Khalisa was confused.

“From there you can easily conclude, right? It makes no difference to shop anywhere. So, please help me.”

Although hesitant, Khalisa came down even though honestly now he was flat-footed. However, if he refused Yudhis request he felt like a man did not know himself. Already helped in such a way, it is unethical to refuse a small request for help.

“Sini, let Afkar me be fat. This supermarket is spacious and the goods I want to buy are also many, let you focus on helping choose.” Yudhis extended both hands.

“Not done, Bang. Let me be the one who's carrying, later Abang's hand achy. Lagian Afkar always I carry when traveling anywhere,” said Khalisa sungkan.

Unexpectedly, Afkar instead automatically leaned on Yudhis, after seeing a female toddler held by a man whose father might cross them.

“Tuh, Afkarnya just want to be carried with me.” Yudhis hurriedly scooped up Afkar, and boasted a happy smile.

“Sama Mommy only yes, Son. Afkar is heavy,” persuaded Khalisa does not want to be troublesome, not accustomed to being helped a lot in taking care of Afkar before, making him often hesitant.

“Mau, Af want to carry the cama Om, Om Papa,” the babble is plain, who again repeated the recording of the nun's call to Yudhis as the nun releases her infusion. Spontane calls Yudhis om and papa. And without waiting for Khalisa's approval, Yudhis brought Afkar in swinging cheerfully in his sturdy arm.

“Eh, why call it Papa Om?” Khalisa sewot himself, while rushing to follow Yudhis steps into the supermarket.

The male mode of falling in love, only that word best describes the current shopping situation of Yudhis, only that the naive Khalisa was unaware. Actually Yudhis wants to buy food stocks that are in accordance with the tastes of Khalisa as well as Afkar, buy the needs of Afkar and Khalisa disguised sentence asking for help.

Not even just foodstuffs, Afkar bath soap, telon oil, and other equipment without Khalisa knowing had been stranded into a cart driven Yudhis. Yudhis sat Afkar in a push-basket seat, and asked Khalisa to walk in front while continuing to be consulted by him about the groceries that should be purchased.

Without Khalisa knowing, the intelligent Yudhis wants to help him more deeply and is provoking him to express his opinions, things that have always been afraid of being revealed innocent people like Khalisa.

Those who shopped three looked so sweet. Similar harmonic small family portrait. Where his wife was busy choosing groceries and her husband faithfully pushed the shopping cart while joking with the child so as not to get bored. And without realizing Khalisa, since then Yudhis observed his movements with a warm gaze adoring.

“Welcome home.” Yudhis said cheerfully as they got out of the car. Adjusting the tone of his speech so that Afkar does not strain into his house, because according to the survey, toddlers are more sensitive to new places that sometimes make them fussy because they feel foreign.

However, Khalisa's steps following Yudhis came to a standstill as soon as he found the presence of others in Yudhis house. A beautiful woman who is not young anymore welcomes to open the door.

“Mami?”

Seriate.