The Azkia Wound Flakes

The Azkia Wound Flakes
Talking About the Past


Kean is back to health. Mother and Seruni brought many by - by from Kediri. Mom already said that there's no need to buy this much of it. It was not Bulik Sri who answered, but Kean.


"Bawain for Budhe, Uti. What - what. Occasional. Let Budhe play here tomorrow too."


Bulik Sri was very smart, when Mother refused the food that had been bought to be taken, she asked Kean to talk. Obviously I could never refuse what Kean said.


Seruni also slipped an envelope for Kean. Kean had already insisted on refusing but Bulik Sri forced Kean to accept it.


"Ndak is good to refuse people's gifts. More so if Budhe Kia or Bulik Runi are given." that's what Bulik Sri always told Kean.


After being ready with his luggage, Kean pulled Seruni's hand and whispered something. Seruni stroked once more Kean's head and hugged him.


"Be careful, Le. Take care of your. If there is time, Bulik play here again nengokin you. What do you need, call. Bulik must have tried." said Seruni while shedding her tears.


"Greetings to Budhe Kia, yes Lik. I'll send you photos and also the results I learned." said Kean.


Seruni nodded her head.


"Student learning, Le..."


After waving, Mother and Seruni finally boarded the car and Keanpun stared at his Bulik car which was getting farther away.


****


Nicolas is told that Ardila is Azkia's home now inhabited. There are still a lot of misunderstandings that he must straighten out and Nicolas should not be selfish like that. Nicolas searched - found a house according to Ardila's instructions. And finally he found it.


The house is pretty nice and beautiful. But, damn it. Nicolas came at an inopportune time. A tall man stood facing Azkia and grabbed her hand. Azkia did not seem to avoid it. She smiled and occasionally brushed her hair. The man grabbed Azkia's waist and kissed Azkia's forehead. Before long, the man said goodbye and drove home in his car.


After about twenty minutes, Nicolas came and pressed the bell beside the door. Azkia opened the door with a face that was still blushing red, turning with a sharp gaze when she saw Nicolas coming.


Nicolas sits on the sofa opposite Azkia. Azkia folded her hands and crossed her legs. In sign language, he had refused the arrival of Nicolas.


"What's up here?" asked Azkia coldly.


"I'm sorry yesterday I just spoke without thinking about your feelings" Nicolas replied.


"You mean?"


"I've only focused on my guilt all along. I forgot about you being pregnant at the time" said Nicolas hesitantly.


Azkia suddenly widened her eyes when Nicolas mentioned her pregnancy.


"A long time passed. Forget everything." Azkia said throwing away her face.


"I can't just forget, Azkia. I just want to know. Why didn't you tell me?" ask Nicolas.


"Truly I didn't think that far. Please forgive me, Azkia. I'm really, really happy and I don't think about you."


"Enough, Nic. It's all over. For too long I've been living that terrible state myself. Now, I have no business with you anymore. Our business is done, Nic." Azkia said she no longer wanted Nicolas to interfere with her problems.


"good. I won't be going to Canpur anymore, Ki. I only want to know one thing and ask you to answer my question." asked Nicolas with a sharp look at Azkia.


"What?"


"How was your pregnancy at the time?"


The deg! Azkia felt a thump when Nicolas asked her. Since Nicolas did not want to take responsibility for himself and his pregnancy at that time, he promised that what happened to him and Kean was only his family's business. Other people including Nicolas, Azkia had already broken the rope between Nicolas and Kean.


"I didn't give birth to the child." Azkia's chest ached when she had to say this.


"really? What happened to you, Kia? When you were pregnant? Did something happen to you?" nicolas asked a hundred and eighty degrees when he discussed his pregnancy.


"Go home now, Nic. You just want to know in the end I gave birth to that child or not. Now I answer. Go home now, Nico!" Azkia loses her patience with Nicolas. Nicolas can't answer anything anymore. He got up from his seat and then said goodbye to Azkia.


"alright. I'm pampering. Take good care of yourself, Ki." Nicolas said as he said goodbye to Azkia. Azkia did not answer or look at Nicolas in the slightest. He turned his face away.


After Nicolas leaves his home, Azkia's defenses are destroyed. He drowned and fell on the floor.


Azkia cried, patting her chest that felt tight. He doesn't want his life to have anything to do with Nicolas anymore. The man who had been hurting his heart and life just because he was not ready to take responsibility.


Azkia's esophagus was blocked, she tried to let out the cry that was in her heart. A thousand times he denied it, Nicolas was still Kean's father.


During this time, Azkia tried alone to keep Kean alive. Resist her when Kean has to call her "Budhe". She hugged Kean and took him to Jakarta. But is it possible? Bulik Sri will certainly be very sad and Paklik Saritopun will also cry for Kean.


How could Azkia be so happy with her family? Azkia must be strong until the end. This has become his life choice.


****


Nicolas came home with nothing. Azkia's gaze, tone of speech and demeanor were as if she didn't want to see him anymore. Nicolas' heart was broken and he had no hope for Azkia. He gave up everything and whatever happened was Azkia's decision.


But why did Nicolas' heart ache when he heard Azkiah saying that he had not given birth to his son. Is it possible that Azkia was cruel to kill the living things in her body? Nicolas did not want to guess. Because until now he was sure, that Azkia was a good woman. His attitude was just a sign that everyone would feel heartache. Yep. Nicolas. He had given Azkia a deep pain. It was only natural for Azkia to behave like that.


Nicolas opened his wallet. Looking at photos of her and Azkia in her teens. Azkia has looked beautiful since she was young. And now her beauty is still visible.


Nicolas could only cry remembering Azkia. His guilt had made his heart always blame itself.


He wanted to make up for his mistakes. But it was too late for him to fix everything.