
5 Years later
Cempaka had already completed her studies and the woman had become an adult when she had given birth to a child for Naskala.
He raised his son alone without a husband.
All this time Cempaka hid his suffering. He tried to be strong in public when in fact he was not even able to step on the earth anymore. But there is Hima who continues to make him have to continue to live so that Hima get the affection he did not get.
"Mother!"
"Yes baby?"
"How is this mom?" ask Hima to Cempaka. He gave the math to his mother.
Cempaka stared at the matter which was still low level. Just an extra but with high numbers.
Hima is a smart boy. Cempaka believes this must be down from the father.
"God! Let's just say mom."
Hima nodded. "Good Mom."
Cempaka taught me how to do that. Hima also when you know how to add quickly then do it yourself. He had only seen it once but understood.
Cempaka noticed Hima working on the sola. His smile expanded and then rubbed Hima's head.
"God!"
"Yes Mother?"
"Are you happy just living with Mom?"
"Hima is so happy!" he answered Him without burden but very painful for Cempaka.
This child must have lost a very valuable figure in his life when he was even still in the womb and only a few weeks old.
"Thank you dear. Forgive me all this time my mother's affection is still lacking to you."
Cempaka pulled her body and hugged her very tightly. Hima is one of the legacies left behind by Naskala the most precious of all. He looked up with tears falling down his cheeks.
"You must have seen Hima was now a big boy. Soon he'll be in Kindergarten and will be a smart kid just like you."
Cempaka tried to smile and kiss Hima's cheek.
"Mom crying?"
"Mother isn't crying, baby."
Hima looked sad and wiped away Cempaka's tears.
"Mother don't be sad." Cempaka smiled and nodded.
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Cempaka then immediately rubbed his face which still contained traces of tears.
"Mom let Hima open it."
"All right."
Hima stood up and ran out. He was as energetic as ever when welcoming guests.
Hima opened the door and looked at the person who had already come.
The man was silent at a glance.
"Finding Cempaka."
"Searching Mom? Just call Mom for a moment."
The man nodded stiffly as he looked at Hima quite deeply.
Just now Hima was about to go nod her mother but the mother was already out.
He looked at the person who came. He didn't really recognize the man. But he felt familiar even though his face was full of scars.
"Who is? What's looking for me?"
"Trease!"
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That sound. The voice made Cempaka feel hopeful and wanted to cry loudly when he heard it. But he tried to hold it. There's no way he's crying like a kid here.
"What's looking for me?" However, Cempaka tried to hide his sadness but still from the sound of the sound of the vibration of the wound.
"Because I want to see my wife."
Cempaka took a few steps back. His face was surprised.
"What's the matter, Mom?" ask Hima confused.
"You."
"Naskala."
Cempaka immediately embraced her husband's body. He thought Naskala had been gone all along. But now the man was in front of her like a miracle. Cempaka did not care if this was a dream but part of him was able to meet her husband.
Naskala couldn't stop crying either. He embraces the body of the wife filled with longing.
In addition, he also danced Hima's hands and hugged his son.
"Mas is alive?"
"I'm still alive, baby. I was saved by people and took care of me. You don't have to worry." Cempaka nodded happily.
"Alhamdulillah Mas's. Cempaka was happy to hear it."
Naskala went into the house. The house was the same last time he died.
"Who's mom?"
Naskala looked at the little boy who asked in a gentle tone to his wife.
"Is he?"
"true."
Naskala held Hima in her arms and kissed her cheek.
"I am your father."
"Father!!!" Hima hugged Naskala's neck tightly. Cempaka laughed and hugged Naskala's body.
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