The One More Chance
The One More Chance

Getting off the plane at dawn, Abra went straight to Zahra's house. The fence is closed without being padlocked, but the door on the lock, even the lights are all off.

Abra banged on Pontu several times and called out the names of Zahra and Regan alternately but there was no answer. Abra's legs felt limp, he again lost Zahra and Regan for both times.

Slowly Abra's legs could not thin his body until he sat in front of the door. He laughed, laughing at his stupidity that was not trying hard to bring back Zahra. In fact, he had said firmly that he would bring Zahra with him when he came to see him again.

He only lost Zahra, but now he feels like he lost two people even if Grandpa Arya knows Regan and Zahra disappeared he's sure he's going to take his last breath, he would lose three people at once.

But it seemed that God loved her, when she heard the sound of steps beside her, she saw two pairs of legs that made her shed tears.

Zahra and Regan did not leave, Abra hugged Zahra with a feeling of ease. He even ended up letting a tired feeling rule him, making him faint on Zahra's shoulders.

After waking up and arguing with Regan, Abra falls asleep again. She is relieved that Zahra and Regan did not disappear, though Regan still cheeses on admitting Zahra's widow.

"We are back again, O Ara" Abra persuaded Zahra. "Give me a chance to make you happy" but in their midst Regan makes him stop persuading Zahra.

Zahra and Regan start their daily routine as usual, Zahra cooks and Regan hangs up the clothes that Zahra washed when Regan accompanies Abra.

Not yet fifteen minutes of hasty footsteps from Regan's room, Abra awakens and realizes the reason she met them.

"Ara ...," called Abra shouting.

"Kitchen," replied Zahra.

Regan who was drying clothes beside the house clucked annoyed at the screams of Abra calling her Mother, Ara. Regan doesn't like ....

"Ara can't we talk for a second?," Abra's breath faltered.

"Bring first," Zahra's command did not heed Abra's question.

"Bring first!," repeated Zahra firmly.

Regan stood at the back door staring at Abra's disheveled appearance. "Unaware of what looks like now?" quipped Regan sarcasm.

Abra turned her head, looking at Regan cynically. "Why?, even though I wake up I'm still handsome." He was lazy if the smart kid came back to talk.

"Smazy but smearing?."

Abra gurgling. "I don't bring clothes, I have something to talk about that's important."

"More important is my Mother's nose, than anything else. You better take a shower before you throw up."

Abra frowned, seconds later understanding what Regan was saying and raising both of her arms to kiss her. "Not really smelly."

"Make it up or get out of here!."

"I don't have a shirt."

"Sheaths and my clothes." Regan turned to walk towards her room. While Abra just stared at Regan annoyed.

The boy always asked her noisily, bakhan always denied her, upset her, furious and wanted to poke at himself.

Forced with a heavy heart Abra walked behind Regan, while stomping his legs annoyed following Regan.

Just up to the door of the room, Regan thrusting her gloves and white clothes. Abra picked up the white shirt and flipped it back, a shirt she knew. "It's a karate shirt."

Regan's head nodded. "Indeed, if the usual t-shirts no one comes in with you."

Abra could only sigh in resignation, grabbing the sheath Regan was still holding and walking nonchalantly towards the bathroom.

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"Can we talk?" asked Abra to Regan, who was sitting next to him.

"Eat first."

"Speak first."

This time Regan breathed. "Aren't you hungry?, you just fainted like it wasn't just tired."

Zahra put a cup of chicken porridge in front of Abra. While Regan cheerfully scoops rice and chicken wings sweet spicy soy sauce.

"I want it Zah," Abra pointed at Regan's plate.

Regan sneered and started biting the chicken wings.

"Eat the porridge first so that your stomach is not surprised by the laxness of yesterday."

"But ...."

"Later!, Arz read do'a."

Zahra's resolute voice made Abra speechless and began scooping her chicken porridge.

Chicken Porridge Zahra remains the same as before, Abra did not even realize if the porridge in the bowl was finished.

Abra drinks water and waits for Zahra and Regan to finish eating.

Zahra's door knocked, Zahra hurriedly washed her hands and stopped eating.

Regan washed his hands and followed his mother, making Abra also follow Zahra.

"Hi," said Malvin.

Malvin and Zahra were sitting in the living room. Abra sat down next to Malvin, because Regan was sitting next to Zahra.

"Gue wanted to apologize for Opa" said Malvin looking at Abra with a sad look.

Abra could only smile in a row, linking the ten jemariny. "Not wrong lo," so softly withstood the sadness.

"Opa why?" asked Zahra spontaneously.

Abra raised his head to look at Zahra fixedly. "Opa was sick after grinning the recording ...," Abra's gaze turned to Regan. "Regan took you away."

Regan's forehead immediately scrunched up, Regan tightened her eyes on Malvin sharply. "You're violating our privacy again," he doesn't like what Malvin's doing.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to monitor you like before." Malvin tried to defend himself. "I saw a ring box near Gea's bag, I guess it was from someone so I was curious."

"But ...."

Zahra clasped Regan's hand to stop what Regan was going to tell Malvin. "How is Opa?" Zahra worried more about Grandpa Abra than about everything.

Abra's eyes shone with sadness. "Don't want to go to the hospital, all the stone tools he took off if we said we would be taken to the hospital. He just said he didn't need a hospital, he just needed Regan."

Abra lowered her head again. "I know my mistake is very big you can't forgive, but ...." Abra breathed a heavy sigh. "If you don't want to give me a one-time visit and reject my proposal ..," Abra looked at Zahra deeply. "At least meet Opa, just once for the last." Abra's voice started to crackle. "He is miss you and Regan too."

All were silent for a moment dissolved in their minds. Zahra's hand even tighter grasped Regan's hand while returning Abra's gaze.

"Only once was Ara" Abra persuaded.

Zahra remained silent.

Abra broke their eye contact and raised their eyes to try to remove the tears that had been blocked ready to flow. "I won't bother you anymore" hoarse and so soft.

"I don't want to ask for one more chance." Abra said it with a single breath. "Originally meet Opa," a drop of her tears flowed.

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