You Are My Sunshine
The Part 264
Wira held her little daughter and sat on the edge of the bed, the tiny and fragile body coiled comfortably in the sturdy arms of the father.
“Mama, I'm coming. Open your eyes.. Don't you want to see and hug me?” The hero said in a voice resembling a child to Dara who was still faithful in her deep sleep.
“Honey, our son is here. Look at her, so cute adorable also beautiful like an angel. It's just that I'm sorry, because our daughter looks more like me than you,” said Wira who then chuckled softly. Trying to joke to comfort himself who is being overwhelmed with anxiety.
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“Dad, Brother Mira... I miss you guys, but... where is this? are we on vacation?” Dara was sitting on a mat with Arif and Almira.
Dara spread her gaze around, feeling so foreign. He was sitting under the lushness of a large tree that had very beautiful flowers and only this time he saw such a tree, combined with a stretch of fresh green grassland stretching as wide as the eyes looked pampering the eyes, and only this time he saw such a tree, bathing in the warm rays of the morning sun that sparkles beautifully and the gentle breeze and gently hit the fun, like a fairyland in a children's storybook.
“Mbak, Dad. Why are you smiling?” dara protests with pursed lips.
“Why are you here. Go home, son, many are waiting for your return.” Arif said by commenting on his shady smile.
“Where to go? you are where I come home. I love it here, it's a beautiful place."
“But your place is not here my little brother. You're still my dearest little sister, aren't you? home.” Almira's lentic fingers rubbed gently on the side of Dara's face. But a moment later Dara frowned because the touch of Almira was not felt at all on the surface of his skin.
“White hands why?” tanyanya.
Almira and Arif just smiled knots, then Arif again voiced with his gentle gaze to Dara.
“Here is not your place. You have a family now and they need you. It's not good to linger here. Are you not now a mother? don't you want to carry your son? listen carefully, isn't that the sound of your baby crying?”
"Mas Hero?" muttered.
“Come home, they're waiting for you.”
*****
Suddenly her little daughter whined, she started to cry when she was quiet. The hero stood up and swung it gently trying to calm down. While Dara's fingers began to move and her eyelids reacted similarly, Wira who was busy calming the baby did not realize this, she focused her attention on the small creature in her arms.
Dara's plump eyelashes began fluttering slowly, opening slowly and then closing back rapidly on reflex as the glare of light hit the inside of her iris. He again tried to open his eyes, adjusting his vision which initially seemed to blur then gradually clear.
The woman began to be confused because her daughter never stopped crying, is her little baby in pain? Or maybe he's in the wrong holding position because this is his first experience of being a father. Afraid something bad might happen to her tiny baby, Wira decides to call Raisa as well as the Pediatrician waiting outside to take her back to the NICU room although fifteen minutes have not passed.
Just as his hand was about to touch the doorknob, there came a melodious voice that he missed calling out to him.
“Mas...”.
The hero stayed silent for a moment, then slowly turned his head towards the bed to make sure that there was something to tell him.
“Mas Wira,” call it weak.
A sigh of relief rang out so loud in the air, the tall body turned around, stepped wide towards the bed with the baby in his safe embrace when he saw his beloved wife open her eyes and called out to him.