It's For Love # 63 (Bilingual)

Mama Hoshi yang berjalan mengikuti Hoshi, memperhatikan wajah anak sulungnya yang terlihat berantakan.

Tubuh Hoshi menegang membaca catatan di layar ponsel Mamanya. Ya Allah. Kenapa harus hari ini. Janjinya pada Mama jatuh tempo hari ini. Dia bangkit berdiri, menghampiri jendela yang memiliki pemandangan taman belakang. Perasaannya jadi jauh lebih tenang. Walaupun tanpa kehadiran fisik wanita itu, berada dalam mimpi Afra, selalu membuatnya lebih rileks dan fokus.

Sayup-sayup terdengar suara adzan Subuh berkumandang. Dia tersenyum. Membalikkan badannya ke arah Mamanya. “Kita sholat jamaah dulu, ya Ma. Setelah itu, Hoshi akan jawab semua pertanyaan Mama.”

Hoshi tidak tahu, bagaimana dia bisa sampai di rumahnya. Matanya yang lelah tidak mau dibuka. Tubuhnya meringkuk di pojok, dalam garasi mobil yang tertutup. Dia seperti mati rasa. Anggota badannya tidak bisa bergerak. Hanya air matanya yang tidak mau berhenti mengalir. Geledek besar berkali-kali terdengar. Badannya basah kuyup oleh air hujan. Nampaknya alam ikut berduka bersama Afra. Cahaya kilat berulang kali menerobos dari genting kaca di beberapa tempat.

“Hosh! Hoshi! Kamu kenapa?” Tangan Mama mengguncang tubuhnya dengan keras. “Ya Allah! Bi, tolong telpon Bapak!”

Mendengar kata Bapak, tiba-tiba energi mengalir di sekujur tubuhnya. Da memegang tangan Mamanya yang akan berdiri. “Jangan telpon Papa, Ma!”

Mama Hoshi melihat Hoshi yang mencengkeram lengannya sangat kuat. Kepala Hoshi menggeleng berkali-kali. Wajah anak sulungnya bersimbah air mata. Mama Hoshi memperhatikan wajah Hoshi yang keliatan sangat lelah. “Tapi kamu harus mau ngomong sama Mama!”

Melihat kepala Hoshi mengangguk, Mama Hoshi berkata, “Tolong buatkan dua gelas besar teh panas manis, ya Bi. Antar ke kamar Hoshi!” Dia membantu Hoshi berdiri. “Ayo, kamu harus mandi dulu!”

“Ada Apa?” Mama Hoshi duduk di sebelah Hoshi di atas ranjang, begitu selesai meletakkan teh manis hangat di meja belajar Hoshi.

Hoshi terdiam sesaat. Tangannya menarik selimut yang diberikan Mamanya lebih kuat ke badannya. Tubuhnya terasa lebih hangat. “Aku beruntung punya Mama, Papa, sama Malvin.”

Alis Mama Hoshi terangkat sedikit. Namun dia tidak mengatakan apa pun. Suasana dalam kamar Hoshi terasa sangat lenggang. Suara hujan diselingi geledek berkali-kali terdengar. Membelah keheningan kamar.

Hoshi's body tightened to read the note on the screen. Ya Allah. Why today? His promes to mom matures today. He stood up, went to the window that had a view of the garden behind his house. His feelings became more calm. Although without her physical presence, being in Afra's dream can always make him more relax and focused.

Faintly heard the sound of dawn call to prayer. She smiled. Turning his body towards his mother. "We pray the congregation first, mom. After that, I will answer all your questions. "

Hoshi does not know how he got to his house. His tired eyes would not open. His body was curled up in a corner, in a closed car garage. He was numb. His limbs could not move. Only his tears would not stop flowing. Big bangs were repeatedly heard. His body was soaked by rain. Apparently nature mourned with Afra. Lightning flashes repeatedly through the glass tiles in several places.

Hearing the word of Father, suddenly the energy flowed all over his body. He holds his mother's hand that will stand up. "Don’t call father, mom!"

Hoshi’s mother saw Hoshi gripping her arm very strongly. Hoshi's head shook his head again and again. The face of his eldest son was teary.

Seeing Hoshi's head nod, Hoshi’s mother said, "Please make some hot tea in two big glasses Bi. Send to Hoshi's room!"

"What's up?" Hoshi’s mother sat next to Hoshi on the bed, as soon as she put the warm sweet tea on Hoshi's desk.

Hoshi was silent for a moment. His hand pulled the blanket that his mother had given his stronger to his body. His body felt warmer. "I'm lucky to have you, father, and Malvin."

Hoshi's mother eyebrows lifted slightly. But she did not say anything. The atmosphere in Hoshi's room was very wobbly.