New Breath
Chapter 21's

Reyhan looked at his sister holding a tiny baby playing in a place so foreign, but nothing matched her beauty. He had never found a place as beautiful as the one he saw today. The expanse of green grass is so wide with large trees that are suitable for shelter.  Especially for a picnic with family. However, the question of reyhan is who is the baby in Farhan's sling.

Reyhan got up and walked over to Farhan. “Farhan!” exclaim Reyhan. He gave a sweet smile when he saw Farhan looking back. But only for a moment. He again saw Farhan walking as if to avoid him even though the smile was rising adorning the face of the sister.

Reyhan further widened his pace to pursue Farhan. His steps stopped as Farhan stood near a palace-like building.

“Go home! This is not my sister's place. This is where Farhan and Radit,” said Farhan softly asking his brother to go home.

Instead of carrying out his sister's orders. Reyhan actually frowned hearing the name Farhan mentioned earlier. “Radit? Who's Radit?”

Farhan did not speak. He showed the baby's face in his car. A baby with a face so similar to Reyhan's. A pair of round eyeballs with clear irises. Thin lips and eyebrows that look like Nadhira.

“Why does the baby look so much like Big Brother and Nadhira, Farh?” reyhan asked while eroding the distance with Farhan. He then touched the baby's face freely without being banned by Farhan. “He's handsome once, Farhan,” praise Reyhan.

“Baby this Brother's son. His name is Radit,” said Farhan and managed to stop the movement of Reyhan's fingers on Radit's face. His views now collide with Reyhan's. Then she put on a sweet smile. “But, Farhan must take Radit away, Brother. We have a different place. Now it's better for brother to come home. Everyone is waiting for Brother.”

Reyhan shook his head. Of course he refused. He saw his son for the first time. However, Farhan already wanted to take her away. Where will Farhan go?

“You can't take your baby brother away, Farhan. You also have to go home.”

Once again Farhan shook his head. “Ngak, Sis. Farhan and Radit won't be coming home.” Farhan slowly

backtracked.

But the distance is so close. However, it felt like Reyhan was very difficult to touch Farhan. The more he tried, the harder he was to reach out. “Farhan don't take baby brother away. Brother please.”

With a smile growing. Farhan walked backwards regardless of what his brother said.

When Reyhan could barely touch Farhan's body. His sister disappeared somewhere. Reyhan circulated his gaze in all directions to look for the whereabouts of his sister. Niente. The place was deserted like it was uninhabited. Only himself.

“Farhan, where are you?” Reyhan shouted as loud as he could. I wish Farhan could hear it and come back. However, what Reyhan did ended up in vain. Farhan's not back. Farhan has disappeared.

“Farhan!” reyhan shouted not to give up.

“Farhan!”

“Farhan!”

The pair of eyelids that had been closed for three more months were finally open. The eyeballs were moving around to look at his place now. This is not the place before. It was a room, not that beautiful expanse of grassland.

When Reyhan is about to rise. His body feels stiff. When you want to make a sound. Everything felt held back by the tools that were in his mouth. Reyhan could only move his eyeballs wildly to look for the whereabouts of a person. However, none of the humans he found in the room. Just a constant deafening sound. Reyhan knows the device. A device connected to his body.

Shortly after Reyhan woke up. The door of the room was open, showing Papa still in his luxurious coat. Reyhan looked at the door of the room. Then, he rubbed his gaze with Papa's gaze that could only budge on the spot. Until the next second he saw Papa moving rapidly closer.

“Reyhan, you've come to your senses, son?” papa said as if he did not believe the napa he saw now. “Yes Allah, thank you.” Papa clasped Reyhan's hand tightly. Then, he kissed his eldest son's hand repeatedly. Finally, the wait paid off. Now, the firstborn had opened his eyes.

Very happy with the surprise he got. Papa didn't think of calling anyone. He looked at the face of his son who was looking at him.

“Ma-ma,” lyre Reyhan in a voice that of course sounds unclear. However, Papa managed to catch his point. Without a word Papa got up and rushed to open the door. From the doorway he shouted his wife's name with as little as he could. “Mama!”

After a few screams. Mama came hurriedly from the direction of the stairs that connected to the ground floor of the house. “What's the matter, Pa?” mama asked in a slightly irritated tone because Papa seemed impatient.

“Ma, Reyhan is awake, Ma,” said Papa with a sparkling face.

Mama doesn't seem to believe it. He pushed Papa's body and ran into the room. Mama's reflexes smothering her own mouth with both hands looking at what Papa said turned out to be true. Mama cried and immediately hugged Reyhan's body without saying a word. “Yes Allah, Dear. Finally do’a Mama was granted as well. You finally wake up, son.”

It's not just my mom crying. Reyhan also cried in his mother's arms. I don't know how long he's been asleep. Slowly Reyhan's numb hand was raised. It was very difficult to move his limbs. Probably because I haven't moved in a long time. On her hard work, Reyhan was finally able to touch her mother's arm. He played his thumb there. And he can only moan.

Mama let go of her embrace. “Thank you for fighting, Darling.”

Only a slow nod could Reyhan show. Then, a look again combed through every inch of the room. He's looking for the woman he edited two years ago. The last thing she knew was that she was pregnant. Under the heart of the woman was a tiny creature that must have been born and transformed into tiny babies.

Papa who was first aware of the intention of the movement of the child then patted his forehead slowly. He may have forgotten to contact Nadhira. But before he did that. Papa first contacted dr. Dharma, the doctor who's been handling Reyhan's case so far. He took some distance to talk and made room for his son and his wife to let go of the longing.

There is no need to talk to dr. Dharmas. Papa only gave information about Reyhan who had woken up from his coma. So he asked dr. Dharma to come and see and deal with Reyhan next.

After making a phone call with dr. Dharma, Papa then immediately contacted Nadhira. Soon the phone call was connected. “Hallo, Ra.”

Papa's forehead frowned as what sounded was not his son-in-law's voice. However, the voice of a man he knew was Bara.

“Bar, Reyhan has woken up from his coma,” Papa said in a happy tone. After all, who is not happy to find his favorite child who has long slept in a long sleep has now opened his eyes again?

“Reyhan?”

“Iya, Son. Call Nadhira and go home soon,” Papa continued before finally turning off the phone call. He then returned to the bed that Reyhan occupied.

“Wait, yes, Nadhira will be home soon.”