
We sat on the guest sofa. It's good to choose a VIP class. More free without fear of being expelled by security guards.
We chatted while enjoying the snacks I bought. A close conversation with friends without knowing the time. Until finally, Mama and Papa came.
Mama was a bit surprised to see a lot of people inside the Dance room. "Assynnya!"
"Glamma!" answer everything in Dance's room.
"Well..everything gather here turns out." said Mama. "Old old?"
They took turns like I kissed Mom's hand. Mama was surprised that there was Tara here too. Although somewhat upset with the presence of Tara, but Mama hid it with a thin smile. Not to let everyone see his dislike of his former daughter-in-law.
"Not too long, Ma. The children want to see the hero." I said explaining. Now replace all greeting Papa who came later for carrying a large suitcase.
Mama will stay for a long time in Jakarta. Seeing what he brought was like preparing for a long stay.
"Don't be noisy! It's a pity that your child will be surprised!" mother's Advice.
"Yes, Auntie" answered everything by lowering her voice.
Mama approached Tari and hugged her. "Congratulations, dear. You gave birth to a grandchild for Mama."
I accidentally looked towards Tara who was looking down miserably. There was a feeling of pity in me. This must have been something Tara had dreamed about. Mama used to love Tara, but ever since we divorced she didn't like it.
"What a handsome Oma's grandson. It's like baby food!"
"Well, do you want a sling?" tawar Dance's. Not if someone else is given a sling, if I don't!
"Can. Wash your hands first!"
Mom went to the bathroom too. Feeling bad because there is a Mama who came, my friends also say goodbye to home.
"Let's meet at my house! Aqiqah at once dalametan." I said that feeling bad could not welcome them well.
"Ready. Lo news only when the time, we will come." said Bastian.
"Thank you very much, Bro." I said as I greeted them one by one. "Thank you for the card! Don't forget the gold. Don't pack it mah!"
"Relieve it! Mending to make my capital marry!" sony Net.
"Same showroom boss Cafe still ask for the same crumbs of our kayak peyek!" added Riko.
"His name is also money. Who will be the nolak?" godaku's.
"Noh ask for the same son of a businessman like Damar! I have come back. Take care of your son! The handsome guy is me. Watch out for people!" sony.
"He's handsome. His father was handsome. Which kid wants to lose the competition?"
"Sunday Gas... Hand over!"
The children also say goodbye to Mama and Papa and then the lonely atmosphere was re-created because they have all returned home.
"Now, Pa. If the VIP class is indeed the treatment is somewhat different. Biases. Money talks." I cleaned up my friends' food. "What do you want your mom to eat? Let Agas buy in front."
"What aja. Mama wants to hold Mama's granddaughter first." said Mama who has washed her hands and now holds Wira while inviting her to talk. "Gee... Be literate at night. Like to stay up, right? Don't worry about Mom, son. The bobo night. Don't be like Papa who likes to wander the nights." Mom always insinuate me.
"Ma. The hero is small. Don't tell me it's ah. If he's following Agas' trail, how is it?" my nag.
"It is your duty to educate him not to be like you. Why do you name your son Wira. What about Wira Sableng?" even my own son's name was protested. Forgive this Mama.
"Name as Wirata, Ma. Not Wiro. That Wiro was just called Wiro Sableng!" my protest.
"Why is not Gatot Glass called? Cool it?!" Papa even added the more awkward.
"Pa, Gatot tuh today means Total Failure. A child Agas Failed Total. Not ah!" my protest.
"Yes like you his name is Papa take from the puppet. Let Indonesia be more so. Don't follow the trend of sok bule kayak today's children!"
"The name Wirata is also from the name of the puppet, Pa. Take it easy, Agas know how to taste Papa kayak. Yaudah Agas wants to go ahead first. Titip Dance and Agas's son yes!" my message.
"Yes. It's gone there. Mama laper!" expel Mama.
Sad heart. Now only the hero attracts everyone's attention. I'm a dicuekkin.
I also walked outside the hospital. Tara apparently did not come home and was sitting on the sidewalk near the hospital park.
"Well haven't come home yet, Ra?" tanyaku.
"Tuh Damar, he said mules. And jude, he went back inside. Why are you out?"
"Told Mama to buy dinner. I'll order ya!" I ordered four chicken pecels and sat down next to Tara.
"Sorry Mama yes. Mama still can't like you anymore." I said feeling bad.
"Nothing. Just relax. Indeed I was wrong why Mama behaved like me" said Tara pessimistically.
"Propsy. Later with time, Mama will be good again." I said encouraging Tara.
"You... Now it must be so happy, huh? Have a beautiful and nice wife like Dance. Now even have a handsome child like Wira. Your life's lucky, Gas. I'm the apes. Though since long ago I always dreamed of being able to have children and see Mama proud of me like in Tari earlier." said Tara sadly.
"You can have your own children. Keep trying, pray. Don't break up. Let God get tired of hearing your prayers and ultimately choose to grant rather than reject your prayers. Be patient and sincere. Try not to break up. God judges the effort of his people. I'm sure soon you'll have a child of your own like me." I said to support him so as not to be sad anymore.
"Aamijin! Thanks Gas for the words. You're like building confidence and spirit again I know not? I am grateful we separated. At least you got a better partner than me, and you can teach me kindness from him. We are not fools, because God loves us. I'll pray for you and Tari later in front of Kabah. What do you want prayer for?" ask Tara seriously.
"Hm... Pray that Dance will not be fierce anymore with me and I hope that Dance will be pregnant with my child again. Original yes, Tuh tuh kayak trauma is like giving birth to pain. I've just said he's angry and jutek. Boro-boro can carry Wira. It is your turn and Mama's befriended. Doain is like that."
Tara laughed at my story. "In sha Allah I will pray. Abi Agas must also be patient."
"certain. I have a great patience kayak..my gun ha.ha.ha..."
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