A Friend from Malaysia

Mommy Medusa's

"Mama, please open the door!" abhimanyu said on the phone.

"Papa, just pull the bell so you know, it will be opened with the mbak," replied Ratih. "Mama's lazy down."

"Go down and open the door yourself. Papa brought by-by from KL, mama would have liked," said Abhimanyu.

"Indeed by- by what the hell? Isss, mama is lazy to come down. What time is it," said Ratih again.

Practice glancing at the clock on the wall. The hour hand shows at 9pm past 15 minutes.

"Huruan deh down, later by-by-her sulking," said Abhimanyu.

"By-by what the hell?" ask Ratih curiously.

"Hurry down, then" said Abhimanyu.

Out of curiosity, finally the 45-year-old woman immediately got out of her bed and instead went to the front balcony. The room is on the second floor of the house.

From the top of the balcony Ratih darted down trying to look at the terrace which is right under the balcony.

"Yahoo!!!" call him from above.

Abhimanyu who heard the voice of his wife was on the balcony trying to get out of the terrace to see.

"Mama, instead of opening the door, why go there?" abhimanyu Protest.

"Once Papa was weird, there was only a pull bell. Let Dian open below. Is it by what the hell???" tanya Ratih is still from the top of the balcony.

"Deeekkk!!!" suddenly a small child came out of the terrace and looked up at him.

The deg!!!

Ratih felt an erratic thump when he saw the 6-year-old child.

"You ... Pa! Papa!! She???" Train's not even capable of guessing anymore. The happiness in his heart seemed to be burning.

Abhimanyu nodded with a happy face. It felt like making his wife feel this kind of happiness right now was something rare to do.

"Hallo, Grandma Uti! Meet saye Ammar, Mommy and Daddy's beloved slave. Grandma's not going to open the door for Ammar?" asked Ammar with a pouting face.

Ratih gaped while covering his mouth. My God, it's really Ammar's grandson. His favorite grandson, his long-missed heart.

Without saying anything else, Ratih immediately left the balcony and walked quickly impatiently wanting to open the door.

This made Ammar surprised.

"Grandfather, grandma mane? Grandma's not gonna let Ammar in?" ask Ammar plain.

Abhimanyu smiled.

"No. You wait a minute. Grandma is coming down to open us the door" Abhimanyu explained.

And it was true that he did not wait long for the door to open.

The clekkk!!!

Ratih was fixated for a moment to clarify his vision that the grandson he had always been waiting for was right in front of him now.

The baby, who had been cared for for and carried for several weeks, has now turned into a cute handsome boy. She has round, large eyes and lashes that are as flat as Yola. While the shape of the nose and lips is more similar to Inspiration.

"Neneeek, until bile Ammar to stand here???" whining the boy resuscitated Ratih.

"Yes, Sayaaang!!! You Ammar? Grandma's mommy???" pekik Ratih was excited and hurriedly hugged his grandson.

It was unexpected that he would get a happy surprise like this today.

Still unable to believe he was holding onto the boy's cheek, his body tried to find a resemblance that made him believe that the boy in front of him was really his grandson Ammar.

"Papa?? Is this our granddaughter Ammar? Yola's son, isn't Pa?" ask Ratih impatiently.

"Yes, donk! Mama didn't see if she was brave enough to look like her Grandpa" Abhimanyu said.

"Duvor, pedenya! Ammar looks more like Ilham kali" his wife said.

"Udah, Ma! Let's get Ammar in first. Poor Ammarnya if outside continues to be like that. Many mosquitoes are cold again" Abhimanyu said, inviting the two inside.

The three immediately went inside. Ammar like his habit of directly opening his shoes and socks.

"Grandma, Ammar ni shoes, Ammar taro dimane?" tanyakanya.

"You just put it there, honey!" Ratih. "Let's let the mother put it on the shoe rack."

"It can't be like that, Grandma. Grandma kate, all must be placed pade placenye so that it is beautiful to look at the eyes," said Ammar.

It amazes Ratih. Ammar is a very independent boy.

"Then put it on the shoe rack. Come with grandma," said Ratih while taking her grandson to the shoe rack next to the house.

After finishing dealing with shoe problems, Ratih immediately told his ART to make food for Ammar.

"Ammar, good?" the young grandmother asked her granddaughter.

"Did grandma mean?" ask Ammar back.

Ratih nodded while rubbing the boy's hair.

"Ho oh's. It's delicious, Grandma" replied the boy.

"Here, Mommy Yola knows?" ask Ratih.

Ammar who had finished eating a plate of rice and chicken suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, my goodness!!!" his screeches.

Ratih frowned in surprise.

"Mommy Kate, Ammar's brother must immediately hug and kiss Grandma as soon as he reaches Jakarta" the boy said. "grandmother .... Ammar can hug and kiss Grandma again? Later Mommy is disappointed that Ammar does not hug Grandma kiss."

Trainly smiled and spread her arms wide.

"Of course, honey."

Ammar immediately got off the dining chair and hugged his grandmother. Not to forget he also kissed the grandmother as Mommy Yola told him to.

"Sir, Mommy sends a longing greeting to grandma. Mommy Kate, grandma is the most beeeeessst in the world" said Ammar, spreading his hand out to form the largest circle.

Ratih smiled to see the cleverness of his grandson in adapting. Ammar didn't feel awkward with him at all. It really makes him feel proud.

"Your mommy is also the most beeeeesssttt grandmother child in the world! Ammar knows why?" ask Ratih.

"Why, Grandma?" ask Ammar lugu.

"Because Mommy Yola is the only grandmother's child. So he must be the greatest grandmother's son in the world" replied Ratih.

Ammar was stunned for a moment.

"Mommy Yola is the best Mommy in the world, Grandma. Ammar has two Mommy's. Mommy Medusa and Mommy Yola. But mommy Yola is still the most beesssttt mommy in the world" he said.

Train tried to smile. Ammar said that the child has two Mommy, must be what is meant by Ammar mommy medusa is a snake woman who has made her son and daughter-in-law separated for decades. It made Ratih feel provoked to ask Ammar about the relationship between Ilham and Sonia.

"Ammar, who's Mommy medusa?" ask Ratih.

"Mommy medusa that, Mommy Sonia, Grandma. That's not even Grandma knows," the boy joked.

Ratih smiled wryly.

"Mommy Sonia is living with Ammar and Daddy?" search Ratih.

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