
In the afternoon of a sunny day, Ara just finished frying a banana. He made two cups of warm sweet tea, brought to the back porch to be eaten and drunk with his papa.
''Papa banana fritters." said Ara as she put down a tray containing fried bananas and two cups of tea.
'' It's good, Ra." Papa Randy immediately picked up a fried banana.
Ara was sitting next to Papa Randy.
''Well.... So when did the renovation start?." asked Ara.
'' Tomorrow has started, the sooner the better, right?, so Mak Tum and his family can quickly move here. Yes, right?. answered her father, and made Ara smile happily.
''Bah. emmm"
''What,." There must be a child.
'' Pah if later renovations MakTum house, all pool dongnya.biar can be used." pinta Ara.
'' How can you reward, right? ..." Ara remained sulky and Papa Randy pretended to be silent.
'' Ih papa can yes. yes. " because there is no answer from his father Ara moved the seat. Frowning, turning his face .
His father chuckled to see his daughter sulking. Of course Ara was getting upset.
'' Duh son of papa, again sulking. Do not over time ntar deck beautiful reduced you know?." Ara was getting irritated by the papa even more tempting.
''Yes later if the fortune is enough as we renovate the pool" said Papa Randy softly.
''Really Pah?" ara's eyes that were already big round were getting bigger because her request was granted by her father.
''Hemm...what the hell is not for this papa child."
Ara immediately went to her papa, hugged her and kissed her hand.
'' Thank you Pah, papa is indeed the best papa." he said
''Gini aja new muji-muji," his papa center to jidat Ara.
Ara sat down next to her father.
''Ra was home from school why was Raga delivered?'' ask her papa while picking up the fried banana again.
Every time there is a second chance, Papa Randi always invites Ara to talk from heart to heart. Especially now that Ara is not a child anymore, is a teenager, again the time of self-search.
Papa Randy trusts Ara, not wanting to restrain her. Let Ara do whatever activities Ara likes positive origin and can be accounted for. Although sometimes his overprotective attitude often appears, and the fear of loss is still often haunting.
Because He was the reason for surviving and surviving, although sometimes he had to leave Ara alone, at home for days because of the demands of work.
''It wasn't Ara who asked, Pah. Raga's own brother who wants to go between Ara." replied Ara
''Do you want 'em ?" ask papa again.
''How is it?, he hurt you?." - Papa Randy.
" No pain, just gini you know pah, by the way, come home later picked up no?, I take , I wait at the gate. That is, where the tone is crashing again.
'' Oh that is, but yesterday time here there was no hurrying when talking. "
"That same old Papa cooks the same as the gas."
'' Maybe he likes you.''
''Goddamn it!!!" ara's high tone of voice shocked her papa.
'' Relax Ra '', that's just papa's assumption. "Papa Randy stroked his chest.
'' Yes Pah, even said Gea, Raga's sister fell in love with Ara."
''Who's gea?"
'' Ara's new friend, he said his neighbors Kakaga, papa Gea and papa Kak Raga are the same army. As his neighbors, Gea has never been called, let alone talk to each other. The effect is still cool and cold to others."
Ara was always open and told her papa about any of her friends, and her assessment of her attitude and nature.
When the child is telling a story or complaining, the father will position himself as a friend, so that the child feels comfortable. Because Ara grew up a teenager without a mother figure.
'' Keep on you, how? falling in love too? " fishing papa.
'' Yes, that's not it, what Ara wants is romantic love , soft, and not forced to do so.''
His father chuckled on a mangosteen. '' Papa's son is still immature apparently, still innocent.'' he said
'' I have no KTP yet."
He he he.
'' But remember Papa Ra's message?"
'' New friends, can take care of yourself and not be transparent in the association." cut off *Ara.
Smart kid, still a pride papa ya Ra*. gruman papa Randy
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