At the End of My Tired!

Cxiv Part

In the morning Al is always riotous, the atmosphere that has been cool in the fox itself so boisterous. Only the case of socks and ties alone, can make the man his own confusion.

"Yesang... This is my blue socks where, yesterday I made a brown color, brown color time again. Tar I'm on kirain don't change socks anymore." Every morning is always like that, Al most do not like to wear something, which is the same color as he wore yesterday.

Keyra walked to the nightstand drawer, pulled out navy socks and handed them to her husband.

"Now, moreover. I still want to continue the breakfast Star." Keyra looked at her husband's bead.

"Udah, thank you dear." Keyra turned around and stepped, two steps away, her husband called her again. "This tie? Not guys? The feeling of karen I make a gini color as well. Change no?" Al asked carefully, seen from the look on the face of the wife, he knew, the woman must have been bullied on him.

"If you want to change, I don't remember what color the make was. Here, want?" Keyra raised the tie in her hand.

"May, put it all up, I'm late for my own masang." Pinta the man was as good as his udel.

Keyra sighed deeply and then let out slowly. Her husband was really testing her patience.

"Can, here squat a little." Keyra painstakingly put the tie on. "Tomorrow I have a morning operation, so maybe not tomorrow we do not need to be rich today and the days before. Tomorrow, if I can wear it too I don't mind." Said the woman again with eyes that remained focused, on the tie she was putting on.

"May, tomorrow but. The day after tomorrow I didn't promise. Tomorrow I want a maroon tie, same black socks. It fits, which?" What an ambiguous statement. In addition to the questions that are not connected. What does socks have to do with a try tie.

"Suitable, anyways who wants to look at your appearance until you reach the feet of everything. If you have the same suit tie, it fits. That just connects, baby. Okay, it's done. Come on, have breakfast."

"Every one of my beautiful and sprightly wives always. Thanks, Household angel." Al kissed his wife's cheek as they went down the stairs.

"A long time anyway ma, papa nyari sock different colors again, or a tie different from yesterday." Greet the firstborn, Bisma.

Al glanced here at the child. "Iri said boss." Al said with a mocking smile at his son.

"Oh yeah, I'm big. It's not the time anymore ngerepotin mama, the same rich dime that papa always ribetin every morning." Reply the child is no less fierce. "When it was clear, the mother was the wake of dawn just to prepare for the needs of papa doang. Lose the same stars, still a baby not fussy rich papa." The bad words of the child make Al a little stingy.

"Udah, could not if at the dining table it does not need to debate. Not healthy for the body and mind. Oh, baby is this enough?" Ask the mother.

"Enough mah, I'm on a diet. I'm a buxom derivative of Uti, so eat kudu carefully. This has been riding around because of papa." Suddenly the statement of his daughter, immediately made Al strident.

"Ck, every time your scales go up it's always wrong papa. Surprised papa, you are also the same sweet martabak mesen vanilla cake in the umi bakery. How to be papa again wronged." Reply Al sewot to his daughter, who is indeed a little plump.

"Papa should be nasehatin, not even play buy. Not very sensitive to his son." Bella doesn't want to lose. Fried rice that he said was enough earlier, was clean unceremoniously from inside his plate.

"Not yet, papa is late. Sweetheart you're a little unlucky today, right, to his hospital?"

"Emmm.." Keyra's answer upset Al.

"Ehmmmm what is that? Yeah, not." The question demands a definite answer.

"Damangan, look no I'm no longer happy this loh." Reply the wife is upset, but can not also be angry, at a mature man whose nature is still like a labile ABG.

"Oh, yes, I have. Be careful, later before leaving to tell me the same fit already nyampe. I'm leaving first." Pamit Al then kissed his wife's forehead who was still eating breakfast alone.

Keyra is always the back of his own stomach, his three children are also the husband who will be served first. He is easy, because if there is no morning surgery schedule, he will be a little more relaxed.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

"Sorry, Daniel is late. Last time there was a strike on the street." The young man greeted the middle-aged man in front of him with reverence.

Daniel sat in the seat opposite the man he called the father. Staring at the bead of the middle-aged man with mixed feelings, there was a deep longing in his heart.

"Dad how are you? Still often meet the same didi Revan not?" Daniel asked with teary eyes, eager for her to cry in the arms of the man she loved so much.

"Daddy is good, Didin Revan is good too. Yesterday we met, still often as usual. The Dady Babas apartment. Once a month to get rid of kangen." Reegan chuckled softly.

"What is your mom, healthy? No more psychiatric therapy?" Reegan asked back.

"Mommy's healthy, now living with Dean's sister in Switzerland. It's been a year, the rich are more comfortable there. Every day there's always a new story, which if not to Daniel, is not exciting." Kekeh Daniel remembers his mother's behavior, while living with his first brother and his wife's son in Switzerland.

"That's good, being able to make peace with that situation is good for your mom. How about yourself?"

"I'm good, gini-gini was rich first. Still love kangen same princess, a week ago just from there. The story of my college in Sydney, my sweet friend and my mom. Mami kangen, just not strong enough to come back here anymore." Daniel chuckled softly, with a drop of tears coming out without excuse. Daniel hastily wiped his tears.

"Father is also new from there, all to the tomb of your papi, daddy Babas and papa Satria. Every month make routine activities the same didi Revan, before later replace so that in the visit." Kelakar Reegan bland.

Then Reegan stared blankly, at the table not far from where they were sitting. He clearly remembered, it was their favorite table if gathered. The day before that fateful day happened, they were gathering there. Discussing vacation plans together, after Kira finished celebrating her graduation day at school. But who would have thought, it was their last meeting when it was fine.

In fact, tomorrow afternoon, exactly, two days later, he and Revan really drove the departure of their three friends and daughter, not to go on vacation. But to go forever. Although they did not directly witness, how his companions were buried. God's destiny who knows. Spend more time with your loved ones, before God says: You must go home, now!" An absolute order that cannot be bargained for, you only need to improve yourself before that time comes.