At the End of My Tired!

CLIV Part

Sinta was still crying in the arms of the man who had been since yesterday impatient for her to meet. Especially when he saw Asha who just stared at him, as if he was unfamiliar. The woman's heart was like a pinch. Sad to know the condition of his daughter, he only knew that Asha was the victim of an explosion and gunfire. That's all, no one told me what happened.

He wished Daniel loved and cared for his beloved poor girl, with all her body.

"Still crying, hmm?" The star did not wiggle, when his wife who since came until now still hugged him tightly. He also missed his chatty woman. Hugely. For that reason, he did not interrupt anything that the woman said and did.

"Issh papi's.. Mommy still knows." Sinta murmured in annoyance with her typical spoiled voice.

The star chuckled softly at the old voice he had not heard. "Yes, papi is also kangen. But the kangen in the pending first make it later tonight, can you?" Star negotiate. "The others are also in the same kangen mami tuh, in samperin gih." The man continued his sentence.

Sinta immediately realized the situation around them, where now she and her husband, are being a spectacle by their friends and grandchildren.

The woman grinned innocently, she was self-righteous until she did not realize, if there were many people who had noticed the two of them.

"Ck, I'm the one who greeted you in front earlier, just passed it like I didn't see it. Taunya, Sinta's sister did only see the existence of her curled husband sajooh." Nabila. He so enthusiastically welcomed his friend was even passed just like that, without greeting, without turning his head, the woman played glaring without caring about the big smile on her lips.

"Hehehe, I'm kebelet kangen with the papih. Sorry, here yuk. We hug the Teletubbies first." Sinta's kekeh is not good. The five Teletubbies personnel then hugged releasing an immeasurable longing. Piling up so many years, in the feeling of pain will lose. Not anymore, all of those wounds had recovered for a while. Their hearts have healed, although in the future there will be many obstacles. They have regrouped, together they will face the world without fear, without guilt and without wounds that always overshadow their lives.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

"Is Reegan not at all a chance, Sar? He has also suffered a lot since the incident. I know a lot about Daniel. His father spent all his time just feeling sorry for himself. Somehow if there's no Revan, maybe the old man we'll see is just a picture of him leaning on a tombstone." Sinta ended her story with a rarity. He really wanted the two of them to be together like all of them. It's not fair if they're happy but they're both still in the wounds of the past.

Sarah breathed a rough breath. Sinta Trus watched the woman sitting next to him. Now Sarah was very foreign to him, and the three women who were also sitting across their table. His shady face did not change, but even that made them feel, if Sarah changed a lot. Sometimes the woman subconsciously spoke in a flat and cold tone, then instantly changed her facial expression quickly. As if nothing had happened before.

"Eitherway. Maybe it's better this way." Sarah said without expression.

Sinta and the others could only stare at each other, with various thoughts raging within their heads. A response they did not expect.

"I have to see Asha, she wanted to learn how to make a rainbow sponge cake. I go in first." Sarah continued her sentence still with the same expression. Flat, without emotion.

"Yes, comein. It would be better if Asha spends a lot of time with you and her father. We have to take good care of it, right?" Nabila's words, which meant to move Sarah's heart, were only coldly responded by the woman. Who continued his steps without commenting.

"Are I the only one who feels that Sarah is no longer our old Sarah." Nabila said with teary eyes.

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"This has not been Bun, really long cooking yes. Why not in the oven." The girl was impatient to try her homemade cake which was helped by the mother, of course plus the secret recipe of the woman.

Sarah and Keyra just smiled in response to Asha's babbling. While Reegan was documenting the moment with a camera, in the form of video. In the hope of a little treat his longing for the togetherness of their family. Sometimes Reegan wiped her tears, and it did not escape the attention of Keenan and Kalla who were in the kitchen at that time.

Keenan looked on his father's heart, as did Kalla. Somehow, they were joined by their parents. Seeing how cold the attitude shown by the mother, Keenan did not have the courage even to just offend her. His mother seemed to change, so she thought. Only once a year, his mother wants to be met. Yes it was on Christmas. The rest, the mother will reject their presence for reasons they do not understand. What the woman had experienced while not being with them.

"Well, here. The video is up close, let the picture be clear. Here's the cake, in the video. Before I make the cake stay the name." Said Kalla who was preparing to pluck the sponge cake.

But before he could take it, suddenly the back of his hand felt hot and pained. It turned out that Spongebob's spatula landed beautifully on the skin of his smooth hand.

"Auww, sick deck. Peel very, this is cobain's brother first. What a good thing, let the one who wants to eat no doubt." Kalla's murmur to his sister, though he's not angry. His hands will re-pick the piece of cake.

Plastered

This time Keyra and Keenan are simultaneously giving the back of the smooth hand, with a spoonful of ketokan. After seeing Kalla's agonized face, the two laughed out loud. Kalla stared at the horror on both of his cursed sisters.

"You try it said, you already nyomot one, not abis on the plate yet kelar nyobainnya." This time it was Keyra who was complaining to her sister. Which was only repaid by Kalla, the riotous culprit and the family installment.

Reegan's tears were getting louder, I don't know when the atmosphere like this they can do and feel again. His heart always felt claustrophobic when he saw the indifference of the wife, who was as if she was not there. Reegan placed the recording camera on the kitchen table, without turning it off. And in a position that still records the activities of his children as well.

Rushing Reegan towards the back door, she needed some time alone now. Once there Reegan shed her tears. The man was stunned in a crouch, in a mango tree behind the villa.

A firm hand patted Reegan on the shoulder and grabbed her in the arms. Keenan followed his father when he came out. The child's warm embrace made Reegan's heart rustle violently. The sadness evaporated a little.

While in the other corner of the place, someone was watching the two with a heart that was no less hurt and sick. In his rubbing both corners of his eyes, then left the place with an incomparably shattered feeling. Let it be this way, he is unable to give the pain of his loss later, amid the happiness they are enjoying now. Let it go in solitude, that way, his family and friends, do not feel too lost if the time has come.

He only hoped that God would always take care of his family and friends. When he returns to his eternal home. His daughter is living happily, that's all. That was enough for him.