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Three days we adapted to a new home, few children had to prepare for learning in a new place.

Inspiration in college at High Scope and Yayan at Trisakti University, I initially objected.

Remembering Ilham and Yayan including children who excel.

"Surely with me, Mah! The kids can do it, I want the kids to go to school in the best places" Boby told me.

My face was covered and our eyebrows were clashing.

"Sure on Dad, yes!"

"Yes," lirihku.

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Today is the first day the children go to school, Yayan is escorted by Boby who takes care of everything, if Ilham is delivered by a private driver only and there is a private teacher who has been home for several days to give guidance to him, now also invite him home.

"Come on, Mister Wardoyokusumo!" call private teacher Ilham.

The woman who called her name Miss Alana was waiting for Ilham in the car.

Yayan and Ilham already bear Boby's last name, because we're getting married again. We legalize our marriage in KUA to be registered in the country.

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"You want to come with me, don't you?" ask my husband at that time.

"Where?"

"Dinda, that girl must be happy to see Mamah. Since Mamah stopped, Dinda did not want to be with other sisters. Now he chose to be independent, only occasionally assisted by servants. When you used to go there, you always accompanied him to paint the sky. Wanna go there? Let's not get bored." Boby holds Tri who keeps asking to be carried by his father, my son is spoiled just like his father.

"Of course, Mamah also misses Dinda, Oliv and wants to thank Mr. Atmaja. They are very important figures in our relationship" I said at length.

Not wasting time, we immediately went to the luxurious house where I used to work and met with Boby.

Boby drove his car slowly, because Tri always wanted to be around him.

Not long after, we arrived.

I walked slowly towards the park.

A girl sits in a wheelchair while painting her favorite sky.

"The sky is bright, yes!" I whispered right in the girl's ear.

Suddenly Dinda turned around, until she did not realize the girl threw away her painting tool just for the sake of hugging me.

Boby was standing not far away, where Mr. Atmaja and Olivia smiled at my interaction with Dinda.

"Sus Ganis, Dinda kangen! Huhuhuhu ...." The girl hugged me while crying.

I returned his embrace, really .. This child loves me so much, this is why I feel at home working at Mr. Atmaja's house.

"Sus Ganis also misses Dinda, so now come here .. want to accompany Dinda to paint the sky, how?" soft tukasku.

I gently rubbed her hair in the ponytail.

Dinda nodded slowly, then my hand was held tightly.

"Promise yes, accompany Dinda to paint the sky." The girl wiped her tears rough.

I took her hand and now my hand is wiping her tears.

"Welcome back, Rengganis!" greet Mr. Atmaja, not .. Mr. Atmaja.

Because now that I'm married to his nephew, it's unethical to keep calling him 'Master'.

"Thank you for the welcome, sir !" sahutku.

Now Boby embraces me, while the other hand holds Tri who is now getting sleepy again.

"Hi, said Boby you're pregnant again?" asked Oliv while whispering to me.

My eyes were wide open to Oliv, with a fake news story so I could believe it. I recently reunited with Boby.

"Hoak it's mah, this father if lying ga kepalang, yes!" my murmur.

"Thank you donk encouragement, because Oliv is pregnant again now," said Mr. Atmaja.

The woman blushed shyly while hugging the husband, while I was stunned while covering my mouth ..really this one couple makes me shake my head, because their child was only eight months old.

"Boby's time lost to me!" ledek pak Atmaja's.

I just smiled and picked Tri who was now starting to want to suckle, fortunately my hijab was long ... so there is no difficulty breastfeeding my youngest child even though Boby advanced a little forward blocking the view of others directly to me.

At about three in the afternoon we just came home, because at four o'clock Ilham came home. Yayan, too, will be home in the afternoon hours.

"Tomorrow at my mom's house, yeah! There was also Melani, the older sister of the father who at that time picked up the phone Mamah, until Dad was left," grumbled my husband, very anxious.

"Daddy ain't working?" my many.

Since we were in Jakarta, Boby had never gone to the office, although I occasionally saw him checking the incoming report via laptop.

"Later, once everything is on time, anyway Dad wants Mamah to meet with all the family of the father. Wants, right? After that quiet his father entered the office," he explained.

I nodded slowly, what was not and indeed I should have met the family of my husband, a son-in-law of his father-in-law.

I hope that someday there will be no cross-section until my in-laws can accept me wholeheartedly.

"Well, if you want to go to Mamah. Means kudu stuff bring dong. Mama likes what, if you can make it so .. cake, pudding or what!" I'm on Boby.

I have not yet met my heart with great fear.

"Hey, calm down Honey! No need to panic so, mamah likes anything, because he is an all-eater," he said.

I chuckled, "Hus, it's not good to talk about your own parents!"

Boby laughed, at least our laughter at this time made my heart calm a little.

That night I asked one waiter in the kitchen to help me make pudding and sponge cake.

"Well, buy it tomorrow. Yuk's sleeping!"

Boby was waiting for me to make pudding and cookies from seven o'clock in the night to eleven o'clock in the evening.

He is still faithfully sitting waiting for me.

"A little while, Dad! Sana gih sleep first, then Mamah directly to the room kok," said I.

There are still some more cakes that I will bake, I will make cakes for my children as well.

"Yes, it's done!" muttered.

Scroll the clock on the wall, showing it's now twelve o'clock at night.

I immediately stepped into the room, where Boby was still sitting on the bed waiting for me.

"Why not sleep?" ask her.

"Ga can sleep if Mamah isn't on my side." Boby stretched out his arms, a sign that I wanted to stretch into his arms.

I smiled and hugged him.

"Well, this is just going to sleep" he murmured.

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After Yayan and Ilham left for school, Boby and I began to prepare for the home of his mother, my father-in-law and my brother-in-law.

My heart is hard, I cannot describe it with words.

My heart was beating fast, I was continuously squeezing my fingers.

Sometimes I rubbed Tri's back asleep in my arms.

Before long, Boby's car stopped right at a house that was no less luxurious and magnificent than the house of Mr. Atmaja, even this house is bigger in my opinion.

"Come, baby! We're meeting my family."

Boby smiled as he opened the car door for me and extended his hand.