
The plane they were traveling from Boston to London was already in the air.
Prince continued to giggle in admiration, his tiny lips continued to give thanks, finally in a moment he could hug his daddy again.
While Sunny himself had just returned from accompanying new soldiers for the deepening of survival materials in the interior of the forest.
The task was so sudden that he did not have time to contact his son and wife. Of course his heart was restless not because of these three months, even to the point that he neglected his schedule.
Sunny opened the door to the apartment she had been living in for three months. His feet quickly moved towards his room.
Before cleaning his body, the young man was charging his cell phone that was lying on the bed when he suddenly got a job three months ago.
" Huff..." Sunny breathed a sigh of relief.
His body was fresh after an hour of soaking, in the forest of course he rarely took a bath. Bathe too if you meet the river, but here, although months live in the forest but the good looks do not fade.
The power of the phone is not yet fully charged, but longing to immediately hear and see the faces of the child and his wife so dominating his brain at this time.
Actually Sunny has not eaten all day, but the hunger was eliminated by the magnitude of the increasingly passionate longing.
When the phone had turned on, his eyes widened in shock upon hundreds of calls and dozens of messages from Shanum and Shine.
The average content of the message always questions its existence, and the reason is not picking up the phone or not contacting.
There is guilt that creeps his heart at this time, let alone dozens of Shanum messages containing the words of a desperate plea for him to raise his call.
It was all because Shanum could no longer hear Prince's cry.
Oh my....
Forgive me Lord. I have hurt my wife and son..
They must be worried and worried..
Oh my...
Prince must have kept crying because he couldn't reach me...
Prince, forgive daddy....
With a shaking hand Sunny tried to dial Shanum's mobile number, but to no avail.
Sunny was still trying to contact Shanum, but it seemed like Shanum's phone was off.
Not wanting to bother, Sunnypun called Saga, Shine and Ayu numbers. But the result is the same, all three are equally no one who mengubris his call.
" Shhitt!!!, asshole!!, what is this!!!???" Umpatnya.
For hours he kept trying to contact his wife but still failed as well. Drowsiness and hunger attacked, making him inevitably leave his phone for kitchen, and just take off his fatigue by sleeping for a while.
Maybe after waking up Shanum's phone will come back on.
...**...
Almost seven hours took Shanum, Saga and Prince to arrive at the land inhabited by the Prince's daddy.
A sweet smile rose from Shanum's pink lips. The longing that was pressing down on him was now starting to unravel. But it was precisely that thumping feeling was getting to smash into his chest. Clearly he must prepare himself to be born and inner.
The Sunny is a mad predator ready to prey on it anytime and anywhere.
Suddenly Shanum shuddered in horror as he recalled the crazy things he had done with Sunny as they let go of longing.
Scenes of burning heat were currently flashing in his mind.
" Hiihhh what a love!!!" Banish him on the perverted thoughts that are controlling his brain at this time.
" What?, brother Sha, what's the talk?" Saga asked confusedly.
" Akhh, uhh. No!!, no!!, not saying anything.." said Shanum clumsily, his face flushed red with embarrassment.
Saga only smiled faintly, as the adult man clearly Saga knew, the meaning of her brother's face was sudden. Surely her brother was imagining how and what he would do when he met her husband.
Likewise, when he returned to Jakarta, along the way must be used to imagine what he wanted to do with Almaeera, his fiancee.
" So daddy lives here mom?" Prince asked enthusiastically.
Shanum simply answered Prince's question with a nod. Honestly getting closer to the place where her husband lived, Shanum's heart was pounding more and more.
" Relax kak ha.ha..., you are why groggy so?, like going to meet your lover just kak ha.ha... That brothery is already your husband.sister forgot!!" Saga continued to laugh to find her brother's tense expression.
They are currently in a taxi that will take them to the address of the apartment where Sunny has been living for three years.
Even the access code they have been given, and from whom else this information they get other than Aryan Sanbalt, the son of uncle Brian who has been visiting Sunny for several years.
" Yes, in half an hour, you're meeting with daddy..." Sahut Saga softly as he rubbed his nephew's hair.
" Daddy must be happy to see Prince coming, right?" Ask again
" Of course, honey..." Shanum Sahut.
In less than an hour, the taxi had stopped perfectly in front of a towering apartment building.
Saga next to his tan carried Prince, while the backpack was on his stage, next to his hand also groped the suitcase. The other suitcase is in Shanum.
" What floor is it?" Ask Saga as they are about to enter the elevator.
" Emhhh, undaunted..."
With a trembling hand Shanum opened the small paper that was in his grasp. The writing on the paper was slightly blurred as it was wet from Shanum's cold sweat.
Saga again smiled at her brother, the Prince dropped from the sling.
" Are we sitting in that park there..." Show Saga.
" It seems like Brother Sha needs to calm down first...." He continued while smiling again thinly to find Shanum's eyes were wide in shock.
Surprised why Saga knew that her heart was not okay at the moment.
Saga smiled sweetly, so sweet that he was able to cool the heart of Shanum who was fretting at this time.
" Don't stare at Saga like that brother!, Saga is all grown up. Saga knows exactly what Sha is feeling right now. Saga also always felt it when he returned to Indonesia. Saga is also nervous and groggy like a sister, every time she meets Meera...." Say Saga wisely.
" So?, want to go to the park just to calm down?, or go straight to the third floor number 18?" Bidar Saga with a smile that looks to make fun of her brother.
" Is the elevator broken?, why don't we go up?" Ask the confused Prince.
Since then the three of them just stood up and did not also move into the elevator.
" Of course we go up, come on..." Shanum was about to carry his son.
But Saga quickly seized it, it was nothing. Saga also really understands her brother should not be tired, because surely later tonight she will be made even more tired by her brother-in-law.
" Let Saga be the one carrying Prince.." Speak quickly.
The three of them have now stood at the door of apartment number 18, written Mr. Manggala next to the door.
The Prince's head drooped weakly on Saga's shoulders, it seemed like the little man had fallen asleep.
Doubtful Shanum's fingers towards the doorbell button.
" Don'tya kak Sha has access number entrance, why use push bell everything!!" Saga Sayings.
Jemari who almost pressed the bell back, her eyes looked into Saga's eyes as if asking for support and certainty.
" Is it okay?, isn't it disrupting her privacy inside?" Shanum asked lirih.
" Sister!!, you are what the hell??, he is not your husband!!, who is behind this door brother Sunny kak!!, he is your own husband, Prince's daddy.." Saga was impatient.
Crazy..sense of longing terribly apparently can make people become less sane. Like Shanya's current leg, that longing seemed to have made her brother's brain somewhat shear and slightly tilted.
" Open brother, what privacy should there be between husband and wife?.... Open it now, see Prince is also asleep...." Pinta Saga's.
Gathering his courage, Shanum finally pressed the numbers written in small paper in his hand.
Clamps...
The sound of an open access key was heard by his ears, along with his chest that was increasingly pounding as if he wanted to explode.
Oh my....
How is this.., I'm groggy...
Why am I like this?, isn't this the place where my husband lives?
Do I have to go in?
" Come on, come on in. Open the door. Brother Sha doesn't like what my hands are like this..." Saga said grumbling.
" Ahhh, yes.kakak open..." Shanum said by starting to pull the door child and push him to open.
" Bismillah, the Assalamualaikum...." Seriously slow.