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Over time, it does not feel the age of Rara's child has stepped on two years more. The premature boy, who was thought to be unlikely to survive and had to be intensively cared for in the incubator, is now growing up to be a very handsome and cute boy.
"Ma ... Buya wants to play with Mama," said Abuya with an innocent voice that sounded very spoiled and adorable.
Rara who was still cooking to prepare food for breakfast both just turned to the ashes and smiled broadly. Abuya who was sitting quietly in the dining chair while staring at his mother's back from behind.
"Abuya, eat rice with an omelet?" asked the Mama while putting a large omelet on the plate to divide into two parts.
Abuya nodded. He is not even three years old, but his way of thinking as an adult and his way of speaking resembles an adult and his surroundings often invite him to talk.
Rara deliberately kept quiet and put Abuya's favorite plate that was equipped with white rice and omelet and did not forget to give her favorite soy sauce.
"Now eat first. I can talk later. Let us pray before we eat, Abuya who prays," said Rara, The Mama.
Abuya immediately raised both his hands in front of his chest in the style of a praying adult. After finishing, Abuya also began to eat breakfast the morning that had been prepared by the Mother.
The atmosphere of the morning was very quiet. Just one week ago, Rara moved into her new home. Many reasons that make Rara think and finally decided to move from the Bamboo House owned by Baihaqi, a person who had been good and helped Rara a lot.
"Non Rara, the car has been heated by Mang Udin" said Aneng, Rara's personal assistant.
"Alright, If Mang Udin wants to leave now please.fear that consumers are waiting, it's seven in the morning, " said Rara in a soft voice.
"Yes, Non Rara. I said to Mang Udin at once," Aneng replied politely and went back to meet Mang Udin as per Nonanya's orders.
Just like yesterday's mornings even everything is the same as yesterday's days that are always passed by Rara and Abuya.
Rara just wants to live more independently with Abuya without any Baihaqi interference. During this time Rara hitchhiked at the Bamboo House and helped Baihaqi to provide free private lessons for her three children.
Rara's growing affection is perfect for her three children and for Baihaqi turns out to be unable to turn into a single feeling of complete love. Everything he felt was just flat and general as brothers and family could not be more than that.
For this reason, Rara decided to move from the Bamboo House and continue her own life as a single parent for Abuya with her own efforts and hard work.
Abuya was still munching on his breakfast in the morning and raised his face over to the Mama who called out and stared at him. His head nodded slowly.
"Abuya want to play with Mama," replied Abuya quietly with a very innocent. His face that looks innocent makes Rara more anxious to the son of his puppet.
During this time Rara was exhausted to find money to be able to finance the life of Rara and Abuya, her son. After giving birth Rara was desperate to install a car and run a car rental business with herself as a private driver when needed. His expertise is just that, according to Rara car installs is a fitting business, and reliable.
Starting from being a shuttle driver for a private school in the Bogor area to receive offers to deliver families who want to go out of town for business or homecoming.
With perseverance, courage, determination and open heartedness, Rara left Abuya who was still a baby to be taken care of by Aneng, a special assistant who was still a relative of Baihaqi.
It was really sad to look at Abuya who looked spoiled that morning. Last night, Rara came home late after two days out of the area city of East Jwa to line up a Big Boss who was handling a\]h project there. This morning, Mang Udin has been sending back a family who want to vacation in the Bandung area, while Rara has a job to deliver a family gathrng event in Pangandaran area.
Rara stood up and took Abuya, her beloved little son. There is not much demand from an Abuya other than playing time with the Mother. Abuya's longing for the tender caress of a Mama's affection for her. Abuya is still a child, but even a child has a heart, mind and taste. The affection for Mama, the pity to see Mama who looks tired and tired, tired, the feeling of longing every time he saw his mother had to work from morning until night to have to stay somewhere else and not with Abuya.
"This is Mama Pangku, Mama kiss," said Rara Lirih while hugging and kissing the two cheeks of her child in a bergntian.
Abuya just kept quiet by resigned to enjoy the moment with his mother that is very rarely done, not because Rara forgot or did not love, dear, but because Rara sometimes did not have time to do that to Abuya.
Often, Abuya mash fell asleep in bed when Rara had to leave early in the morning and went home late at night where Abuya had also fallen asleep back in his beloved bed. Their communication is most only by phone or video call, or occasionally Aneng sends Abuya videos that are doing their daily activities such as eating, playing, sleeping, or studying.
"What do you want to play?" ask Rara slowly to the child of the puppet. Rara knows that Abuya is trying to spoil her and sulks wanting to be noticed more.
Hearing the words of his Mama who was very much awaited by Abuya, now Abuya smiled widely and came down from his mother's lap and ran to his bedroom to pick up something.
Abuya unloads his toy basket and takes a drawing paper with a strange drawing that only Abuya understands with all his hallucinations as a small child. Abuya ran towards Rara, the Mama and gave the drawing paper.
Rara received the drawing paper then stared with a confused and curious face. There are only two long lines standing perpendicular, one is longer and one is shorter. Then there is a crooked line that connects one line pang earlier with a short line to connect with each other and interlocked, his view now turns to Abuya who has a big smile, he said, because I think my mom understands her purpose and purpose.
