EPOCHS

Chapter 62

Kinza Irsyania Malik POV

Green grass became our goal. Mas Al held a mat that had been prepared. After that, we cleaned up one by one the food and drinks we brought.

Claudia plays with Alief. She took her niece for a walk on the green grass. It was cool to see them both.

“Aunty, played it first, yes. Now eat first, okay!” I said as I waved to Claudia and Alief. Baby A reflex smiled as it walked towards me.

“Da - da ma - m na - k.” (Dedek eat well) said Alief was impatient. As usual, his hand gimbul ruined whatever was in his presence. Very nimble hand your gimbul, Lek!

“Jo, photo first dong before eating. Let Papa can exist so.” Papa said when the food was finished prepared by mama. Mama pouted in annoyance.

“Udah old, Pa. Remember age, remember gray hair on the head!” cetus Mama sharp. We all laughed.

Indeed, Papa and Mama's quarrel was very interesting to laugh. Their love story is unique. It's gotta be on the thumbs up.

Their story did not go well. In the past, at the beginning of marriage, a lot of problems for the sake of strange problems came. When she got to the hospital, she had a terrible event. Got hit by a car when the trouble between Papa and Mama was at the top.

Ah, speechless heard Mama's words back then. I got to cry. I was also angry with Papa. Really, their love story is like a drama. Full twists.

“Ekhm, even if we are old. At least we're having fun, Mam. Enjoy the good old days. Isn't that right, Lek?” sahut Papa nudged Mas Al's arm. Then the man who works as an Army nodded quickly.

“Must dong, Pa. The old days are good. But, do not forget to worship. Let's congratulate the world of the afterlife.” Mama laughed with satisfaction.

“Tuh, Pa. Many worship. Don't fortify here and there. Shame same gray.” mama's lips coupled with laughter. All of them laughed at him.

“I go to the toilet first, yes. Change the clothes of Alief. Pity if you wear a shirt, rage him.” I say goodbye while taking Alief away from the others.

“Can alone, Deck? Mas intermin, yes?” mas Al offered help. But I refused. “Self, Mas. Deket kok toilet, it's there.” I pointed to a small musholla not far from where we had a picnic.

“Ya already, be careful, yes, Dek.”

“Siap, Mas!”

“Lief, wash your hands first, yuk. There was a little musholla. Yuk, Lek. Let's go!” take me while holding Alief's gimbul body. Don't forget I undressed Alief, replaced him with a more casual t-shirt. So that Alief is free to move.

“Ma - ma ra - ra.” (Mama, Rara) Alief said, pointing back. Rara's? Who is meant by Alief? Then I followed where Alief's hand was. I saw a baby girl walking around crying. Huh, that's right. That's right, Shakira. His sons are Captain Satria and Mbak Amira. What the hell is he doing here? Where are your mom and dad? It's so bad this beautiful baby.

I approached Shakira and crouched down in front of her. “Shakira, what are you doing here, son? Where's your mom going?” ask me gently. She did not answer, but Shakira cried.

“Follow Aunt, yuk.” take me gently while leading Shakira to our picnic spot. I'm sure Mama, Papa and Mas Al will be very surprised by my decision.

“Lho, Deck, why is Shakira here? Why did you bring him here? Where's her parents?” ask Mas Al with a shrunken forehead.

“I found Shakira on the road alone, Mas. She's crying, maybe Shakira is separated from her parents.” said I while rubbing the head of this poor child. Al looks uncomfortable. Yes, it's obviously uncomfortable, it's wong I brought his son, Madam Amira.

“Mas, Shakira only knows us. In fact, Alief continued to call out the name of Shakira who was constantly crying. You don't feel sorry for him, do you? A child this small is far away from his parents. Do you want Shakira to be alone? What if she was kidnapped? If anyone does evil with Shakira how?” I firmly clamor.

Actually, I don't want to take Shakira with me either. A little annoyed because the act of Amira's still imprinted in my heart. But, I can't bear to see this kid alone, crying while biting his fingers. Really slicing hearts. Because I have a baby too. What was on my mind at the time was Alief. I imagine she's in Shakira's position. Oh God, can't bring Alief alone.

“Iya, Grandma. Shakira's nothing like us before. Mama is also worried, afraid she's why. Kasian, where baby girl.” said Mama agreed to my words. Then, Mas Al nodded and finally agreed.

I saw that Alief was happy to have a new friend. He laughed while occasionally judging Shakira. Both babies were joking. In fact, Shakira who had been crying since then, was finally able to subside too. He was played by my son, Alief.

“Da - da a - in da - da a - in.." (dedek play, dedek play) said Alief excited while continuing to disturb Shakira. I just laughed at her adorable behavior. Pingin pinch hi hi hi hi hi.

“Dek, I'm trying to call Captain Satria, yes. Who knows the number is active.” said Mas Al while playing his phone. He's looking around for Captain Satria's name in WhatsApp. I nodded in agreement.

“Iya, Mas, please. I'm also just thinking now.” reply me accordingly.

“Hallo, Kapt. Yes, this is your son is with me.”

“.....”

“Yes, it was my wife who found him on the street. She was crying alone."

“.....”

“OK, now I am in the field near the fountain. You come here.”

“.....”

Tuuut, the phone is turned off by Mas Al. We just wait, maybe soon I will meet with women ‘itu’ again. Strong, Kinza must be strong! But I can't, suddenly my memory revolves around the events of a few weeks ago. It hurts too much to remember. My heart is broken.

“Dek Iraaa, Yes Allah Yes Robbi, Mama nyariin you everywhere dear.” cried Mbak Amira while crying. The mother and son were eventually reunited. I was overwhelmed, but also hurt.

“Izin, Mr. Danramil, I am very grateful to you. Thank goodness my son could see you again. Thank you very much, Sir!” said Captain Satria while hugging the body of Mas Al.

“It wasn't me who found Shakira, but my wife, Kinza. Thank you to him, Kapt.” reply Mas Al rectify the speech of the captain Satria. Suddenly, Madam Amira and Captain Satria immediately looked at me with a blue hariu.

“Mbak, thank you very much, yes. I don't know what else to repay him for. I have the same debt, Ma'am. Thank you very much, Mbak.” said Mbak Amira while hugging my body tightly. I gasped, having no cues for this sudden hug.

“S - sa - tandem, Ma'am. I also accidentally met Shakira. Sorry if I had time to make Mbak look for Shakira.” reply I stuttered. Hoy, for what sake in the hug of the same person we do not like at all? For what sake in the hug directly the same person who has hurt our hearts? It feels like being forced off. But, not delicious. What about hu hu, dong?

“Ngak, Ma'am. I am very grateful.” said his while taking off my embrace. Huh, finally relieved too!

But wait, how can we go to the same place? This plan is impromptu. I didn't leak it to anyone either. Well, what's the matter exactly?