Fat Broken Wing

Nayras

KIYARA POV

The magnificent building with all-white and gold decorations, adorned the wedding of Cakra and my cousin Shakira. I'm so glad they were able to unite in the sacred bond of marriage, the Cakra that I know well, is responsible, and of course very suitable when juxtaposed with Shakira, my little cousin who is now an adult and about to start her new life with Cakra.

“Sorry yes, we used to not even have time to do a reception like this.”

I turned my body upside down when the voice whispered from behind, it turned out to be my husband. It is always like this when attending a wedding of brothers who hold a magnificent reception, apologize and apologize for the past that has been far passed.

“I don't want it like this, Mas. It is past time, most importantly our marriage is lasting, our children become good children, understand the priorities of the world-nature, and always be our pride until whenever it is, it is more than enough for me,” I replied as I rubbed the back of his hand that was coiled around my waist.

“Thank you, for always accepting me for who I am. Thank you for giving birth, adorable sons like them, and thank you for always being by my side in whatever circumstances I am,”.

“Sama-sama, I also thank you very much for everything Mas has done for me and the children,” I said sincerely.

Puk …

A small punch was felt on my thigh, and when I lowered my gaze it turned out that my little girl was pursing her lips on me.

“This, Papa Syta, Mama ndak can be deket-deket.”

“Eh, this child mengi possessive pisan with his father,” I said while menoel slowly nose pointed my son, while Mas Dave just chuckled softly behind me.

“Bialin wleeekk .. Brother same Adek also possessive with Mama, so possessive sister with Papa,” reply, ouh meni style talk possessive already I think it means aja this bocilku.

“Iya deh .. yes,” I replied.

“Abang Sama Adek, where Kak?” asked Mas Dave while lifting Syta's tiny body into his trunk.

“Again Grandpa and Grandma, there,” he replied while pointing to one of the family's special tables, and it turns out there was also one of my friends who came.

“Mas to there yuk, it's Kak Tama same Tiwi take their child like,” said I took my husband to the table that was appointed Nasyta.

From far away, Tiwi had already waved her hands nobly .. fortunately the invited guests stayed a little because the event was about to be completed in the next two hours leaving the family of two brides alone.

“Hai, Kiyara I haven't seen you in a long time,” Tiwi said as she hugged me tightly and moved her right and left.

“Hey, remember already have children,” said Kak Tama who stood behind his wife.

“Iya-iya, I just expressed my longing for this friend of mine, let's Ki I introduce my little angel,” he said as he pulled my hand towards Mother.

“Nih, see Nayra is already a big Aunt Kiyara .. and remember no, from the baby used to always stick with Mother Alana if you meet again, the same as now, just like now, though I think he will pangling the same Mother and do not want to be in the hold of Mother, uh it turns out I was wrong dong hi hi hi hi hi,” he said while pinching his daughter's cheek.

“Iya, nih Nayra is very close to Grandma. Here want to not be carried by Aunt Kiyara?” I said while menoel-noel gaam his chubby cheeks, Nayra is just 3 years old want to often go home too if the weekend, at best the same Narendra although my eldest child always maintains his face without expression. But somehow Nayra always liked the same old boy.

“Dedek Nayra, that's Abang Rendra bring anything, let's go there yuk,” take me while pointing at my children with Papa is taking a traditional snack prepared as a treat.

“Mau ndong Aunty, Kiyala,” softly while stretching his hands towards me, my moves are powerful ha ha ha ha, too, and then I took her straight to the table after I got the approval of Nayra's Father and Mother.

“Abaaaangggg .. atu tock indexed ? ndak invited to take matatan?” nayra in my firstborn.

“You want?” instead of answering the question of the little girl who was in my arms, Rendra thrust a fruit pudding at Nayra and answered with a nod of her head, adorable.

“Nak, oru mau Bang, tuapi ya tama Abang,” pinta girl who is in my arms and even make Rendra sigh long.

“Yes, you sit there, pity Mama I am so late to your sling, tulun!” jeez, the magnitude of what my firstborn child will be is just a little already very firm.

“Iya, Aunty or tulunin syini,” said Nayra, making me smile and immediately kiss the cheek of her puffer before lowering this little girl.

Hap …

The small hand filled with scribbles immediately held tightly to the hand of my eldest son, ha ha ha .. It felt like wanting to laugh out loud when I saw my son's flat face suddenly blushing in anger, holding back, but I couldn't put it on that cute girl standing next to him.

“Come, Bang tesana,” says Nayra.

“Hem, Mama I went there first yes to Grandma the same Grandpa,” said Rendra to me, I nodded my head without intending to take her because the event was getting quieter there was only a big family here and seen from here inshaAllah both will be fine without being delivered.

“Our child has been targeted by a little girl like her, Yang.”

I turned my body around as a soft whisper rang out in my ear. “Hem, it looks like Mas .. funny once but see it like that,” I replied.

“Yes, um you want to grab something? Me and the kids are done,” said Mas Dave to me and I just shook my head because it was my intention here to take Nayra.

“Yes let's go there again, oh yes said Tama earlier, they will move next to our house in a few months after the house is finished in the renovation, Tama said,” said Mas Dave while holding my hand, while in the other arm holding Syta who is now resting her head on the shoulder of her Papa, while Lendra walked beside me while holding my hand as well.

“Wah, it's great that they moved next to our house, the kids so have another play Mas besides his sister with his little Teteh,” I replied.

“Yes, hope it's fun. I'm just afraid Tama still keeps the same feeling you, so later do not often go out of the house without me,” he said while continuing to eat me.

“Eh, naha so jealous like this? No one will like me anymore, he already has the tail I also already have 3 tail instead, will not dare him macem-macem, he has, my husband's men are like tigers like this want him in the claws of a tiger? Hi hi hi,” I replied while teasing Mas Dave.

“You mah, even make me like this. I'm serious about this, never leave the house if it's not the same as me,” he said firmly.

“Iya, Masku Darling ..”