
"Mother, someone kissed Baron's cheek!" the boy shouted with happy eyes. Finding that, made Gibran giggle amused.
"Hey, why yell like that boy?" he asked by touching the little nose of the boy at the side. The amused laughter of the boy named Baron was heard again, making Gibran scramble the fine hair.
"Only mother kisses my cheek, Om. That's why Baron was shocked," he admitted with a face that looked very innocent. Those two round eyes, looked at Gibran's face with a look of admiration.
A little boy who managed to attract his attention, it turns out to have a warm and sweet attitude. But considering that the day began at night, made Gibran look towards the surrounding Arita house.
"Tell me where your house is, let me take you home. It's night, your mother must be looking for her cute son."
"Calm down, my mom won't be looking for me. After all, I already knew that I was going to the mushola" the boy replied, pointing to the place he was referring to. Hearing that, Gibran also nodded his head in understanding.
"How old is Aaron?" ask the man who made the two of them continue to talk about many things.
While Arita who just finished her duty, frowned when she heard the conversation on the porch of her house. As soon as he heard the voice of the son, the woman immediately finished her activities in the kitchen.
The more he walked closer to the main door, the clearer the voice of the conversation became. Sure enough, when he was in the doorway, the two neutrals saw clearly how the son looked very familiar to Gibran.
"Mother, who is this?" ask Baron in astonishment.
"Mother?" muttered the 25-year-old man, repeating Baron's words. With a sweet smile, the boy nodded his head while looking at Gibran enthusiastically.
Another with the man, who was now staring at Arita with an indecipherable look on his face. That astonished look, was clearly recorded by the woman's sense of sight. However, Arita ignored this.
There was no conversation coming from the man's thick lips. Silence for a while, then Gibran began to pink. Unhypocritical, she was surprised to learn that the woman who managed to attract her attention was a mother.
"Oh yeah, the Baron has a job .." remember the little adult who patted him on the forehead.
As if not considering the two adults who were nearby, Baron immediately ran into his house with a grumble of annoyance. As for Arita, the woman chuckled briefly at the behavior of the son.
"Oh yeah, what do you need to do here?" instead while looking at a burly man who sits his body in the teak chair. Suddenly, Gibran looked up to look at the woman's face.
"I'm sorry for what I said a while ago" said the man as he stood up from his position. Seeing this, Arita created a distance with Gibran's position. And that, too, does not create problems for the man.
"I'm really interested in you, and it happens all of a sudden. No one wanted that" he continued, looking sincerely at the two women's eyeballs.
"Not to be so thought out, I've forgotten it, sir." Both of them stood by staring at the plantation residents, who were right in front of Arita's house. While on his right side, stood a place of worship that began to be quiet after Maghrib.
"I'm sorry, I don't know if you've had children. If your husband finds out, maybe ak–"
"There is no need for you to associate with my late husband" he forbade in a tone that sounded different from the woman's voice. Realizing that, Gibran only silently stared at Arita's face from the side.
"A lot of girls deserve you, sir. Forget me, and take your attention away from me,"