
"Hey, why is her face so similar to Bayu's?" he said with a very sharp surprised look. His body stiffened for a while, then his legs began to step closer to his sister-in-law.
"Do you know him, brother?" ask Gibran who made Edward stop his movement.
The 35-year-old man observed the Baron's face meticulously, from the tip of his hair to the tip of his foot. I don't know why, when he was reminded of someone in the past.
What a shocking accident to him.
"Come here, Son .." the fatherly aura that Mona's husband had, managed to make Baron nod his head obediently. After raising his head to look at Gibran, the boy removed his hand from the man.
"Greetings uncle, my name is Baron. Om Gibran invited me here" said the little one, holding out his right hand, as if asking to shake hands. The man began to bend his body, so that his body was getting closer to the little one.
In awe, Edward stretched out his right hand so that it came into direct contact with the tiny hand. Sure enough, the 7-year-old immediately kissed the back of his hand.
For a moment, the man's burly body froze as he felt his body begin to warm as soon as the boy kissed his hand. In his 35-year life, no one ever kissed his hand like this, except for his wife.
"You're a smart boy," praised the man by gently rubbing the top of the boy's head. He stared at the two netra that still looked innocent, so that made him drift for a while.
"Thank you uncle, I'm smart."
Suddenly, both Gibran and Edward laughed when they heard the narcissistic speech of the boy. Although Baron was still a child, but both of them could see the potential possessed by the child.
The 10-year-old sister-in-law below him, began to approach with a small school bag, which Edward guessed of course belonged to Baron. The two walked towards the gazebo right next to the pool, followed by small footsteps clad in plain white shoes.
"Whose name were you talking about, brother?" gibran asked with eyebrows that were almost united, because he remembered Edward's words a moment ago.
"Bayu–"
For some reason, Gibran's chest immediately felt hot when Baron's little lips mentioned the word 'father'.
"Tell me what your father's name is." Edward became more convinced by his guess, when he himself heard the narration of the boy. With a serious-looking face, the man noticed both round eyes before him.
"Mother once said, the father's name is Bayu Ekawira," replied the Baron who made Edward look at him in disbelief.
The two hands of the man, holding the tiny shoulder belonging to the little one and rubbing it gently. His eyes glazed over, then the thing Gibran never expected, his brother-in-law pulled the tiny body of Baron into his arms.
"Thank you, Lord. You have helped me to atone for my sins" he said gratefully, as if he had a sin to atone for. The tiny body deepened, and Edward landed a few kisses on the Baron's forehead.
"Hey, Brother ... What are you doing?" wonder his sister-in-law.
For a while, Gibran found no answer from his brother's husband. He was silent, watching Edward's cold attitude fade away near the Baron.
"Why can he be with you, Gib?" sue Edward as if he needs an answer from his sister-in-law. Just yesterday he arrived at his home and his wife, suddenly a coincidence led him to a lucky encounter with the Baron by accident.
"He is the son of notary staff Kak Mona," he explained, making Edward again unexpected.
"Staff? Which one?" his great-grandson was confused. 8 years he married Mona, which he knew that the staff in the notary office of his wife only amounted to 3 people. Not a few also he knew them, because the story of the wife.
"Sister Mona added a new staff, and she was the mother of the Baron. What's the matter?" it was Gibran who made Edward nod his head. "Do you know them?" he asked again as if he needed an explanation.
"I only know Bayu ... He was the guy who helped me in the crash 3 years ago" he admitted, which surprised Gibran not to play. Likewise with Baron, who tried to understand the conversation of the two adults.
"Ed, Gib, please help me!" mona shouted from outside.