Festive Collection

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EPS 24'S. THE TERRORS OF THE SUBTLE CREATURES



Four February 2023


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A warm hug landed on my body that was getting tired after work. "Dede dear mama". It sounded in the ears. My tiredness was not felt after my son's embrace and speech.


It's very simple to say, but for me it's very meaningful to provide motivation. Children are the motivation to survive.


A life that is no longer easy to live and live.


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Beautiful day, the atmosphere of the day was scorching during the day. Right in front of the house Ara stopped a motorcycle. His grandfather had just arrived from the post office.


Date one usually grandfather takes his retirement pay, every month. Grandpa is a retired elementary school superintendent.


Joyful not dumbass, happy heart. Ara ran after the motorcycle, which her grandfather was riding.


"Grandparents". His voice is so cheerful.


After getting off the bike Grandpa immediately welcomed his cute grandson. Plastic bags are red and large in size directly reached Ara.


"There must be some wafer drinks and cakes that Grandpa bought me". Maybe that was what Ara's heart said at the time.


"Let's go inside". Grandpa held Ara inside the house. Grandpa's right hand held Ara and his left hand carried a plastic grocery bag.


Ara's grandfather and grandmother's house, not far from the position facing each other. Easy to reach by Ara bulak back from his home to his grandparents' house.


Yakult and a packet of Nabati chocolate wafer were already in Ara's grasp. His laughter and smile were happy.


Likewise with his grandfather, who always brought home Ara's favorite souvenirs.


Though not the first time his grandfather bought the drink and the wafer, but Ara always considered it as the best gift he could get after his grandfather took money retired from the city.


"Mama, dede drank three Yakult" index, middle and pinky fingers pointed at my face.


At the door of the house he drank quickly, in one gulp a small-sized bottle ran out in his voraciously.


His hands were tiny and cute, making an anxious.


Three bottles of drink


that permission he spent, not all at once. At first one bottle he spent, went home and pretended to play in the house, not long after he asked again and again two bottles of Yakult from his grandmother.


"Hmmm ..... Myriad". It does taste sweet, fresh asem especially if you drink in a cold state. It feels in the throat.


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Ara is now three years and five months old, her behavior is funny, unique and sometimes imitates what we say even what we do.


"So the old man cape, tired of knowing", eloquently he said that. I was sitting on the porch when I heard his words.


As his mother, I was confused where the speech came from. Until Ara was so easy to pronounce the language.


"Maybe I said that once, when fatigue strikes?". Sometimes if tired, tired, bored, tired, bored, and erratic thoughts of speech is so easy to get out of the mouth.


Finally maybe it was recorded by Ara's brain, even sometimes speech like commanding, forcing the will, sulking even nagging. Ara did, especially when she wanted something.


The child is a great imitator.


Unthinkable sadness when children imitate the bad things of the father, mother, friends, family and environment.


It's not just the behavior that children imitate. Speech or language that is heard in his ears, he absorbs in his brain, without again digesting the language is good, polite or not.


The smart, selfie-smart child's aura, his style is full of expression.


Never say anything wrong or dirty, Ara will quickly catch on. And repeat what he heard.


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"De, what else?". Grandfather approached Ara who was engrossed in playing alone on her red folding mattress. The color has begun to wear, the flowers of the mattress cover have faded. Ara and folding mattress are like the side of the currency that cannot be separated.


"What's the cake?".


Ara replied as she opened her beautiful eyes, leading to her grandfather who was standing not far from Ara's sight.


"Here, don't you want to?, Grandpa has this". Grandpa's hand shows a package of gifts that have been wrapped neatly, the size is large.


A gift that has been prepared by grandfather, the paper is pink and has a picture of Hello Kitty, Ara's favorite anime.


Her grandfather knew very well Ara's favorite. Likewise, on the contrary, know very well about things that are not in love.


"What is a cake?"


"Gift to Dede Ara".


Ara who was happy with the gift, immediately welcomed her grandfather with a sweet smile decorated with dimples on his left and right.


Ara immediately opened a gift from her grandfather, slowly helped by her mother and sister.


Ssssrrrtttt the sound of pink gift paper began to open slowly, tara.... Tara .... Open Special gift gift from grandfather. Ara was very happy, she expressed her happiness with prancing on her folding mattress. A happy laugh cannot be separated from him.


A toy he had coveted had materialized. His grandfather bought it as a special gift.


A horse made of plastic, can be ridden yellow.complete with a black tail. On top of his head was a button that could be rung.


Each push of the button will sound and there is a glittering color bouncing from inside the horses.


Grandfather who always tried to make his grandson happy, made a smile on his cheek.


"Thank you grandpa,". Said Ara while clutching tightly and kissing her beloved grandfather.


"Together". Grandpa returned the warm embrace of his granddaughter.


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If we can afford it does not have to be asked, whatever the child wants will want to be fulfilled. However, because of simple circumstances, not all children's wishes are fulfilled.


But it is also not good if all the wishes of the child are followed, the child becomes spoiled.


Grandpa Ara was not materially exaggerated, but out of affection for her granddaughter. And know very well the situation we are not able to buy toys that are quite expensive to drain the contents of our pockets as parents.


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Every good and evil done by an adult is firmly planted in the memory, imprinting it in the memory.


The sanctity of children should not be tarnished. Children of grace and care from God who must be treated and cared for with all their heart.


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Thank you for being a part of my life. Forgive me for not being a good mother and fulfilling your wishes. Madaniyah Naura Kareem. The name I put on you.


Prayer and hope may you become a successful, happy child, reach for your goals and find love.


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