He's Mine (Sharing Love)

Misunderstand

Abhimanyu car, already out of the Sunday Market area toll. That's the sign, the two of them, Abhimanyu with Ara, have arrived in Jakarta. Half an hour later, they will be home. That is also if the road is in good condition and not jammed.

But the car's fuel is running low. Finally, Abhimanyu turned his car first towards the nearest gas station, to refuel first.

"Ara go to the toilet for a second, huh?" pamit Ara, when the car stops, for santri at the gas station.

"Bare yourself?" asked the doubting Abhimanyu, if Ara dared to go to the gas station toilet by herself.

Abhimanyu thought if, his son had never been and did not know the area around here.

"Bare dong Yah. It's just deket there. I'll fill up the fuel, later if Ara is not finished and Dad's already, just wait for Deket there!"

Ara answered a question from her father, while pointing towards the exit path of this gas station area. He asked his father to wait for him there when he finished refueling his car.

Abhimanyu nodded at his son's request. He also smiled, looking at the child, who was not spoiled, and was already able to do things on his own. Although not with difficult things. But at least Abhimanyu felt very proud, with all the success and achievements that his son had achieved.

Ara was out of the car. He headed towards the gas station toilet, which was in the building next to the corner, lined with small minimarkets in the gas station.

Abhimanyu watched his son, until his son disappeared, because he had entered the toilet. While he himself, still in line, in order to get fuel for his car.

Before Abhimanyu finished refueling, it turned out that Ara was back.

"Snapy-necked brother?" asked Abhimanyu, who was waiting for his car to be filled.

"Yes, well, don't line up" said Ara, waiting outside and not directly into the car.

Abhimanyu nodded his head, hearing the reply of his son. Now, he pays the refueling bill, then gets in the car immediately, to continue on his way home.

"yeah. Tomorrow, if Ara is seventh grade, Ara takes the bus or transport herself? let me not bother between Ara. It's a different direction."

Suddenly, Ara talked about the new school, when they were on their way again.

"Hmmm..."

Abhimanyu did not respond or comment. He only muttered indistinctly, as he had not been able to give a proper answer. He felt no need to answer it now, as it was still two months away.

He remained concentrated on his steering wheel.

"Well" called Ara, to make sure that her father heard her words. Maybe Ara felt diced by her father.

"Yes, I heard Brother. Wh why? Brother want to be free?" abhimanyu asked, guessing what his son really wanted.

Abhimanyu thought that, children of the same age as Ara, who was developing into teenagers, who sometimes wanted a freedom for his association, and the new times they lived.

"Free how Well. Ara just doesn't want me to bother. There's a different line, between Ara's schools, and the way to Dad's office."

Ara explained about the reason earlier.

"It's okay, brother. Tomorrow we think again, or can also subscribe to the ojek, to shuttle Brother. Not too late and safe either. I can talk to the taxi guy, who's on the base with the housing. At least they understand our family."

Ara was silent at the answer and also the explanation given by her father. He thought that, it was a good idea, and not a hassle.

"Can Yah. Ara so no need to walk to the highway. They were picked up and brought home. Hehe..."

Abhimanyu nodded with a smile, hearing the words of his son, who was so excited to be able to attend school at the foundation that had received it.

Now, Ara just had to wait for the time to graduate from the current elementary school, then change to a new school. And that's two months ahead.

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The eagle was at home. He did not take advantage of his time, which was yesterday in Bogor, to rest for a while in the villa. But he just went back to Jakarta.

Now, he was watching his son, Clouds, who was asleep on the living room sofa.

"Why are the bodies so bruised? This too, there was a still new wound. Did he fight with his friend?"

The eagle thought that, his son had just fought with his friend, to the point of fighting, so that his son's body was not the same as when he lived in Bogor yesterday.

"Have these wounds and bruises been there before I left? Why didn't I pay attention?" ask the Eagle again, to himself.

"Women. The cloud."

By patting his son's shoulders slowly, the Eagle tried to wake the sleeping Cloud, lying on the couch.

"Hmmm..."

The clouds only murmured, but he did not wake up from his sleep either.

"Women. That's your body why? You fighting huh?" asked the Eagle to accuse his son.

"Hmmm..."

The clouds are still unclear. But still not waking up either. Now, the clouds have changed positions, from supine to oblique. He sleeps on his side, facing the back of the sofa.

"God..."

"What's the Eagle?"

The eagle did not continue his call, to wake the Cloud, because it was cut off by the question of his mother, Amel's mother.

"That's Ma. The clouds are fighting? her body was so bruised. And then there are injuries too. Looks like it's still just the wound!" point Eagle at some parts of the body Clouds, which appear there are cuts and bruises.

"Oh that. Not fighting with his friends, but with thugs?" sahut mama Amel, explained to his son, Elang, who had just returned from Bogor.

"What's? Fight with thugs Ma!"

The eagle was shocked when he heard the answer from his mother earlier. He thought if, Clouds fought with thugs because they were involved in something that was not good.

"Hemmm..what a noise!"

Suddenly, the clouds woke up from their sleep. He grumbled, annoyed with his father's screams earlier.

"Women. What kind of gang are you following? How did you get into a fight with thugs?" asked the Eagle quickly, when he heard the grunts of his son.

"Ihss... Dad asked me what the hell?" the Eagle replied by asking back.

"This what? this, this too!"

The eagle pointed towards the body of the Clouds, which still clearly visible cuts and bruises.

"Oma answer what the hell? how come Dad was angry," asked Awan to his mother, Amel, who was still between the two of them.

"Oma just answered, what Oma knows. That's the same bruise it was from fighting with the thugs, right?"

Mama Amel tries to explain to Awan the answer she gave to Eagle, her father Awan.

"Roof... Omas. Clearly also dong, why the cloud to fight with thugs!"

Omaanya, mama Amel, memicing because confused with the words of the Clouds. He did not know, what made the answer was so misunderstood for his son, Eagle, so angry at his grandson, Cloud.

"Woman fights with thugs, because the Clouds help Yah's mothers. Not for the booze!"

Finally, Mama Amel understood the location of the mistake he made, when answering the question from his son earlier.

"Hehehe... Oma had not explained it. Wrong yourself, this father, already pretentious and angry," said mama Amel, while chuckling little, after realizing that, there was a misunderstanding between the three of them.