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Aksa Manja's

The journey from Jakarta to Bali Island takes approximately two hours. Keno and the family had arrived there at exactly twelve in the afternoon, they immediately stayed at the hotel that had been booked before after lunch.

"Your room is here, Sa. Papa and Mama's room is next to him" exclaimed Keno as they reached the hotel room door.

Aksa looked up at Papa and Mama in turn, there was a fear from his face. "I don't want to be in my own room."

"Why?" tanya Aira aligned her body with her son.

"Usually you're also your own room, don't want anyone else in your room." Keno was a little surprised by his son, Aksa just kept quiet and harbored fear. In the plane to this hotel, Aksa did not take off Keno and Aira's hands.

"I'm afraid that Papa and Mama will leave me, so I'd better room with you guys" Aksa replied, lowering her head.

"Papa and Mama must have deliberately booked me a room by themselves so I didn't know that you guys were leaving, right? You must have planned something to leave me here" Aksa added. And this time he sobbed, his crying was heartbreaking.

"Aksaaaa, hey hey hey...Why are you so whiny, son?" Aira immediately grabbed her son and held him. He knew that his son was very scared because of Keno's mess yesterday.

"Your mind is there, where maybe we'll leave you here. You are Papa's son with the only Mama, and the most valuable," said Keno rubbed Aksa's back. He opened the door and told his wife and son to rest first.

Aira drops her body and Aksa on the bed. The boy was still crying.

"Aksa, Mama won't leave you at any time. Don't think like that anymore huh, Mama don't like." The woman wiped the tears that kept coming out soaking her child's puffed cheeks, she then kissed him. There is guilt in him for having a chance to joke with his son until Aksa became frightened like this.

Keno just smiled to see it, he then joined to lay his body on the mattress with Aksa who was in the middle. He hugged Aksa and kissed her.

"You're not leaving Aksa, are you?" ask Aksa a hiccup.

"No way," replied Keno and Aira simultaneously as she kissed Aksa's cheek.

"Promise yes." Aksa stretched out her two little fingers and was greeted by little Keno and Aira.

"Promise!"

"I love you" said Aksa, peeping at Keno and Aira alternately.

"Now rest first yes, later in the afternoon we see the sunset on the beach kuta!" exciting Keno.

"Ready, Papa!" sahut Aira and Keno.

The three of them fell asleep, clutching each other's bodies. Aksa looked relieved, but still looked a little scared. He clutched his parents' hands that were holding him.

*****

Time has shown three o'clock in the afternoon, Aira and Keno wake up first. While Aksa, he was still soundly asleep let alone hugged his parents.

"What time, baby?" ask Keno while stretching his muscles.

"It's three o'clock" replied Aira. He was busy looking at and stroking the face of his son who was still asleep.

"A child as small as that can think as it turned out. There's-there's just, where maybe we'll leave it," Keno chuckled. He looked at Aksa's face.

"Aksa baperan the guy, already know his papa likes to joke, but he still nanggepin serious."

"You said yesterday that he was very rich, he became serious too" said Aira. "Sorry poor Papa, baby. Don't think like that anymore" Aira added, peeping Aksa's forehead.

He then woke up to tie his unraveling hair and prepared to take a bath. "I take a shower first yes, please take care of Aksa for a moment" he told Keno.

"We're taking a shower together!" keno exclaimed, he got up and took his wife to the bathroom. Aira just shook her head, she was used to this Keno act. Almost every day they take a shower together.

Aira immediately filled the water in the bath up and mixed it with a mind-soothing spa soap. She and her husband immediately went inside, Keno holding Aira and holding her from behind. Playing with soap, joking and laughing as usual.

"Your hands if you can't be them later I cut the tablets, baby." said Aira when Keno's hands began guerrilla in his body.

"Let's do it again, I want it" whispered Keno teasingly.

Aira sighed and let her husband do as he pleased.

"Mah...pah.he said will not leave me hikks...hiks...hiks..." Aksa's cry interspersed with that made Keno and Aira's activities stop instantly.

They immediately rinsed the body and came out to his son who was crying roaring. "Aksa, why are you crying?" ask Aira.

The child then approached his mother who was wrapped in a towel and hugged him. "I thought you guys left me" he said. He was so scared when he woke up and did not find his parents.

"How many times do you have to tell me you're not leaving! Ah, you're just interfering with our activities" muttered Keno, he was a little upset because it didn't feel good.

"What were you guys doing?"

"Mandi together!" keno replied, the man immediately flushed his wife. He could have said that in front of his son.

*****

The family reached Kuta Beach. The beach is very beautiful and never empty of visitors, both local and foreign tourists. One of the places in Bali that must be visited to see the beautiful sunset.

"Aksa, until when do you want to be carried by papa? Go it alone" cried Keno. Since getting out of the hotel, Aksa does not want to walk alone. He always asked to be carried by the Papa on the grounds that his legs hurt.

"My leg hurts, Pah. It hurts so much" Aksa choked as she held her knee.

Aira laughed anxiously at him, she knew very well if the child was just pretending. "Aksa turned out to be good at acting, yes" chirped Aira interspersed with laughter.

"Hufft, you spoiled bastard! Whose son is it!"

"Papa dong's daughter!" sahut Aksa is excited.

"Bah, Mah. Let's go around, but I'm still carrying Papa." Aksa remained on Keno's back and held his hand around Keno's neck.

"Will you be tired, dear? Let's go down, you're really spoiled today, '" said Aira persuaded Aksa, but the boy kept shaking.

Keno then obeyed Aksa, the three of them walking down the white sand barefoot. Chatted cheerfully, especially Aksa. The boy was very chatty, he always made Aira and Keno chuckle with his babbles.