I'm Not a Wild Grass

Many Children (POV Laila)

Since dreaming of Erlan a few nights ago, I feel my heart becomes much calmer now.

Erlan's last words in my dream seemed to be an oasis for my heart that had been feeling arid for the past few years.

'I love you, La. forever and ever..'

Just that one sentence alone, and I could stare at my days ahead with a more sincere smile. It's not the artificial smile I've carved for the people closest to me. Nor is it the meaningless smile I share for all my business colleagues.

I can really smile from my heart. Because I realized and was reminded again by Erlan in my dream yesterday. I once had a man who loved me with all his heart.

This feeling of being loved is the strange thing that makes my life force slowly return by itself.

My daily activities take children to school and occasionally go to La Luna boutiques, I live with a happier heart.

I enjoy every second of my time with the kids and family with a joking laugh that starts to re-color my day.

This change was noticed by those close to me. One of them is Nunik.

During an afternoon visit to the house, Nunik invited his three children to my house. Baby Nan, the eldest daughter of Nunik and Mas Aryo, has now transformed into a tiny girl like her Mother.

Nania Mirah is a shy yet smiling girl. I've always felt anxious to pinch Nania's kingpin's cheek.

Nania will be seven years old next month. Nunik's plan was to invite me to eat with his family to celebrate the princess' birthday. But Nunik suddenly commented on the changes that have happened to me lately.

"Is there anything good going on in the boutique, La?" Ask Nunik one day.

"Yes? There are. Thank God my boutique is taking part in the B fashion show next week. Thank God." I said honestly.

We were both sitting on the sofa in the living room. Staring at the crowd created by the three children of Nunik and also my own two children.

After Baby Nan, one year later Nunik gave birth again. A son whom he gave the name of Angkasa Raya. A unique name that tickles the ignorance in me to mingle his weirdness in naming his two children.

Nania Mirah might still be pretty okay not too weird. But the Great Space? Why don't you all become a Praising Space instead? Like the lyrics of a national anthem that is often sung when it is silent first? Haha.

Against my throttling, Nunik replied with his patient sentence.

"The name of Angkasa Raya also has a good prayer from me and Mas Aryo, La. I hope Angkasa can have a big heart as big as space. And also always celebrate his life with a heart that is always grateful to Allah swt," said Nunik first.

And I was immediately made silent when I heard Nunik's words. A little bit insinuated because I gave the name Mark and Lanila just based on a cursory remark from Erlan alone.

"Wahh. nice is that! Alhamdulillah yes. Now the Lail boutique business means growing, yes il. Didn't expect Lail to turn out to be a reliable entrepreneur as well yes," Nunik praised me.

I smiled broadly. And only a short saying, "alhamdulillah.the power of God, Nun!"

I looked about two meters in front of the sofa where we were sitting at the moment. Nila was arguing with Space. While Nania and Mark were accompanying baby Go to play stacking blocks.

Baby Go is the third son of Nunik and Mas Aryo who is now three years old. Mark like his happy with the silent and submissive baby Go. The two often play take off and string the stacking blocks together.

Meanwhile, the personality of Angkasa is more chatty than his two brothers more often argue with my youngest daughter, Nila.

I chuckled when I heard Angkasa and Nila debate about the strongest superheroes according to their respective versions.

Both are still equally lispy. And the posture of the two is almost similar. Space is only a few months younger than Nila.

"The strongest is Lubi, Ang! He has a nice umbrella and a magic bag. Walna walni rainbow kayak. Telus can also make belubah into doctel.. So balbel (meaning barber, barber).. So.." Nila's speech was cut by Space.

"No! The strongest is boboiboy! He can turn into a lot! Boboiboy! Ciaattt..boboiboy again! Shuut...." Angkasa exclaims while demonstrating some scenes of boboiboy cartoons on television.

"Lubi is the most powerful, Ang! Isn't that Mak's sister?!" Nila asked for support on her twin.

And Mark immediately agreed without knowing exactly what the sister was asking. He's still cool at putting together blocks with baby go and Nia. The third bersin beam without sound.

"That's right! Brother Mak also said Lubi is the most powerful!" Seru Nila was satisfied because her argument gained support.

As if not to lose, Nila stood up. Then he suddenly picked up a toy stick, pointed it up, then spun once and brandished the stick towards Angkasa.

"Lubi rainbow umbrella! Hiyaaah!!" Shouted Nila.

Space returns to reply. This time he stood up straight, and ruffled his waist. His mouth was then deliberately swept away and blew the wind.

"Boboiboy wind! Shuuuuuuhhhh!!"

I laughed when Angkasa accidentally blew his saliva also towards Nila. So as to make Nila who is quite hygienic it immediately screams disdain.

"Yahhh..! Jolok numbers! Mamaa! Play the game, Maa!" Nila slid towards me.

While Angkasa continued to chase after Nila while spitting his saliva towards Nila. Unfortunately his pursuit of Nila must end when Nunik catches her tiny body.

"Price darling. Don't play so much. That's not polite, honey." said Nunik.

But Angkasa still has not heard the phrase Nunik. He was still trying to spurt his saliva towards Nila who was now hiding behind me.

"Rare numbers! Nila don't want to play with the numbers anymore!" Nila swear.

Nunik and I looked at each other.

Realizing that Nila's speech earlier will not be fulfilled with certainty. Because as already, Nila and Angkasa will definitely return to play together again.

The kids are so. Angry them at one time, they will easily forget at another time.

Children are not people who hold grudges. Sevokal whatever the vow sentence he said, children always have an airy heart in forgiving.

Not like adults in general.

"Hh..Nunics.. Angkasa. let's get better. Play it don't get angry dong, son. Remember what Mother Nunik said, right? Laa taghdob wa lakal. Don't be angry, then for you heaven!" I tried to get the two boys together.

"The numbers are Mah! Play it up! Nila doesn't like it! Don't like it!" Said Nila behind my back.

"If that's bad! Said Boboiboy is the most powerful, not Lubi!" Angkasa cried.

"Luby!"

"Boboiboy!"

"Luby!"

The two boys continued to shout at each other. To make the atmosphere in the family room became very crowded.

Then came Mama Mutia into the room with a large plate of cookies studded with choco chips. Children's favorite snacks.

"Hayo! Oma has cake. Who wants to?" Mama said as she approached the sofa I was sitting on.

Instantly, the attention of the five boys was immediately fixed on the plate that Mama Mutia was holding.

All of them immediately shouted "want! Want to!". Then he approached Mama until she was overwhelmed.

I was in a hurry to help my mother.

"Eitz! It's a toy, right? Let's all wash our hands first! Let no germs come in when you eat!" I reminded.

All of them simultaneously go to the sink that is in the kitchen. And we were made to shake our heads when we saw the behavior of Nila and Angkasa who now joined hands peacefully towards the kitchen. The two sang "Let's Wash Hands" together. Totally forgot about the dispute that had happened just a moment ago.

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