I'm Not a Wild Grass

I'm Not a Wild Grass
Side Story: Laila - Kiyano



~If you are told to choose to love or be loved, what are your options?


..


If I choose to create the third option.


To love and be loved by the same person...~


✓Laila Love Options


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"Mark doesn't want another sister! that woman sucks!" Mark went home and grumbled.


"Hey! oye! oye! Why is this Mama's son? go home to school and pout gini face anyway?" I asked while crouching in front of my eldest son.


"Assalamu'alaikum! Mama!"


Shortly thereafter Nila came in a hurry. Lala's hand pulled her so excitedly.


"Wa'alaikum salam warohmatullah.. Wahh. Mama's son who prayed has come home. Hello, dear Lala! how are you, son?" I exchanged hugging Nila and Lala at a glance.


"Hello Aunt Mama.. Lala is healthy," Lala replied no longer slurred.


I cringed in shame when I heard Lala's call to me. Aunt Mama. I taught her to call me Aunt. But maybe because he was used to hearing Nila and Mark call me Mama, while he also before her long did not have the figure of Mama. Be the end of it he gave me that title.


"Haha! Brother La! big Brother's kids are so funny! especially this beauty!" said Darman who came in from outside the house.


Darman I asked you to pick up the kids from school today. Because I'm not feeling well today.


"Well funny, Dar?" ask me curious. What else has been done by Nila the youngest.


"Yes as usual, brother. Make rames where you are. How, Brother? any better?" darman asked as he sat on the sofa not far from where I was sitting right now.


"Thank God, it's better, Dar. Ira went to see a doctor. The word is just a slobbery," I replied explaining.


"Ooh. kirain I'll have a new candidate," Darman always ticked me.


I just pinched my stepbrother's waist. Then move the conversation to the starting topic.


But I don't ask Darman anymore. Instead of directly asking Nila directly.


"What story did Nila have in school? why is Brother Mark so upset, Dek?" ask me to relax.


Nila then answered.


"Nila just told Eci. Next time, don't give chocolate to Brother Mark. About it Mark doesn't like it. If you want, give me a milk pillow. Brother Mark likes to drink that!" nila said with a serious expression.


"Mh.. Who's that, Dek?" ask me for information.


"Eci's classmate Nila and Lala, Ma. He likes it like Mark. Fia often nitipin chocolate bars to Nila for Kak Mark. But Brother Mark never wanted to accept his chocolate and always be given back to Nila. Nila can be overweight, Ma, if you often eat chocolate. Later it can be fat again like Teteh Nan.." as well as Nila still with the same serious expression.


Teteh Nan referred to by Nila is Nunik's eldest daughter, Nania. The child did have a rather stocky body compared to a child his age.


"Husshh.. Can't say that ah, Dek. What if Teteh Nan hears Nila's words? teteh Nan will feel sad, you know.." I reprimanded my daughter.


Nila instantly covered her mouth with her own hands. That regret was clearly visible on my Nila face.


"So Mark often said. Don't like your soul mate Mark Sama Eci, Nila! Mark doesn't like it!" Mark half yelled at his twin sister.


"But why can't you, brother? Eci is Nila's best friend. She's really good with Nila and Lala, sister. He used to throw cookies at us. That's fine, isn't it, Ma?" Nila asked for my support for her argument.


Near me, Darman chuckles amusedly at this adult-themed conversation. I was also amazed by the discussion of Nila and Mark who already knew about the match-making.


'Why are children today so fast growing up?' ask me without a sound.


Confused to say what, I finally could only distract myself.


"Already.don't fuss. It's okay to be friends with anyone. But Nila, you should know. If not everyone who likes to share it is a good person. Remember the same Oma story about a kidnapper who gave candy to a child before kidnapping her?" I reminded Nila.


"Oh! is that Ma? but Eci is good, Ma.." Nila remained adamant in her opinion.


"It's okay! mama says it's okay to be friends, too, Ma? the windfall can not be said Aunt Nunik also. That's his name!" babble Nila no longer wants to lose.


Darman. I also almost wanted to laugh when I heard Nila's last words.


"Takabur, honey.not tadabur.. The tadabur, contemplating the greatness of God through all of His creation.if rejecting the windfall is his name takabur.


"No! snob! Brother Mark is arrogant, Ma!" point Nila again at her sister.


"Mama! Nila!"


Mark sulks at me.


Darman was still laughing. And I feel dizzy again in this situation.


Luckily, the next second someone came to my rescue.


"Hayo. Don't bother Mama Laila. Poor thing, Mama's still sick."


Kiyano stepped in with his work suit.


I was surprised to find her figure at this hour coming to my house. I also spontaneously asked.


"Have you come home yet?" ask me then.


"Main briefly. Mama Mutia said you were sick. Then I was worried" replied Kiyano.


"Father!" Lala exclaimed in pleasure. In his embrace Kiyano's legs were so tight.


"Hay baby.. Just got home from school?" kiyano asked while lifting Lala's body up. Makes the girl scream happy.


"Then too! Nila too!" Nika also wants to be lifted up like Lala. And Kiyano immediately complied with his wish.


Shortly after, Mark approached, but did not ask to be lifted up like Lala and Nila.


Maybe Mark is starting to realize that his age is too big to be spoiled.


Mark is currently in the fourth grade. While Lala and Nila are one level below her.


"Hello Mark! Whiz Om healthy?" kiyano's greeting to my eldest son.


"healthy Om!" mark replied with a cheerful smile.


Observing my two children's interaction with Kiyano, I felt relieved. Seiya's children begin to be able to accept Kiyano's existence. So I don't have to worry about our lives for another month.


"Don't Om, dong call her, Mark! will Om Kiyano soon want to marry Mama Laila. So call her to change to Papa?" Darman corrected Mark's remarks.


I'm looking down embarrassed. Darman can talk bluntly like that in front of the children and Kiyano.


"Hmm. That's a good suggestion, Uncle!" Kiyano praised Darman's words.


"So everything will be compact call Papa ya!" Kiyano gave the order.


"Ready Papa!" choir all the kids at the same time.


I was stunned and re-made haru. Two months ago, Kiyano proposed to me on my 36th birthday. In the presence of all my family she dared to declare her love again for the many times. And in the end I also received Kiyano's love back, right in the ninth year since Erlan's death.


I remember what Nunik said to me first.


'Don't limit yourself to limited views, La.. Always prepare yourself to face whatever fate has prepared. Living in the past will get you nowhere. Only regrets that you will feel before the twilight of age. Be brave enough to start a new life. By not forgetting to be with God at every opportunity always. I support you to remarry, La. The children need Papa's figure. You also need a friend to tell a story. Istikharah is!' nunik said first.


I looked at Kiyano with a straight look. And I found the courage again in myself to love someone again.


Kiyano returned my smile. And we kept returning each other smiles in silence, for quite a long time.


In my heart, I poured a greeting for Erlan.


'Ridhi me to love again huh, Lan.. And I will keep your name in the deepest corner of my heart. Untouched by anything or anyone. That's my promise to you, Lan..'


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