I'm The One You Throw Out

What is Jakarta Like

"Mamah, what is the city of Jakarta? Is it the same city we live in?" rayan chirped cheerfully.

Since this morning the toddler looked happy, a smile continued to be etched on her red and wet lips. His eye skin even looks wrinkled because it continues to be narrowed by a smile.

Praise from his peers makes Rayan happy. They said, he was similar to Fatih. At first glance there is a resemblance to the man, because since in the womb he is a figure who is alert beside the Mother.

"Later you know, baby, if you're there, too" Seira replied as she glanced at her son from the front seat.

Ripples of his face dissatisfied, he turned to Bi Sari who was sitting beside him. Fatih smilingly watched them from the middle rearview of the car.

"Do you know what Jakarta is? Come, Grandma. Why won't Mom say it?" Her little lips curl funny.

Inviting laughter of adults who are in one car with him.

"In Jakarta there are many tall buildings, large cars, fast trains, city buses, and more. Later Rayan will definitely see one-on-one there," Bi Sari replied as she reviewed the smile for the toddler.

The two manic are curious, the most wanted quickly to arrive in a city called Jakarta where the papa has been working. He sat back, his mouth open, his eyes fixed on the ceiling of the car. Imagining anything that was mentioned by Bi Sari.

Seira frowned while smacking an anxious smile, Bi Sari also held back from laughing at her behavior.

"What do you think, baby?" seductive Seira can't stand the itching on the tongue.

"At home, Rayan had nothing called Grandma. Papah, right, always buys toys. I think Rayan has it all. Mobilan, the mapping, the bus, everything," always stretched his hands wide.

True, everything that Bi Sari mentioned was indeed at home even though it was only a toy. So, his brain was stroking while spelling out every toy he had.

"Oh, that's real, baby, but what we'll see later is real. Rayan can ride in it, and a lot of people can ride too" Seira timps with anxiety.

His round eyes widened, increasingly bright.

"Really, Mah? Rayan can ride? Rayan wants to take the fast train!" he shouted while moving his right hand swiftly.

"Yes, honey. Later Papah invites Rayan to take the fast train, where Rayan wants." Fatih.

Bugh!

The body of the man sitting behind the wheel was jolted forward when Rayan slammed into his chair.

"Really, Pah?"

His voice pierced through the eardrum, slightly grimacing Fatih made, but he still smiled and nodded.

"Horay!"

The toddler returned to his seat, cheering like he had just gotten a new toy.

"Yes, Pah. Grandma knew Rayan was going to play at Grandma's house with Aunty?" tanyanya after satisfied cheering.

"No, honey. We'll give them a surprise." Fatih.

Bi Sari and Seira just fell silent while paying attention.

"Later they'll be shocked. Wow ... Grandma's Grandma's granddaughter! Aunty's handsome! That's it, huh, Pah?" the tan is absolutely adorable.

"What's Grandma's house like, Mah? Mama would know." He asked again after quite a while of silence and cool himself.

"You don't know yet, dear." Seira regretted, he glanced at Fatih who did not react to anything.

"Well, if Papah, you know?"

Laughter bubbled from the men he asked, children are sometimes silly. I can't wait for Rayan to hear the answer.

"At Grandma's house there are many toys prepared by Aunty, also Grandma has prepared a special room for Rayan. Surely Rayan likes the same room," replied Fatih who developed a smile on her lips.

"Well, Rayan can't wait to see her room. Must be like that picture on Aunty's phone, right. The mattress is in the shape of a car" he said again spelling out memories when he was with Biya.

Almost all the way, the car was filled with Rayan's chatter even though it still sounded lispy, but the vocabulary he had was already rich.

Silent. Seira glanced at the back seat, Bi Sari fell asleep while holding onto the head of Rayan who was also sleeping comfortably. He turned when a touch grasped his fingers. Fatih brought Seira's hand closer to her lips, kissed the back of the hand affectionately, pouring out her burning feelings.

Seira was full, the red hue on her cheeks could not be hidden. He let warm up continue to penetrate to the heart.

"Thank you, baby. You do not have to be afraid to live in Jakarta again, there I will take care of you also Rayan from anything that will make you dangerous. Believe me," Fatih said as he glanced at Seira for a moment.

A smile etched sincerely on Seira's lips, last night he had to force his heart to throw away fear. He succeeded and finally decided to join Fatih living in Jakarta. Occupy the house that has been provided by her husband and now occupied by Mother with Biya.

"I thought about it all, Mom. It was time for me to forget all, I miss Mom and Dad too. We will find their tombs, yes. I want to know Mas as they are" Seira replied with a clear heart.

"Yes, honey. I want to meet them too." Once again he kissed the back of Seira's hand, and throughout the journey the link between the two could not be separated.

Occasionally Fatih would hold it in his chest, warming his heart that was in flowery flowery. His patience produced a sweet result, Seira himself asked to stay in Jakarta.

Remember their conversation last night before bed. Seira clasped Fatih's hand warmly, looking at the man lovingly.

"Mas, I thought and broke up to come with you to live in Jakarta. The effort here I want to give the same foundation, so that the orphans here are not in trouble. It's okay, isn't it, Mas?" said it last night.

Surprised, but glad not to be.

"You sure?" Fatih held back her overflowing excitement.

Seira nodded firmly, there was no hesitation in her eyes like then. Fatih pulled his wife's body into the arms, showering her head with a kiss.

"Thank you, baby. Thanks though. You do not have to worry about your business, Mas agreed if you want to grantin this store the same foundation. Your cake shop branch in Jakarta is fast-paced. He even plans to open another branch in another city. Mas seneng dengernya, the same mother Biya must also be horrified by this news," said Fatih did not release his embrace.

Seira also tightened her arms, smiling full of happiness.

"But, Mom, don't tell me first. Let's just give you a surprise, it's okay, right?" the door raised its head.

One kiss landed on her sweet lips, no problem. That doesn't matter at all.

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Hello, All brothers. Thank you for being faithful to Seira's story. If they live in Jakarta, they will likely meet with Zafran. Let's find them!

The author reminded me, yes, Rayan is three years old and just how to talk about three-year-old children.