
"Yes, there's still time! I also want to go home Sri. Da.. Sri, Assalamu' Alaikum!" said the pamit Minah while raising a bamboo basket containing empty bottles to her back.
"Wa'alaikumsalam!" sri replied, waving her hand.
Minah stepped out of Sri to the highway where the pick-up car driven by Karyo was parked beside the gate.
Meanwhile, Sakti is out of his classroom and looking for the whereabouts of Sri.
"Mama Ci!" call Sakti.
"Dear on, let's go home!" answer and request from Sri.
"Come ma! Later help Sakti work on Pe er ya ma, pe er Sakti much!" serik Sakti with her innocent face.
"Dear, let's find out if Mang Ujang has come?" sri said while holding Sakti.
"Good!" answer Sakti with her charm.
The two then set foot leaving the school and after arriving outside the school fence, they spread their gaze around the place.
"That's papa ma's car!" exclaim Sakti while pointing towards the car that he is very familiar with.
"Where? oiya that's it, let's go there now!" exclaim Sri who tightened in holding the hand of Sakti, and the two half ran to the place where the Bima car driven by the Bima family's private driver was parked.
A moment later, they arrived at the side of the car.
"Mang Ujang, when did you get here again?" sri asked while opening the car door at the back.
"It's just the madam." Mang Ujang replied as he turned to the source of the voice.
"Oh, we just go home!" exclaimed Sri while lifting the body of Sakti so that it can climb into the car.
"Oiya madam!" the driver replied and after Sri got into the car, Mang Ujang ran the car at a speed that was out of the village and headed to the highway.
Along the way Sakti sang children's songs as taught in his school.
"Sakti, Mama Ci there is a kindergarten song in the village of Mama Ci. Is Sakti listening?" sri asked when Sakti stopped singing.
"You.mau.ma!" answer Sakti with his carefree spirit.
"Alright, mama Ci sang and Sakti listened first later to sing if he could sing it." said Sri while looking at Sakti with affection.
"Yes ma!" sakti answered who then listened to Sri's words.
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Zero this Enok
Enok is not
This one is one
One of my noses
Two this is two
My two eyes
Three is three
Three wheel rickshaw (Ting.tong..Ting.bue)
Four is four
Four feet table
Five this is five
Five Pancasila
Pancasila
The Supreme Godhead
Adi and Civilized Humanity.
Indonesian Unity.
Diligence Led by Wisdom Wisdom in Consultancy/Representation.
Social Justice for All Indonesians.
Sometimes Sri helps Sakti repeat the song that Sri sang earlier.
Before long they had arrived in front of Sri's in-laws' house. Then Sri and Sakti got down from the car and they stepped foot into the house.
"Assalamu'alaikum!" say hello Sri and Sakti simultaneously.
"Wa'alaikumsalam!" reply a middle-aged woman who is none other than Marlina Sakti's grandmother.
"Eh, grandma's granddaughter is home!" marlina exclaimed as Sri and Sakti entered the house.
Sri stepped into the kitchen to put the empty Sakti lunch box in the dishwasher.
Mama Ci then washed the lunchbox and after it was finished, put the lunchbox into place.
"Why is the lady?" tanya mbok ni who is behind Sri.
"This is washing the Sakti lunchbox" Sri replied as she dried her hands with a napkin that was always available in the kitchen
"That's my duty madam!" said mbok Ni who was not feeling well.
"It's okay - what mbok Ni. After all, it is only light, not until five minutes are finished. He.he..!" sri said while reviewing her smile.
"I want to help Sakti work on his pe er mbok!" pamit Sri.
"Yes madam!" reply Mbok Ni and Sri stepped foot into the living room where Sakti was still with his grandmother.
Sakti immediately kissed the back of her grandmother's right hand, and Marlina gently rubbed Sakti's head.
"Sakti wants to go to Oma's room first!" serik Sakti who then stepped her feet towards her room.
Sri followed the little boy, and previously nodded her head while smiling at her in-laws.
And her in-laws replied to her with a smile as well. Then Marlina set foot to the front porch of her house, to sit - sitting relaxed outside the house.
While Sri and Sakti set foot towards the Sakti room.
After opening the door, Sakti stepped onto her desk and placed her school bag on the table.
"What kind of clothes do you want to wear?" sri asked while opening the door of a small blue closet with a picture of the favorite Naruto cartoon character of the owner.
"Any mother, the important thing is that there is a picture of Naruto! he.he..!" sakti answered while chuckling.
"Hadeuh, little boy Naruto fan!" murmured Sri inwardly while smiling.
Sri took a stel of casual t-shirts bearing a picture of Naruto cartoons, and then handed it to Sakti.
Sakti accepts her and then steps her foot into the bathroom, to change her clothes.
Because he has been taught to change clothes not in front of others, what else in front of women.
Sri opened the Sakti school bag and opened the magic books and saw the homework that the teacher gave to Sakti.
Before long Sakti finished changing her clothes, then she came out of the bathroom and stepped her feet toward Mama Ci - her.
"Mama Ci, help Sakti do the homework!" pinta Sakti when it is next to Sri
"Mama didn't want to help, but she just directed. So Sakti does it yourself, plant-based Maman who will correct it" said Sri while staring at Sakti.
"Okay ma, it's important that Mama Ci stay here!" said spoiled Sakti while smiling.
Dan Sakti then does his homework, and Sri keeps a close eye on and corrects it.
After finishing, Sri invites Sakti to lunch.
"Sakti darling, we eat lunch first yes, after that Sakti dhuhur prayer and nap" said Sri to Bima's son.
"Yes ma!" sakti answered and the two then set foot out of the Sakti room towards the dining room.
Sri days after being abandoned Bima walk as usual, until a few days later, Rafa and Talina return home from overseas to take a vacation and see the studio business Rafa left two months ago.
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