JODOHKU MR. DUDA

The Birthday of El

"Astag." Angga patted his eel with one hand. Eyes stay focused in front.

"Why, Mas?" many wonder.

"I forgot, there was a gift I had prepared. Back to the apartment, how?"

"Yes, it's okay."

"OK." The man's thump turned the wheel, turning around.

"There should be no need to bother either, Mom. We just give thanks, at most later share the delivery of mini tumpeng to the neighbors."

"Yes, it's okay Nis. Let El have a new toy from his future father."

The deg! Suddenly my heart was beating. Quickly put the face to the window, to cover my race.

"Kok, quiet? I'm sorry to shock you, but honestly my intentions are."

Down, take a deep breath. My hands are sweating.

"Learn each other first, Mas."

"Hem." The car enters the apartment parking area.

"Come, Nis, come. Lonely parking lot, afraid there's something going on."

I stepped down hesitantly, isn't this the place of Gods as well?

"Calculate Nis, there I am. We'll face him together if he bullies you" Angga said. It seems he knows my anxiety. I smiled, nodding.

Walk through the hallway of the apartment, until it is right in front of the door number 173 belongs to Angga. Pressing the pin to open the door.

"Nis In."

"No need, Mas. I'll just wait here."

Angga nodded, understanding my choice.

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When he opened the door, God saw Nisa and Angga coming out of the elevator. Quickly he hid, behind the door that did not close tightly.

[What did the man want, take Nisa?] he murmured in the heart.

Not to mention his eagle eyes watching the two of them. His feeling was a little relieved, when he saw Nisa just standing in front of the door, while Angga went inside.

[It looks like they're going somewhere,] as soon as he snatches the jacket, the car keys. As fast as lightning slipped out, headed for the parking lot, waiting for Nisa and Angga. Pretty sharp instinct.

And sure enough, not long after. It looks like Angga walks with a cody bag, containing parcels wrapped in colorful paper. Nisa walked behind him.

The god frowned, looking at the box that was poking out from within the cody bag.

I don't know what Angga said, making the woman who had walked next to him laugh.

[Can you laugh with him? while with me,] his lips were tight. Bemoan.

Slowly God's car, following the speed of Angga's vehicle. Keep a distance so as not to be discovered if he is following his ex-wife.

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At midnight they arrived at the village. Stop at the blue house. From a distance the gods could see the door open. How surprised he was, when he saw Santika welcoming the arrival of the two.

It seems like he is starting to understand the failure to find Nisa's whereabouts all this time.

Eyes begin to sleep. God did not expect, the journey trailing Nisa and Angga took about eight hours. Find information about the nearest lodging, via mobile phone. Unfortunately, there are no hotels. Only homestays are run by local residents. There's no other choice.

Meanwhile, at Santika's house.

"Then excuse me Mom, want to find lodging first" said Angga.

"Let's stay here, it's late at night. It just so happened that there was one empty room," Santika bargained.

"Yes, Mas. You must also be tired from the drive itself," said Nisa. Santika glanced at Nisa, smiling inwardly when she heard her daughter calling Angga 'Mas'

"Thank you, ma'am, you have allowed to stay in this house" said Angga mannered.

Santika then drove the man with a height of 170 cm, towards the room in question. Nisa is soon to meet El who is asleep. Tumbens.

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A pair of shoes with led lights that surround the bottom, become a gift for Ben Elard.

"Say what, honey?"

"Maacih Mamaa" replied El with a grin on her lips.

One by one, all came to El to embrace and give the best prayer on the day of his birth.

Not to miss the man who came with Nisa, Angga.

A large parcel had already passed into El's hands. Her plain face beamed receiving a box containing robotic toys. He ran here and there.

"El, here baby. We cut the cone first," said Nisa, leading to cut the cone-shaped rice.

The first cut was given to Santika, then Cakrawangsa El's grandfather.

"Now thanks to Om, do not forget to say thank you for being given a gift. Come on baby," pinta Nisa.

El walked slowly, towards Angga. Her tiny hand thrust out a plate, containing a slice of rice tumpeng. The man accepted with a laugh on his lips.

"Maacih, Papaa," said El innocently.

Dueerr!!

Nisa swallows the saliva, her parents and merta show a dumbfounded face, hearing papa's designation for Angga. While Angga is just a crybaby. The atmosphere of the living room suddenly turned awkward.

"Nis, help mom in the kitchen. Ready-made ice fruit," Santika says breaks the stiffness.

"Yes, Ma." Go into the kitchen to prepare a glass as a container of fruit ice.

"What is your relationship with Angga, Nis," asked Santika while the two were in the kitchen.

"It's normal, Ma."

"Right, ordinary? Mama heard you called 'Mas' instead of 'Pak' anymore," Santika said looking at Nisa.

The woman's hand stopped arranging the glass and spoon. However, he answered.

"Naresh told me about Angga. Mama said let you decide. If you like it, nothing. Maybe it's time you got another household."

"Nisa's not ready, ma'am. Still want to spend money on El's school."

Santika sighed, "Are you traumatized by marriage?"

"No, Mom. It's just not thought of."

"Yes, slowly thought. Let us be calm, you have to take care even away from the old man."

Nisa's just stalling. Bring out that fresh drink.

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El is seen running around in the yard, carrying a robot toy in his hand. Angga sat down beside Nisa. They enjoy Santika's ice. Every now and then the woman bribed El.

Angga did not want to waste the opportunity to be close to the little boy in front of him. Join in playing together. No matter who attracted whom, the two of them were quickly familiar. El is not awkward to hug Angga, and vice versa. Nisa saw all of that with a happy heart.

While across the street, under an acacia tree. God gripped the car steering wheel. There was a sound of teeth ringing with rage. [He's my son! El should have played with me! Not with Angga] it breaks in the heart.

Soon the Gods turned on the machine, wanting to leave the place that made his eyes and heart heat up. At least he knows where Nisa and El are. It's just a plan to get their hearts back.

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