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“Bara.” Call Grandpa Santosa slowly.
“What's up, Cake?” Bara asked by looking at the grandfather.
“Grandfather hope you can be nice with Stevani, even if you first meet. Grandpa can see that she's a good, understanding girl just like you. Try opening your heart to Stevani even if it takes time.” Grandpa Santosa said at length.
Only a thousand languages remained silent listening to Grandfather's words, he threw his gaze out the window. Sighing deeply, he was also thinking about how he would live the household ark. To be honest he has not been able to forget the woman who had damaged his heart, but seeing how the woman maintained the household with her best friend made Bara think.
Whether he will also maintain his household even though there will be no love present between the two or he will realize his feelings at the end of the story. He does not want to be like the man in the novel who always regretted at the end of the story, at a time when love was gone.
“You should be happy Bara.” Grandpa Santosa.
Bara just nodded without any intention to answer, now the white SUV car has arrived at the Hospital. Grandpa Santosa is still getting treatment as long as Bara has not approved of the grandfather being returned.
“Grandpa wants to go to the park?” Ask Bara.
“Bby.” Answer the grandfather.
Bara took over the nurse's job and pushed the wheelchair Grandpa Santosa was using toward the park next to the hospital. Jundi is having a meeting at a restaurant.
Late in the afternoon, make the sun start to dim not as bright as the day. Many patients dressed in hospital clothes were also in the park with relatives, Bara stepped foot into one of the chairs under a shady tree.
Bara sat in a chair made of cement and Grandpa Santosa's wheelchair was beside him, both silent by staring at the people before them. Until a rubber ball stops right at Bara's feet, a boy runs over.
“Sorry uncle it's my ball.” Speak to the boy in a slurred voice.
Bara smiled and handed the rubber ball he had previously taken to the little boy.
“Thank you, uncle.” Said the boy who then ran away from Bara and Grandpa Santosa.
“Then, you were like him too. Love to play football with dad in the back of the mansion and your mom came to bring snacks for you. We may remember the past but not the past a reason to delay your happiness. Your parents must be sad to see you from heaven, then let it pass because they are dead, and the story of his life has stopped.”
“Fearful Bus, Cake.” Answer Bara with both eyes that are already foggy.
“Bara is afraid of not being able to be a good family head, a good husband, and a good father as well, What if Bara left Bara's children as a child like Mommy and Daddy?” Continue Bara with a vibrating tone.
“All parents would love to watch their children grow up and have a family, but not all parents get that chance. True Your Father and Mother have no chance to see you grow up but not with you because the destiny of every human being is different.” Grandpa Santosa answered with a tight grip on the grandson's hand.
Bara roughly wiped the tears that had started to shed on her cheeks, “What Bara can?” Ask Bara again.
“Of course there can be grandfather who will always be with you.” Grandpa Santosa replied with a smile.
Bara raised the blanket to the chest, after enough conversation in the park Grandpa Santosa felt the sleepiness that struck maybe because of the effect of the drug he drank after lunch with the family of his future wife.
Until he felt his phone vibrate, the handsome man moved away from the cage where his grandfather was resting. The foreign number on his flat object, his forehead wrinkled but his fingers mossed moving until the call died and entered again,
“Hallo.
“This who?” Ask Bara confused.
“Oh god, have you forgotten your future wife.” Stevani replies on the phone by shaking her hair, though Bara cannot see.
Bara only ber oh ria course because he himself today was very tired and lazy if you have to argue with Stevani.
“Don't you dare to close my phone, this is tomorrow we have to go to the boutique to do the clothing.” Stevani told Bara.
“You can do it yourself.” Answer Bara in a flat tone.
“Hey! I got married there's a partner and it's you magpie! You think I'm married to a mannequin, oh come on. I'm a public figure what if a lot of journalists cover me secretly and there will be news if a Stevani Kristoff comes alone at the boutique.” Cecar Stevani at length to Bara.
“You're as noisy as a Kakapo Bird.” Oluk Bara by presenting a little cell phone.
“Kakapo Birds? I'll look it up on the internet, if it's not pretty watch out for you.” Stevani Threatens.
Bara just smiled and waited for Stevani's reaction when he saw the Kakapo, Bara's fingers count to three.
“1 … 2 … 3 …”
Until the thunderous sound on the phone made Bara laugh loudly even forget if Grandpa Santosa was resting at this time.
“Yes! The ember! I'm not round and fat like that bird!” Shouted Stevani.
“Hahaha .. I didn't say you were moon and fat, I just said if your voice was noisy like that bird.” Bara answered with the rest of his laughter even the corner of Bara's eyes came out tears.
The Kakapo is also called the owl betet, with perfect green and yellow feathery facial spots endemic to New Zealand. The animal has a flat round face, a wide gray beak, short arms, broad legs, with relatively short wings and tail. Buru Kakapo is one of the endangered species has the loudest sound than other types of birds. During mating, the male bird will make a noisy call up to 123 decibels. The sound can be heard for up to seven kilometres.
“Can you call your beautiful future wife Kakapo Bird.” Bumpat Stevani with an annoyed voice.
“Each of it is not noisy, I am not deaf, and can still sting with ordinary voice.” Said without guilt.
“Huh, look for a beautiful bird why I was equated with Kakapo.” Stevani still has not received in katakana like a stocky bird.
“Nothing suits you except Kakapo Bird.” Said Bara with a laugh as if mocking.
“Huh! At least the bird is protected and a rare species, like you get a wife-to-be like me.” Stevani replies that re-establish her confidence.
“Narsis.” Bara said with a smile on the phone.
Unbeknownst to him, there were three people staring at him. Who else if not Jundi, Uncle L, and Grandpa Santosa. They even just stared in wonder how Bara laughed and then fell on the sofa, got up again, and laughed again.
“Wah, it looks like it will rain tomorrow.” Jundi said with a face of disbelief.
"It looks like Young Master can't wait to get married." Timpal Uncle L.