
2 Years Later
"Dim!!!!" Zahra ran around in small steps following Zio who led her hand in any direction. A 2-year-old child is less like leading the way for both parents.
Ken just walked around in the back, putting his fingers in his pants pocket while watching the interaction of his wife and son being very active. Sometimes he chuckles and occasionally smiles fluffy.
"Zio, we're going that way. Not that way." Zahra negotiated with the toddler because Zio led him in the wrong direction.
The boy was insistent, unwilling to follow his mother's advice. Several times Zahra convinced but Zio did not want to obey.
Ken saw the incident while shaking faintly. In two wide steps, Ken approached the toddler who was similar in stature to him and only different generations.
"Zio. Dengerin Papi, we're getting out of there." Ken crouched down in front of Zio while pointing at the exit. "When we get there we can get lost. Zio want to stay there or follow Papi with Mommy?"
"Kut. kut," replied Zio with a typical lisp of toddlers.
Ken smiled in satisfaction, he glanced at Zahra who let out a long sigh.
"Why not from earlier?" gerutu Zahra while then heading to the airport exit.
Ken laughed softly, the next split second he carried Zio's small body and exited the airport area.
Along the way to the exit, Ken chatted with his only child. Zio chattered cheerfully, occasionally they also did high five or ber-tos ria.
Zahra waved at someone waiting outside.
"Sister..."
Rasta approaches Zahra, Ken and Zio.
"What's up, Bro!" Ken and Rasta fight each other for the sake of greeting each other.
Then Rasta turned to the toddler that Ken was carrying. "Zio, it turns out to be more handsome than in the original yes than in the video," praised Rasta while pinching Zio's chubby cheeks.
"Yes, Lo see where the seedlings are from!" Ken chuckles bragging.
Rasta sneered with a long grunt.
"Where do you think, brother?" ask Zahra to Rasta who picked them up at the airport just by herself.
Rasta shrugged her shoulders, not answering her question in a voice.
"Overbrush, lu?" ken and Rasta asked just a clucking tongue.
They entered the car after making sure all the items they had brought from Japan had entered all of them. Quite a lot of goods because almost 3 years were in Japan and again Zio equipment that makes their luggage increase.
Zahra sat in the back seat with Zio. They sang and chattered together. While Ken and Rasta are sitting in the front cabin with Rasta driving her car independently.
"So, hasn't it worked, Cuuk?" tanya Ken gave the code to Rasta.
Rasta glanced at her sister-in-law, then let out a long sigh.
Ken already understood what Rasta's attitude meant, he laughed slowly.
"Resiko, Men! His name is also the same marriage of children. You have to be patient with it. I also used to do that, even though Hana was not a kid like Cira but her name was first time was quite difficult!" kekeh Ken then. He said slowly, afraid that Zahra would hear his words.
"A little bit more, Cuuk!" Rasta grumbled and Ken laughed out loud to hear it.
"What's the story, anyway?" sela Zahra heard that two men in front were talking while whispering and chuckling. Curiosity surrounds her and she wants to know what her husband and sister are talking about.
"Ah. there's nothing, dear." Ken scratched his non-itchy nape.
"What, brother?" Now Zahra turned to questioning Rasta.
"Huh? Why?" Rasta did not know what to answer, he asked back because he did not have an answer.
"What do you talk about? I think it's so exciting!"
"That's the past, deck!" answer Rasta random.
"Oh your past is exciting, yes!" sindir Zahra's.
Ken elbowed Rasta in the stomach, as if giving a code that he was not happy with Rasta's answer.
"Eh-eh. Discuss silly events, really!"
"Not so, my dear!" argue Ken tried to mediate. Ken glanced at Zio who seemed to have fallen asleep in the lap of the wife, it was fitting that Zahra became focused on the two of them because his attention to Zio had been distracted because of the boy's slumber.
"Not really deck.. again discuss the lecture period, the lecturer is funny!" Rasta tries to divert the conversation, fearing trouble if Zahra finds out what they are really talking about.
"Sister, where are you going to college now?"
"Yesterday in college, now it's over."
"Loh, why?" Ken and Zahra asked in unison. So often they communicate with Rasta and Cira but they do not know about this.
"I don't like him going to college."
"Why?" asked Zahra while looking at Ken who was also astonished by Rasta's answer.
"Yes, ordinary... I love the charm. I already know you have a handsome husband, why try kayak so..."
"Gtffff...." Ken scratched his hair which was now starting to shake again, while Zahra chuckled at the absurd grunt of the older brother.
"It's not the charm that's spread, be-go! And that's jealousy! Crazy Lo ya, because of that thing you told him to quit college. Gesrek Lo's brain!" ken's nagging is not over thought.
"Gue didn't tell him to quit college!" Rasta defended herself. "He wants to stop himself!"
Ken laughed loudly. "Because Lo said that you didn't like him going to college, did you?"
Rasta nodded. Now it was Zahra's turn to laugh while shaking her head.
"Sister.how old is it. Still a little kid." Zahra gave a smile.
"Thank you who quit college by yourself to blame me! Let's just say, I'm also focusing on this." said Rasta.
"What focus?" ask Ken.
"Focus on your nephew!" rasta keblasan.
"Did you want to have children?" ask Zahra to make sure.
"Sheel!" Rasta slicked her shoulders.
"Where to focus, Ta... succeeds a belom!" tejek Ken teases Rasta.
Zahra advances the body to the middle between Ken and Rasta. Then he looked at the brother who was still driving the car.
"Seriously, brother? Haven't?" ask Zahra so follow curious.
"No, Honey. I think he needs to study with your husband first. Naklukin's a no-nonsense boy!" kekeh Ken while Zahra punched Ken's shoulder very hard.
"It hurts, baby!" Ken was grimacing.
Rasta laughed at the couple. It turned out that his sister could also scold Ken with a fist.
"Don't laugh Lo!" ken said to Rasta.
"It's funny that you know Hana!"
"Emang Lo doesn't like this Lo?"
"No! He's the same as me!" answer Rasta pongah.
"I'm also the same Ken, brother." Zahra smiled faintly and Ken did the same.
"Salut dong for the sake of good," said Ken no less jumawa.
Rasta thaws, grumbles but I don't know what she's saying. More precisely he felt like Ken and Zahra who despite fighting just a moment after it compact back.
Rasta sees Ken and Zahra whispering in each other's ears in turn, whether what they are talking about without wanting to be heard by Rasta.
"By the way I am, Lo bedua? Sinful Lo! I'm Lo's brother both! Nyesel I will take you to the airport. If I don't think about my niece, I've dropped Lo both here!" angry Rasta.
Ken and Zahra just giggled at Rasta's anger that they knew wasn't real.
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