LOVED MY STEPFATHER

HOME SCHOOL

Mukid stopped his car after arriving at the school building for young children and children. Bana got out of that car. Mukid's car. Sinta was silent and her lips were faint to start talking. Many big question marks in his mind for Mukid. But it's hard to say. Thus the thing with Mukid, in his brain a lot of punctuation that leads to sentence questions.

Still in the car the two were busy with their respective minds. The car was not yet run by Mukid. In the end Mukid asked.

"Where do you want to wait for Bana to come home or do I have to take you?" ask Mukid at the end.

"Hem, I usually go home first! Later when Bana's time to go home from school, I pick her back up. I'll get my bike in the garage first, om! But what about, um Mukid himself? Are there any activities at this time?" say Sinta.

"Actually I have an appointment with the client in half an hour. How about I meet my client first before driving you to the garage to pick up your bike" said Mukid.

"All right!" sahut Sinta's. Mukid runs his car back across the highway.

Without asking much, Sinta remained in Mukid's car by busying herself playing mobile phone. Until Mukid's car got into the parking lot in a magnificent and high-rise building.

"Let's get off! In this place I will find my clients. It won't be long! At least one or two hours of talks with clients," said Mukid while opening the side car door where Sinta sat there. Sinta immediately went down while saying thank you to Mukid. now Sinta follows the wide steps of Mukid's legs that have far left her. But suddenly Mukid looked at Sinta and stopped his steps.

"Can a little fast not be the way, Sinta? Come on, I've been waiting for my client" said Mukid who eventually pulled Sinta's hand into the lobby room where there were already several people waiting for him.

Mukid extended his hand to the people where Sinta did not know him. Mukid now looks serious talking with his clients. While Sinta sat there busy playing her phone reading novels in her application.

Sometimes Sinta notices Mukid who looks serious talking to his client. It is possible that the conversation about cooperation with the person in the business world. While Sinta, still remains the same seen in the company grandmother Time online. Indeed, for one week, Sinta came to the office two or three times only. Sinta only receives reports from members or employees of its division via email. Every day developments in the company of Wati's grandmother can still be monitored her.

It's been almost an hour, serious talks between Mukid and his clients have not been completed. Until drinks and food have repeatedly come on the table Sinta so that Sinta is not saturated if there are no drinks and snacks. Of course Mukid deliberately asked for service at the hotel to prepare drinks and food at both tables.

Two hours passed, Sinta was already starting to saturate. Sinta looked at the watch that was coiled in her hand. The time is to pick up Bana. Sinta repeatedly looked towards the young business people in front of her. There was really no fatigue talking. Until finally Mukid and the clients shake hands with each other. Those clients left Mukid and threw smiles at Sinta. Now leaves Mukid and Sinta in the lobby room. Mukid pulled Sinta's hand towards the parking lot.

"Well, you're home!" Can you speed up the car a little?" say Sinta. Mukid smiled hearing the tone of command from Sinta.

"All right!" sahut Mukid's. The car began to go so fast that Sinta suddenly closed her eyes and in silence Sinta's lips were like reciting a spell. Mukid had noticed to the side where Sinta was sitting. Mukid laughed heartily at Sinta who closed her eyes in fear. Plus his mouth was reading prayers.

"You! It's really mean!" said Sinta back her lips manyuning forward. Mukid stopped his car when he arrived in front of Bana's school.

"I'm down! You can go! Thanks very much!" sinta said as she opened the car door and got down from there. Mukid still did not stop chuckling when he saw Sinta's expression when he asked to speed up his car.

"It wasn't him that asked me to speed up this car. My turn to obey him, he even nagged. Hehehe" said Mukid.

"Hello Bana! Come aboard!" mukid said as he opened his car door. Sinta pouting.

"Don't I tell you to leave and not wait for us?" sinta protest.

"Don't beat mommy, om! I'd rather just ride in this car than a motorbike with mommy" said Bana with a typical child voice.

"Okay, come on Bana! The belt's on yah's!" mukid said and the car was back at medium speed.

"I'm gonna get my bike first, om!" sinta's words sound like commanding Mukid. Mukid smiled without responding to her.

"Mommy, if you ask someone for help, can it not be a little polite? Mommy really doesn't appreciate this om!" bana Protest.

"Eh?" Sinta was surprised and scratched her own eyebrows. Mukid held back her laughter. Sinta again frowned at the expression of victory from Mukid.

"Bana! We'll stop by for ice cream!" mukid.

"Oh no! Mommy don't give me ice cream! I'll be able to cough up, handsome om!" bana Sahut. Now it is Sinta's turn to stick her tongue out toward Mukid. Mukid scratches his head that does not itch.

"Om, can we ask for help with om no?" ask Bana.

"Can! What'sthat?" sahut Mukid's.

"I want to go to Papi Radit's house. Om Ganteng can take us there!" said Bana. Mukid scrunched his forehead. Now his eyes turned to look at Sinta.

"Hem, where is Papi Radit's house, Bana?" ask Mukid.

"In TPU near our old house. Now we live with my great grandmother" explained Bana. Mikid widened his eyes. Mukid wanted to ask and make sure of everything.

"Papi Radit's house at the TPU?" ask Mukid.

"Oh, that's pretty! Papi Radit has died this year. I'm alone when I play kite. I become alone when I play the swing" said Bana. Now the little boy was crying. Sinta was speechless.

"Yes God! I didn't hear that Radit was dead" Mukid murmured.