Mandatory Filled

Enam

Day by day passed. Dina has returned to how she was, she has also apologized and thanked Nico who helped her so much. Ah, thinking about that made Dina feel flowery and wanted to immediately make Om Nico hers. Holy hooch! What kind of thinking is this?

"Aren't you dumb?" Asked the little boy while tugging at Dina's pants. Dina flinched, then smiled towards Nico.

"Well, Nino is really cool, added handsome," he said which is true. He aligned his body with the boy, then scrambled his hair.

Nino smiled broadly, "thank you, brother. This is Papa lo picking his clothes."

Dina's smile grew wider. "Yes-yes, look really." Then, both of them chuckled until a man came to them.

"You're done?" Nico asked, mediating the conversation of the two. The man was also as handsome as him, Dina to the point of being speechless.

"U-I'm, Om." Damnit damnit! Why is his voice shaking?! Umpat Dina in the heart.

Om Nico looked to nod. Today, according to Nino's request, he will take Dina to go to the tourist attractions in the city. Her son was so excited that—maybe— made Dina unwell to reject him.

The three of them entered the car. Nino invites Dina to sit in the back and let her father drive alone in the front. During the trip Nino unceasingly made a scene. He told Dina many things, ranging from friends at school to Nino's complaints about school toilets that often emit a pungent odor. Dina laughed out loud at him.

"Oh yeah? How about Nino pee?" Tanya Dina after her laughter subsided.

"Nino will close his nose" replied Nino, clamping his nose.

Again, Dina laughed. I don't know what he was thinking and laughed so hard. Then, accidentally Dina's gaze buried with Om Nico who was glancing at him in the rearview mirror. Immediately Dina stopped her laughter and cleared her throat.

"Em, Nino should report to the teacher" Dina suggested.

"Make what, brother?" Nino frowned, a sign of not understanding.

"Let the toilet be cleaned and not smell anymore."

"okay, Sis. Anytime if the toilets at school stink again, Nino will tell the teacher."

"Pinter," praised Dina.

"We have arrived" said Om Nico suddenly. Dina did not even realize that the car they were riding in had stopped.

All three get out of the car. Om Nico takes them to a flower garden that is a hit because many places are suitable for selfies.

"Sister, let's go there! Nino wants a flower stick," the boy excitedly pulled Dina's arm strong.

"It can't be plucked, Nino. Look at the rules" Om Nico said, pointing at a poster.

"Well, don't cut flowers" said Nino lethargic. His shoulder immediately descended to hear the father's words.

"No problem, we'll see the flowers. And photos too." Dina showed off her wide smile, hoping that the child regained her spirit.

Nino nodded, although the look on her face still showed disappointment, but at least she did not refuse when Dina invited her around to see the beauty of the flowers offered.

While Om Nico was only watching from behind, the man occasionally smiled when he saw Dina's slightly childish behavior when dealing with her son.

"Ish, you are the moves so the results are not good," bela Dina did not accept. "Om Nico didn't take a photo?"

"Yes, come on Pa!" Take Nino.

Finally Om Nico nodded. He stood next to Nino who had been in the style of a boy his age. Dina sneered when she realized Om Nico's expression had not changed at all since the first shot.

"Smile dong, Om. Let's cute. Yeah, that cake. Hold it Om. Nino takes style," said Dina like a professional photographer.

"I'm tired of photos. You, aren't you?" Ask Om Nico to Dina.

"May, Om take the picture?" At a glance Om Nico nodded, immediately Dina handed over her smartphone. Don't want to miss Nino also take part. They pose with different backgrounds, Om Nico is also seen still patiently watching them. After all, the goal here is to make his son happy.

They had been there long enough, taking countless pictures. I also admire the beauty of the garden. Dina plans to take her family for a vacation in this place. In addition to the place that is not too far away, the price of admission is very friendly in the pocket. Ah yes, don't forget the cool scenery as far as the eye can see.

"It's lunch, we should go home now" Om Nico said.

"When you're home, Pa? Nino will still play here" the little boy complained.

"Then Papa said, Kak Din is also very laper. Nino doesn't want to eat, does she?" Persuade Dina who has now aligned their height.

"You brother, but Nino still wants to play here."

"We'll be here again sometime." Again, Dina did not give up. In fact, he also felt a little tired from following a very active Nino.

"Okay, Nino wants to. Next time play here again, will you, Pa?"

"Yes" replied Om Nico.

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As the day wore on, a car was seen stopping right in front of the yard. Om Nico looked at Dina and her sleeping son. He took a deep breath, then went out and opened the side of the car door. Then raised his son with great caution. After making sure Nino slept comfortably in her room. It was Dina's turn she had to wake up. In fact, he could have carried the girl and let her sleep in her house. But the last time he did. Dina had to end up in the hospital and really, the man did not plan on repeating it again.

"Dina, wake up." The repeated pats on the shoulder were finally able to wake up the slumbering Dina. The girl groaned for a moment, then blinked and gasped a little when she saw Om Nico right in front of her face.

"Om Nico what's going on?" Nervous ask.

"I just want to wake you up." Then, the man distanced himself. Let Dina out of that car.

The girl looked embarrassed. "Oh, it's late afternoon, Om. Then I'll go home first, Om." Without many more words Dina half ran towards her house which was right next to Om Nico's house.

Dina's heart was pounding hard a mixture of tired running and nervous because Om Nico was so close to her. Even now his face was still hot. The way Om Nico woke him feelingly really touched his deepest heart. Holy hooch!

"Dina? You've come home. How was the walk?" Ask the mother. "Why don't you smile so clearly?"

Dina shook her head, both hands she used to cover the face that was as red as this tomato. Then, he walked quickly to his room. Ignoring the mother who must be surrounded by many question marks.

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