Married to my Foster Father

Pilgrimage to Father's tomb

After giving up longing with his family, Laras sat down casually with his younger siblings waiting for his mother who was cooking.

While waiting for his mother to finish cooking, Laras listened to the story to three sisters - his sister, they scrambled to tell each other. Laras is happy, although he is now not settled with his biological family but until this moment he can still communicate with his family, through a video call. His sister seemed enthusiastic about telling them what happened, heard occasional laughter from the living room.

After finishing cooking, Ibu Laras served his cooking in the living room, because in the house Laras there is no dining room. The driver, Laras and his three younger siblings were called to eat. With the title of mat they sit while lesehan. They eat voraciously, for Laras his mother's cooking is unequaled. She misses her mother's cooking for years. Simple just alakadarnya cuisine, different from the residence of Mr. Indrawan whose menu is in his eyes. White rice, lalaban, angry sambel, salted fish, fried tempeh same stir-fry cassava leaves, the menu cooked by his mother Laras. It turned out that not only Laras, the driver also enjoyed the dishes of his mother his little boss. Honestly he feels even though the cuisine is perfunctory but he enjoys it tastes very delicious and fits on the tongue.

"Mom, abis eat us Pilgrimage to Dad's grave ya Bu." Pinta Baras to Bu Sofia.

"Yes son, it's been almost 2 months mother also not pilgrimage to the grave Father, mother is busy exploring." His mother replied with a smile.

"Sir will be our anter to Dad's grave, why, sir?"Ask Laras to the driver.

"Yes non, just calm I must have interraceded, if not in between I was afraid my father was angry, earlier he advised me to take me to a non-toward place, if not in between, let me also keep the non." Answer the driver

After lunch they prepared - ready to go to the tomb of his father Laras.

Only about half an hour later they traveled from home to the burial place of his father Laras.

"Dad. This is Laras coming to see Dad. A calm father yes, we are here well" said Laras while shedding tears.

Her mother stroked Laras' hair, she also sowed flowers to her husband's navel.

They prayed together, after which they pulled out some of the grass that grew around the navel. Understandably not an elite cemetery so here only families are obliged to clean the family navel without any facilities from the cemetery.

Laras looks moody on the edge of his father's navel, his father died in a work accident. At that time his father became a building lecturer at the place of the company that Mr. Indrawan built. That is why now he can be an adopted child in the Indrawan family. In the past Mr. Indrawan and Wife took part in delivering the body of his father to his house, and after that he also offered to adopt himself so that the burden of his family was slightly reduced. And Bu Ismaya is very happy with Laras because the child's barrel is funny and smart, she hopes Laras can be a lure so that she can get pregnant.

"Son, come home yu already want afternoon, later you will return home" said Sofia's mother, staring at Laras who looked dreamy.

"Yes Ma'am, Laras between mother and sisters came home and returned yes Ma'am".

His mother just nodded her head, her tears coming down hard. From the bottom of his heart, he did not want his son to part with him. But the economic hit that made him have to be willing to release one of his daughters to separate. He believes in his place now Laras lives well and can also get a decent education. Clever child barrel lest he drop out of school.

They walked together to go home, having first sent down his mother and sister Laras saying goodbye to them, and hugged because they were sure they would meet again.