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A few minutes passed, no one opened their voice, there was only the sound of the television on, the only sound that made the atmosphere in this room feel more alive.
“Why on silent?” stevan asked, his eyes glancing towards Dara, Sky, and Gervan alternately.
“Gervan again watch TV, Pa,” Gervan said. The boy seemed to be focused on the spectacle in front of him, with an occasional hand stuffing a votive cake into his mouth.
“Elang again eat ice cream,” sahut Langit, he looks very enjoy ice cream in his hand—forget a number of annoyances that had struck him.
Stevan averted his gaze, looking at Dara who was sitting beside him.
“If you?”
“Nothing.”
Stevan took a deep breath, he grabbed the orange juice that still looked full on the table and drank it until half was left.
“Block off,” said Stevan, who immediately invited the clueless gaze of his three family members.
“Ya continue?” ask Dara confused.
“What if ...” Stevan deliberately stopped his sentence, the man's eyes watching the look on the faces of his son and wife, waiting for their expression to change. However, when he saw no change, he sighed for a while before continuing. “Tok us picnic, how?” bargaining, then.
The sky that initially seemed uninterested and chose to be busy licking his ice cream was immediately turned to look, staring at the papa with eyes sparkling happily.
“Selius, Pa?”
Stevan nodded.
“Yes, now we rarely go for a walk, ‘kan? That's why Papa wants to encourage you to refresh.”
Suddenly a big smile spread across the lips of the three people in front of Stevan. The happy sparkle, and their beaming faces made Stevan feel happy. For Stevan, there is nothing happier than seeing the people he loves happy. For for him, the duty of the head of the family is to make the people under his name happy.
“What time do we leave, keep the location where?” dara asked, he looked curiously at Stevan after sitting facing the man.
“We leave at eight in the morning,” said Stevan, “for his location, secret.”
A soft sound came from the mouth of heaven.
“Papa, ah. Not so, play it secrecy.”
“Biarin,” Stevan said in a mocking tone.
Stevan, who saw the sky rising from his seat, chose to flee to his room immediately, before the child's fatal blow hit his body. Really, that kid's punch doesn't play games.
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As planned last night, now Stevan, Dara, Sky, and Gervan are preparing. The four people seemed to be busy with their activities. Dara was busy preparing the food they would bring for the picnic. While Stevan, Sky, and Gervan who were somehow busy with what in their respective rooms.
Dara who was putting food into the basket turned her head, she looked at the child who was approaching her with pouting lips.
“Loh, Eagle hat, will be in the closet,” said, then resume his activities.
“No, Ma. Eagles have cali nipples, still do not meet,” denied the Sky, the lips of the child look more conical.
Dara sighed softly, always like this. Being the only woman in the house is not easy. There are only things that make it dizzy, there is only one family member who is looking for their own goods, but not also find it, even though they themselves keep it.
“Shortly, Mama finish this first. Later Mama cariin,” said Dara resigned.
“Honey, where are my shoes next to it?!” stevan asked with a slightly loud tone. The man was in his room.
Again, yes, Dara had to prepare an infinite stock of patience. Someone, please tell Dara where the location of the store that sells patience is.
“Try searching on the shoe rack, near the door, Ste,” said Dara, without staring at the interlocutor. For me, Gervan is not as troublesome as Sky and Stevan. However, it seems like the goddess of luck is not siding with Dara this time around.
“Mama, where are Gervan's socks?”
Again and again, Dara stroked her chest patiently. It felt like he wanted to drown himself in the ocean floor of the Indies—setop! This is just a wishful thinking that Dara will never realize.
Dara closed the food basket, then took it to the family room. It's time for him to face the rioters— who do not stop making a rowdy house and also fill Dara's head.
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“Mama already dong, don't frown.” Stevan was not always talking. Already since getting into the car earlier, he continues to try to persuade the wife who is stricken with frustration— who may have been on the verge of.
Gervan nodded in agreement. “Iya, Mother. Later beautiful lost, you know.”
“Mama do not even, Eagle prefers to see Mama smile, because the smile Mama beat sweet lasa this chocolate pelmen,” said Sky while thrusting a pack of his favorite chocolate candy to the mama.
Whatever Heaven will do to make the mother happy, even giving her favorite chocolate candy— which she does not want to give to anyone. Really, chocolate candy as if it had become part of the life of an Aludra Sky Hesperos.
Inevitably, Dara finally chose to defeat his ego. Dara turned around, looking at Sky who was sitting in the back seat with a smile. Dara could not long berated with her children, especially to the husband who was driving the car while glancing small at her.
Keep smiling happily, Dara. I'm happy to see me happy. No more tears of sorrow that adorn your face. Enough is enough, I want you to no longer be sad. On your birthday, I hope your grief is over. Forgive your useless husband.
Stevan continued to deepen, while enjoying the smile of tylus painted on his wife's face. Stevan hopes he can continue to enjoy the happy smile of the woman he loves until he closes his eyes later.
“Thank you, dear,” said Dara, stroking the head of the Sky gently. “Mama is not angry, kok,” he continued and changed his sitting position as before.
Cheerful smiles were clearly imprinted on Stevan's lips, Sky, and also Gervan. The sky, the boy felt that it was not in vain to give his favorite chocolate candy to the mother.
Dara looked back. “But if you guys repeat again ...” Dara paused for a moment. He looked at the three people he loved in turn. “... Mama will leave home,” threatened.
Instantly the eyes of the three men glared in shock.
“Do not!” shout them in unison.
After that, the atmosphere of the car was filled only by the chattering of the Sky, occasionally the boy sang a song that he memorized in a carefree tone.