
Ervin was holding the boy, he began to kiss the left right cheek alternately and many times.
"Om kangen with you, your mama rarely invites you to play in this house," Ervin likes to see the expression of his nephew.
While Elisha was out of the house, he wondered why his granddaughter could walk alone without her parents. Elisha shuts his mouth because he sees Nissa coming out of the car assisted by her husband Kino.
"It turns out you are well, Alhamdulillah Kian already want to have a sister," Elisha approached them in front of the terrace.
"Thank God be granted Ma's trust," Nissa smiled widely.
"Where's Kian Ma? she was impatient," Nissa walked over while holding her hips. His stomach was enlarged and it was difficult to walk normally.
"He was with Ervin, he called his omnya, but the boy rarely came here but still remember if he had om," Elisha chuckled.
They all came in and sat on the couch. Kian is still in Ervin's arms. They were joking and laughing together.
"It suits you to be a Papa Vin," ledek Nissa.
"Sister, just turned 25. Want to enjoy life first," Ervin reasoned.
"Well, that's the stomach..." Ervin pointed at Nissa's enlarged stomach.
"That's Kian Om's grandfather," increasingly speaking slurred because he was just three years old, he smiled innocently. He asked Ervin to lower him from the sling.
He ran to his mother and hugged her feet.
"Yes, great dong Kian bertar again have adek," Ervin pinched his nephew's cheek with anxiety.
"Tumben you guys came here tonight? usually if Mama told me there must be alesannya," scorned Elisha.
Nissa replied to her mother, they sat down and chatted while aunt prepared food on the dining table. They ate together after Malik arrived. Finished with dinner, Ervin pulled his mother's arm slowly.
"Mam, what was Ervin's question?" they were like whispering in the corner of a room.
"Ask the same Papa you deh, the person mumpung again happy to be seen by his granddaughter," finally Elisha resigned. He was lazy to argue with his stubborn son.
"Jaudah, Ervin asked for permission, again" Ervin leaned against the wall.His legs crossed and his breath was exhaled quickly.
Everyone was joking in the living room except Ervin. His mind was still burdened with the state of Clara and about the permission that he had not been able to do. Ervin away from them all, he was now in the garden beside the house, looking at the moonlight. But actually his gaze was faint because it was washed away by his daydream.
There were no more boisterous sounds in the living room, the sound of one's footsteps breaking Ervin's concentration. He looked spontaneously.
"You why Vin? is there a problem?" Malik sat next to his son.
"No problem Pa, just..." Ervin didn't continue his sentence.
"What's free?" Malik looked at his son's bead.
Malik actually already knew what was the source of Ervin's mind, but he was still weighing between allowing it or not.
He wanted to know more clearly what the reason for his grown-up son was.
"Just ask Pa's permission" Ervin returned his father's gaze.
A few seconds they stared at each other, but Ervin turned his eyes back.
"Ask what permission? tell me clearly," Malik leaned against the garden chair. The aging age made him become tired quickly after a day outside the city.
"May I have Ervin out of this house?" he looked at his father's face.
"You mean get out? do you want to leave this house?" Malik teases his son.
"Pa," he looked at his father lazily.
"Haha, I think you feel at home on our side even though you are of this age" Malik said casually.
"Keep at home Pa, only Ervin should know what independent life is like. Moreover, Ervin is already an adult, so he must learn how to live independently and solve his own problems" Ervin explained at length.
"Yes right, you are an adult. You used to be your age Papa was married, while you are still busy with your own life that likes to be careless" Malik teased.
Malik breathed heavily. Inevitably he had to let go of his son because he was an adult.
"Maybe as long as you go home once a week. And remember don't ignore your mama's phone!" pinta Malik's.
"Ervin will try Pa" Ervin smiled faintly.
Their conversation continued, before long they entered the house and stepped into their respective rooms.
"Finally tomorrow with Clara, yes even though she works in the office at least I can look at her face longer," Ervin smiled knotfully.
The late night made Ervin feel sleepy. He laid his body on the bed and began to close his eyes after he finished praying.
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"The vin! breakfast is baby!" Elisha knocked on his son's door.
Ervin opened the door and came out with a big backpack.
"You're moving out?" Elisha looked at his brightly smiling son this morning.
"Yes Mam, don't worry, Ervin must have come home once a week," she smiled and grabbed her mother's hand with one that didn't hold the bag.
The two of them were already sitting in chairs, the other family members were enjoying breakfast quietly except for little Kian who was always babbling asking about the things he saw every day.
It was time for Ervin to say goodbye, and he kissed his nephew with anxiety. All the clothes he bought at the flea market were forced to be brought so that his disguise was not uncovered.
"Be careful, boy!" Elisha kissed his son and hugged him tightly.
"What a hell Mam," Ervin let go of his embrace.
She was uncomfortable in that way in front of many people let alone Nissa's husband who witnessed it.
Ervin drove the car to work. Several tens of minutes passed, he was already in front of a house. The horn It sounds because security still does not open the automatic door.
"Surely he didn't know that I was carrying this car," Ervin opened the glass door and honked again.
After Darto the security guard opened the door, Ervin came in and parked his car next to the garage.
"Because mom and dad I forgot to stop by the pharmacy and change this car," Ervin sighed.
"Whose car is Vin?" Frank who had just stepped down from the rooftop immediately approached when the man arrived.
"Owh this is your car, sir. Later in the afternoon I return again, the tire deflated on the road," Ervin reasoned.
'There is something wrong with this kid. He always carries expensive items ranging from cell phones, motorcycles and even now cars, ' Frank's inner mistrust.
"Did it have your friends?" Frank still can't believe it.
Ervin got out of the car and walked over to Frank. He nodded, just saying yes.
"Om Frank.." a round of applause roused Frank from his concentration.
"Ngagetin!" snapped Frank.
"Om, Mr. D just called," the man caught his hunting breath.
"Why with Mister?" this time Ervin was speaking.
"Master D him...
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