
Until the afternoon. When the sun began to lean toward the western horizon. Santana, also Davina decided to go home. They take Dicky to Davina's house, which will be his current residence.
"Shaka, are we going to play together often?" ask Dicky at the end of their meeting.
"Of course, Dicky. We'll meet and play together often." Again they hugged each other.
They also left Denny's house. Shaka, and Dicky wave each other's hands. This time without a loud cry. Only a smile can describe a confident hope.
"Dad, is Mom sick?" shaka asked after all the guests left.
"It's okay, honey. Mother will be fine," replied Denny comforting Shaka.
Denny invites Shaka to go back inside. He invites Shaka to chat while lifting the boy's body in the air. Laughter was heard accompanying the warmth of their togetherness.
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Dicky arrived at Davina's house. He ran straight into the big house. Asking him what he wanted to know. "Mother Davina, is Dicky going to make Ms. Davina a fuss?"
"Of course not, son, as long as Dicky is a good and obedient child," Santana replies to Dicky, representing Davina. Meanwhile, Davina just smiled and agreed on the answer santana.
"Dicky, greet your grandfather" Santana said, introducing Dicky to his father-in-law.
"How are you, Grandpa?" dicky said as he kissed the back of Davina's father's hand, who had greeted him with a warm smile.
"Good grandfather, son. Is this what Dicky's name is? The great boy who will stay here accompanies Grandpa ...," Davina's father encouraged Dicky.
"Thank you, Grandpa .... Santana's father, and Davina's mother were great" he said. Dicky with a soft tone.
"Come here, let Grandpa show you something." Davina's father invites Dicky to come with her.
"What are we gonna do, Grandpa?"
"We'll water the plants" he replied as he lit a hose to water the plants.
"Will they feel refreshed after watering?"
"Of course, they are also living beings just like us. Need food and drink" explained the old man who is now called Grandpa.
"really? Will they cry like Dicky when they're sad?"
"Yes, it's just, the way of beebeda. They will glorify and ask the Lord of all nature directly, while we often forget Him."
"For only God understands their cry. But we, we can only see it. Except, if our empathy for sentient beings is very high and great."
"What's the dream, Cake?"
"A kind of situation in which we can feel what others are feeling. The difference is, these plants are not people but, just as they are also creatures of God."
"So they can also be sad and sad?"
"Yes, they will wither and dry if not treated and watered. Like our heart, it will feel dead and arid if it is not watered with feelings of love and affection."
"Well, I see, Cake. Well then, let Dicky give them affection by watering them at all times."
"Not every time, son. Just a few times in the time it takes. Because if constantly watered is also not good, especially if the situation is hot."
"Why is it so complicated, Cake?"
"Because it hasn't been done yet. Something that is only spoken of will not be finished unless, accompanied by working on it."
"Good, Grandpa .... Dicky's happy to be friends with grandpa." Both laughed happily.
In her loneliness, Davina's father now has friends to chat with and play with. Although Dicky did not fully understand what he was talking about at the moment. However, one day Dicky will understand. According to his experience, when a child does not always understand the advice given but, they will understand later on. Their age is enough to understand.
Davina, as well as Santana just watched the two while smiling. For the time that has been passed during his father's stay at Davina's house. Just this time he saw again a smile and cheerful laughter from the father. Of course, it was a very happy thing for Davina.
"Look, Mom! Dad, and Dicky look very familiar, too" Davina said with a smile.
"Let it be, it will be better for the state of both hearts." Answer Santana.
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