Mother To Daddy (Close)
eps 4's
Laras was still in the restaurant with his catchy activities, glancing at the watch in his hand showing two o'clock more. He said goodbye to his friends to go home soon, surely his grandson is also home.
In the middle of the road he saw Fara carrying some paper bags, which had just come out of one of the shops.
Not wanting to mince words to say hello, Laras waltzed off to his car.
Arriving at home.
"Moly, where's Aiden?"
"Aden is sleeping, Madam," replied the impassioned Moly approaching towards Laras.
Laras nodded, about to head for his grandson's room on the second floor, but only Moly's first steps stopped him.
"Aden didn't sleep in his room, ma'am."
Late turning around, his forehead shriveled deeply. "Then?"
"There, Madam." pointed Moly with his thumb toward the thick carpet in front of the TV.
Barrel gasp. "Why can he sleep there Moly?" demand approached.
"Sorry, Madam. Miss Stella was escorted by Miss Stella, she was sleepy, wanted to be accompanied by Miss Stella, but Miss Stella refused to sleep in the aden room, and then Miss Stella took Aden to sleep there, madam," clearly Moly bowed respectfully, following Laras steps.
The footsteps stopped. "Stella?" he murmured, it seems like he had heard that name.
"Where is he now?" tanya Laras glanced.
"Having been home an hour ago, ma'am."
Laras nodded. "You said Aiden was ushered in by Stella? Where's Sandy?" sue her.
"Mr Sandy's not home yet, ma'am. Miss Stella said that she had been waiting for a long time at school, but there was no invitation, so Miss Stella drove her home" said Moly, looking down respectfully.
Laras. "All right, thank you, Moly."
"Yes, Madam. Excuse me."
***
Later that night, the Van Houten family was enjoying dinner. At the long table was Vero - the father of Sandy - sitting at the end. Sandy sat on the right and Laras on the left, and Aiden sat beside Laras.
The atmosphere was silent, only the sound of the clanking of spoons and forks met the dishes that filled the room, until the speech from Aiden broke the silence.
"Moly," call Aiden.
"Yes, den," Moly moved toward Aiden.
"Mother's homemade food this afternoon is still there?" aiden asked, and at once the clanking voice stopped hearing the little man's words.
Sandy's dumbfounded. 'Mommy? Who's Mother?' body wonders.
Not much different from Vero who seemed to gasp when his grandson mentioned a foreign name, while Laras who had heard about Mother Stella, was surprised because the woman even made food for her grandson.
"Still, Aden. Want Auntie to heat up?"
Aiden nodded enthusiastically.
"Aiden, who do you mean Mother?" ask Sandy.
"Mother Stella, who had picked up Aiden earlier this morning," Aiden replied innocently.
Ejedarrr...!!
Sandy was surprised not to play, was not this morning he told Fara to pick up Aiden, but why so Stella Stella was the one who drove Aiden.
"Who's Stella's Mother, Aiden?" ask Vero again.
"She's Mother Aiden, Opa. Mother is good with Aiden, want to nemenin Aiden at school, continue also want masakin for Aiden, help Aiden ngerjain pr, continue singing Aiden before going to bed," babble Aiden with sparkling eyes praising the kindness of her Mother Stella.
"Aiden, Daddy said, don't just get close to other people, let alone take them home, you remember that!" sahut Sandy warned, looking at the child with a cold look.
Aiden's face turned grim. "Sorry, Dad," he looked down.
Aiden's eyes again sparkled to see Mother Stella's cooking.
"Oma get it?" tawar Laras in Aiden's fencing.
Aiden ate his food voraciously, occasionally smiling at Mother Stella's face when she fed him earlier this afternoon. It did not escape the gaze of the three adults at the dining table.
"Oma can I ask you?" goda Laras put on a smile, seeing how Aiden sparkled to enjoy his meal.
"Bowyeh, Ohma" replied Aiden with a mouth full.
The barrel took a little and tasted it. "Enak" he nodded.
"Feeling Mother Stella is delicious, Oma," said Aiden smiling broadly, showing his teeth.
***
After putting Aiden to sleep in her room, Laras approached her husband who was sitting on the sofa in the living room.
"Sandy, Mama wants to talk!"
Sandy who was about to climb the stairs turned around and sat across from her parents who were blocked by the table.
"What's up, Ma?"
"So afternoon Mr. Udin said to Mama, Miss Dewi has informed me that school is coming home in the morning, but why don't you pick up Aiden?" tanyanya.
"Where does Udin know, Ma?"
"You think for yourself!" the ketus Barrel, making Sandy silenced.
"If you can't pick up Aiden, you should have said to Mama, let Mama pick up Aiden, "he grunted. "Don't rely on someone who's uncertain!" he said full of insinuations, he remembered Fara whom he met in the mall.
"Who do you mean, baby?" ask Vero.
"Who else if not Fara," he was annoyed to glance at Sandy.
Sandy stared silently at Laras.
"So Mama met her shopping at the mall, and Papa knows? Fara called Mr. Udin to pick up Aiden, because he said he was busy shooting."
Barrel folded his hands. "Even the call was too late, Mr. Udin arrived at school, Aiden had gone home with Stella. Miss Dewi said, school was done an hour ago." She looked at Sandy. "Can you imagine? How long Aiden's waiting, Sandy," he said.
"I'm sorry Sandy, Ma," she said.
"Sorry, sorry, you have to think about your son too, Sandy. Looks like Fara is not the right person to be a mother continued Aiden," hardik Laras cynical, upset with the action of Sandy also Fara.
"Sandy will talk to Fara, Ma. Maybe Fara needs an adaptation" Sandy said.
"Keep defending him!" sulkan Laras hard.
"Already," Vero mediated. "Sandy, what your Mama said is true. Remember, your goal is not just to find a wife, but to find a mother for Aiden" he stared at Sandy, confirming his wife's sentence.
Vero sighed. "Papa knows, maybe Fara needs training, needs adaptation, needs a process. But if he refuses to adapt, how can he get close to Aiden? The only key is Aiden, if Aiden is happy, Papa will bless you, if Aiden is abandoned, let Aiden be here."
"Aiden my son, Pa," Sandy said.
"Papa knew Aiden was your son, but if you're not good at taking care of him let Mama and Papa take care of him," said Vero did not want to lose, he also did not want his grandson not noticed.
"Mama is also still able to take care of Aiden," said Laras added.
Sandy pinched her throbbing forehead, she moved from her position to Aiden's room.
"Sandy went to Aiden's room first," she said later.
Sandy stared at the face of her only son, Aiden was really a photocopy of himself, only his eyeballs were similar to his late wife.
Sandy stroked Aiden's head, peeling his forehead.
"I'm sorry, Daddy," she said.
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