
The day went by so fast, as if
the wheel kept turning without stopping, memories after memories of each other
jumping like a night that changes day, there is sadness there is happy, happy, happy,
crying and laughing. Nothing is truly beautiful, nothing is truly sad and sad.
Like a caterpillar that has to fast
and become a cocoon before becoming a butterfly, as well as a human. In order to
being a better human being a human being has to go through several phases,
the real problem is that, almost the same problem faced by every
people, but how that human being faced with that problem and came out as
itself.
Four years is now the age
sagara and sanaya, a lot of progress that both children have with
advantages each. They were born together at the same time
and in the same womb, but their nature and character are different, although not yet
it looks obvious but at least their properties can be translated.
That morning, though not so early,
but it is quite morning for women who do not have a too obvious routine
like Ara, the sun is almost a head piece, not yet too hot,
but it's too late to sunbathe. Four years in the palace, that,
now a new chapter for Ara's life. Ara should start looking for a school to
her children.
The debate is fierce
it happens when you have to determine where the kids are going to school. Obstinately
her in-laws made Ara have to give up a little, she had to start looking for other ways
to melt his heart.
The big lady of the house insisted
would include her grandchildren in home schooling, such as Agra's childhood and
Rendi, they have a lesson that is certainly not the same as the lesson
children in general, especially for Sagara. Madam Ratih will form
sagara as the successor to his family's business empire which will later replace
his papa.
“Mbak Ara why, any problems?”
Ask the lady with the cake in her hand. Ara put her head on the table
cafe, it feels like his head today is so heavy, his mother-in-law's words continue
joked this morning.
This morning at breakfast at the table
that enormous meal, with the complete formation, madam Ratih who was
in the middle.
“Bby, one more month of registration
school, should I find a school for Sagara and Sanaya?”
Ara asked at that casual chat.
“That's a great idea!” answer Agra
busy chewing his food. Suddenly the sound of a spoon and fork
clashing on the plate stopped their chatter, their eyes instantly fixed
at one point, Madame Ratih.
“Mother disagrees!”
“Means mother?” Ask Agra who
“No general lessons, mom
I have prepared a special teacher for Sagara. He must begin his lesson from
small!”
“But sagara is still too small
for that mom, she still needs to play with her friends!” refute Agra
with his respectful tone.
“That's mom's decision, if for there
it's up to you, but Sagara, he has a big responsibility later!”
The conversation in the morning
so heavy for a commoner like Ara, even he could not determine
the best decision for his own son, everything there are rules that are not
can be broken.
Maybe luck for Agra because it used to be tipped in
the orphanage made him understand about the outside world, then what about
the fate of his son now who must submit to the rule not written.
“Mbak Ara sleeping huh? Go to sleep
inside by mbak!” said the woman again because Ara did not move from
his position.
“I'm dizzy mbak Rini!” said Ara
arranging, he raised his head, looking at the woman whose age was not far away
different from him.
“Mbak Ara pain?”
Ara shook her head. “I
need a friend to confide in mbak, sit down ..!” Ara pulls Rini's hand and
asking her to sit next to him, then Ara told her about the chat
the morning with her mother-in-law.
“There are yes rules
like that?” Tanya Rini couldn't believe it. Ara just nodded.
“indeed the rich man exists
just, make it dizzy!”
“Then Mbak Rini's opinion
how?” Ask Ara, she really needs input now, this matter
it was so hard for him, even if he had to divide his two children in two places
feels impossible.
“Which opinion is mbak?”
“Sanaya can be sekola on the spot
general but Sagarea doesn't, then is it fair if I send them in
different places?”
“Maybe it is indeed the way
the only thing, how else could it be Ara. Just be grateful, his mother was Agra
definitely want the best for his grandson.”
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