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"He did live here.was going to Jogja just because his father worked there for a while.."

Like knowing what's on Rose's mind, Dafa explains it all.

Rose nodded her head, now that she knew the situation.

He's happy to see Akins again, isn't his fate good? they can be found again and can even let each other miss.

"Where did Azka's brother.he didn't come?", he asked Akins.

"Sister's sick aunt.so can't come"

Although Azka was a more closed child to him than Akins, but the Rose knew.

He was also sad to see a child of Azka's age who was mute and had been in his mother's residence.

*Definitely heavy for Azka...

"Then Akins will bring bread for brother.."

"Waah.tante very good ..."

Akins kissed Rose's cheeks, making her laugh because she was amused, even her cheeks until wet because of her actions.

They talked with a happy atmosphere, even the rose to forget the anxiety he was experiencing.

***

"Omaa...!!", Akins ran while carrying a plastic box containing a small cake.

He immediately got down from the Dafa sling after reaching home, Akins ran to his grandmother who was sitting watching the television.

"Oma's grandchildren don't run away, baby.later you fall down..."

A middle-aged woman with a short haircut instantly caught her puffed-up granddaughter.

"Young..! my mom..!! this is Akins so good..!"

"Oma's granddaughter did not say the same about Dafa.?"

"Akins welcome to meet aunty pretty oma..!"

Bu Risma frowned, she was confused by her grandson's words.

"Whose pretty aunt..?"

"That's a lot of tant.the woman who often Akins narrates, the baker.." said Dafa.

"Loh..isn't his house in Jogja?"

"Udah moved here not too long ago, with my husband.."

Bu Risma nodded her head in understanding, then she turned to look at her grandson who looked very happy.

Even though after returning from Jogja Akins always look moody and fussy, his words are always "Tante pretty"

Even Akins always asked to go to the cake shop and buy some of his favorite cakes, but he said it was different from the making of his beautiful aunt, so he only ate a little.

He was glad that his grandson had returned cheerful, look now Akins was eating the cake in his hands with greed, even until his mouth was full like that.

"Down-belly darling.", dabbing the cream that was smudged around the tiny lips.

"It's so good, oma..."

"May I ask..?"

"No.oma eat that brought Dafa aja, this is specifically for Akins.", while pointing to two large boxes of cakes on the table.

"This is a pretty aunt especially made for Akins.see oma.stlobelinya also a lot" he said again.

Dafa shook his head to see Akins' actions, his nephew looked very happy, in contrast to the previous days.

"Well.Well, did you buy Daf..?"

"No aunt.this is also the same as the rose.."

"Why love so much.you should pay dong, pity who sell"

"I also refuse aunty, but the rose is still strong do not want"

"The only one for Azka's sister, the only one for Dafa she said omaa.", Akins said on the sidelines of his meal.

"Good ..try here oma want to try bread to make your pretty aunt.."

Hearing his oman say that, Akins directly jumped from the lap of Bu Risma, then took some cake.

Akins wants to show how good the cake is and just wants to show off his pretty aunt's skills.

"The cake is good, isn't it..?"

Ms. Risma nodded with a smile, the cake was really good, the sweetness was right on her tongue, and the texture of the cake was really very soft.

It is fitting that his grandson was very crazy about the cake made by the Rose.

"Well, the words granddaughter oma is right, the cake is delicious.tomorrow oma peek into the shop"

"Benel oma..?!"

"Yes dear.if there is a time Akins and Kak Azka go there the same oma.."

"Yeeayy..Akins dear oma.!", said Akins spirit while running around the table.

There was a sense of excitement and pleasure from the day Bu Risma saw her grandson so happy like that, it was a long time ago she saw her grandson excited after the departure of her daughter-in-law, the mother of both grandchildren.

Ever since his son-in-law chose to leave his son and grandchildren, this house is very quiet and feels gloomy.

Since then he also hated his former son-in-law, his son's life became a mess and his grandson grew without happiness.

But after coming home from Jogja, his grandson always told me about a beautiful woman who was very good and also smart in making cakes.

Every story about his beautiful aunt Akins always looks very excited and happy, although not infrequently his grandson whines to ask Azam to go to Jogja to find the woman.

"It turns out that the cake that was ordered by Aunt Ani at the time of the ceremony was also from her shop loh tant.."

"The cake tasted good all.tante so curious as to the person.."

If only Roses had not been married, surely he would have tried to approach the woman, Bu Risma would have seen how the attitude of Roses, if it was appropriate he intended to match his son with the woman.

Isn't that nice? moreover, his grandson seemed to like him very much.

"Who's cake is good mah.?" said Azam who had just come down from the top floor along with Azka in his carrier.

"This is a beautiful aunt who in Akins' speech turned out to move to Jakarta, this Akins also just met this afternoon.."

Azam was surprised to hear the words of his mother, she quickly walked to the sofa and joined them to sit with them.

"Rose moved to Jakarta.?", he asked once again, he wanted to make sure for the second time.

"Yes father.tadi Akins met aunty pretty loh..Akins also bought a lot of cakes, he said to Azka's sick sister ..bial quickly healed"

There was joy in his heart when he heard the word of his son, Rose ..Roses to Jakarta..!

Isn't this destiny ..? he did not expect to be able to meet Roses again, before he even went to Jogja again because Akins was always fussy and crying to meet his beautiful aunt.

But by the time they got there, the store was already burnt to the ground, and when he asked the people around he said Roses had moved house.

What a happy coincidence.not only Akins longs, in his deepest heart he also misses a little Rose.

Although he knew it was a mistake, Azam could not deny it either, he just wanted to love the Rose in silence without ruining his domestic relationship.

"Why did Azka come down..? you are still sick dear.",Bu Risma holds Azka's forehead, turns out her grandson's forehead is still hot.

"She whined to come down.I'll take her downstairs, maybe get bored in the room.."

"I want the cake" Azka said, pointing to the cake on the table.

Well..Azka can talk, she will only open her voice in front of her family, she can not talk to strangers, all because of the trauma she had experienced.