
My morning is bright, the sun is shining...
I carry my red bag on my shoulder...
"Ailee, your bag is pink!" cetus Aiden stopped the song Ailee was singing.
"Pink is also red.pink.." said Ailee.
The two children walked down the stairs leading to the dinner table for breakfast before leaving for their school. As usual, they will find it difficult to sit in a chair because of height, and at that time Aksa always frowns to see his children who are struggling.
"Papa don't laugh at us."
"Yes, we're still small it's only natural that it's difficult."
"And Papa tuh should buy a short chair, so we can easily sit."
Aksa sighed, The children are very chatty. "Why is it Papa's fault? Opa tuh who bought his chair," said Aksa pointed at Keno who was sipping coffee.
"Opa is not wrong, the wrong is Papa," said Aiden and Ailee simultaneously.
Aksa could only stroke his chest, trying to be patient, calm, so that his blood would not rise.
"Okay, here's your pancakes. Chocolate sauce for Aiden and strawberry sauce for Ailee," exclaimed Aza putting two pancake dishes in front of her children.
Today was exactly one month Aiden and Ailee entered school. And this is the first day that Aza is back at work. Feels his children are quite independent and can be left, Aksa also allows his wife to return to work.
"Aiden, Ailee, remember don't be naughty. If you get Papa and Mama to report from your teacher, Papa will not send you anymore" Aksa advised when the car has arrived at the international standard playgroup.
"Ready, Papa!"
"Darling, take good care of yourself. Don't go home if your mom hasn't arrived. Don't snack-"
Aiden and Ailee put their index finger in front of their mother's mouth so that the woman stopped talking, "Can't snack carelessly, can only eat food given by the teacher, can't be naughty, can't be naughty, and must listen to the words of the teacher."
"That's it, muachhhh..." Aza dipped her two cheeks in turn as a gift.
"Already, Mah. We have to go to class, and isn't Mama going to the office today?" said Aiden. The little boy looks cold, he doesn't like long-winded tele.
"Byee, Mah, Pah. Have a good day" said Aiden, he then pulled the hand of his twin brother leaving Mama and Papa who were still silent staring at them.
"Huffttt, finally out of the bad boys..." Aksa let out a long breath as if he had escaped from a very heavy burden.
"Hubby, were you a naughty little time huh? How naughty our kids are."
"It looks like the fruit fell not far from the tree. I used to be naughty, but very clever. Good looking from birth, yes anyway," replied Aksa arrogantly, Aza almost vomited hearing the words of her husband.
*****
The atmosphere of the office has changed, the arrangement of the room, the facilities, his friends are also the same. Devano and Clara have legally become a couple, they have also been blessed with a son who is one year younger than Ailee and Aiden.
And Sarah? Has he found the owner of his heart? Ah, he found it. Sarah married three months after the wedding of Devano and Clara. Her husband is an office friend but different. She has been blessed with a beautiful daughter whose age is only a few months different from the children of Clara and Devano. Sarah is expecting her second child in about four months.
"Yeah, Za, that's jealous. I'm confused if at home to do anything, so mending work deh," said Sarah.
"But how did my husband get you anyway?"
Aksa leaves the two women, he is quite upset when he remembers how Sarah seduced him first. Yes, Sarah threatened her to provoke Aza to hate her so that asking for divorce and child custody would fall in Aza's hands. Of course it makes Aksa afraid because Sarah's speech always makes anyone believe and melt, he is very clever to conquer someone.
"Already, Za. Do not need to be discussed again, ayok work later Mr. President is angry youh!" Sarah also hugged her best friend. He was already impatient through the days of working with Aza. They met often, but to work together, sitting side by side like before was greatly missed.
The first day of working again, Aza enjoyed it a lot. Joking with a friend of the division makes his mood improve. Laughter broke out in the room, it seemed like friends also missed Aza's presence in their midst.
The moment had to stop for a moment because Aiden and Ailee's clock had arrived, Aza rushed to their school. He breathed a sigh of relief that he was not late because there was a traffic jam on the road.
Aza took the bus to get there, but Pak Aryo was ready to take her anytime and anywhere but Aza did not want to. He just wants to teach his children about simplicity and how to blend in with other societies.
"Mamaaaa..." Shouted Aiden and Ailee running towards Aza who was sitting in the waiting room. Aza happily reached out her hand welcoming her two children into her arms.
"Mama's kids are tired, surely?"
"No. But I was very upset, just singing and dancing. I don't like it" said Aiden folded his arms around his chest to show that he was really upset.
"Oh yeah? Isn't that fun?"
"Not at all."
"Very fun! I really like to dance." said Ailee, she then moved her body dancing like what her teacher had taught her. Aza is always anxious about making it.
After talking for a while, Aza then invited his son to go out and look for a bus. Maybe they're the only ones standing by the side of the road looking for a bus that's passing through the area. All of his friends were indeed sons of the sultan, all of whom were driven by luxury cars.
"That bus is coming, ye ye ye ye ye...." Ailee jumped happily looking at the bus from a distance.
Tin-tin-tin!
The sound of the car horn made their gaze diverted. The car window came down showing the mothers with many gold necklaces adorning her neckline.
"Bu Aza, how did you get on the bus? There is no car at home, right?" ask her with a mocking smile. Her name is Bu Devi, a beautiful woman whose age is not far adrift with Aza. Very arrogant, Aza does not like it.
"I'm sorry, Mom. I first, the bus came," said Aza raised a smile before she and her children boarded the bus that had stopped in front of them.
"It seems like a difficult person, but why the nyekolahin styles of his son in international school," muttered Bu Devi who still sounded clearly in Aza's ears.
Not only did Ms. Devi speak like that, the other mothers were no less fierce. And Aza never responded because it would be a waste of time and energy.
"Yahhh, the bus is full, there is only one place" Aiden said.
"No papa dong, Mama can hold you guys."
Aza then sat down, telling Aiden and Ailee to sit on his lap. Throughout the journey, they always tell stories. Aza was happy to hear the stories of his children while at school, he also asked his son to repeat the lessons that had been taught.