My wife Little Child

Chapter 19

4 Days later, Soekarno Hatta International Airport.

Dira cried as she hugged her mother tightly. "Mama..hu... Why the hell Dira should be separated gini same you... Dira... Dira can't live without you." Dira's crying became more and more, her words became stammered so long as she cried.

Mama in his arms cried, "You're patient, baby. Mom and Dad didn't want any of this to happen. We are also heavy if we have to separate from you... You are patient, yes... If you're the boss, you ask Fahri anterin to our house, meet Mas Adit..."

Dira took off her embrace. His eyes are so thick. Red nose.

Now replace Papa who hugged him, and again the cry of Dira broke again. So that even papa can not stem his tears. "You're patient, honey. Now, right, there's Fahri by your side. Papa is sure he can replace Papa Mama. To always take care of you, comfort you, even make you happy. Papa's message, honor him, honey. Because now he is your priest..."

The crying of Dira is becoming more and more.

"Darling... You don't have to worry. We may just be apart for a while. If one day Papa gets a leave of absence, surely Papa and Mama will return to Jakarta..."

Dira took off her embrace.

Now change Adit hugged his mom papa alternately.

"You take good care of yourself, Dit" his papa said.

Adit nodded, his face unable to hide the sadness.

Then now it was Fahri's turn to hug Papa Mama alternately. "It's fine there, Pa, Ma."

Papa and Mama nodded, "Titip Dira yes, son." Papa's message for the last time.

Fahri.

*****

After returning from the airport, Dira kept locking herself in her room. I don't know how many hours she cried.

Fahri had tried to persuade him, but the result was nil.

"Dir, eat first yuk. From this afternoon you have not eaten yet, you know," Fahri tried to persuade again while knocking slowly on the door of his room.

"I'm not a laper...! So, Fahri ate first! Don't bother me, I want to be alone...!" he almost screamed.

Dira's room is upstairs. While Fahri's room is downstairs, which is indeed the main room.

*****

At 21:15 WIB.

Dira finally really felt his stomach rumble amazingly. Worms in his stomach seem to start protesting because indeed from noon nothing has entered his stomach, even white water though.

He finally walked out of his locked room. Then settles down to the bottom floor already exactly like a thief you are afraid of the citizens.

He also walked to the dining table that was integrated with a minimalist kitchen. The hood of saji. And instantly his eyes sparkled. There is fried chicken kremes complete with sambel ijo, tempe fried, bakwan corn, and kale. Instantly he swallowed his saliva. Then impatiently, he immediately grabbed the plate and took the warm rice in magic com. And began to eat the food that was in the dining table with greed.

Without him noticing, someone quietly observed his movements from behind the wall. He laughed at Dira's behavior. Yeah, who else if not Fahri.

*****

Tomorrow, on Monday.

Dira squealed loudly when he saw the clock on his phone already showing at 07.15 WIB. Oh my God, he's bad luck! At 8 o'clock this morning, he went to college.

He hurriedly ran to the bathroom in his room. And a short shower like never before, which sometimes almost takes 45 minutes for him to take a bath.

Then with grasak-grusuk down to the bottom floor. Fahri was eating breakfast alone at the dinner table. Yes, he does still have 4 days of marriage leave from the campus where he works.

"Iihhh, Mas Fahri how is siihhh...? Why not wake me up...? I'm late for gini, right...!" totally sebal.

"Why are you guilty of Mas Fahri?" Fahri tried to stay calm, "You're so big. You should be able to wake up on your own. Unless you are a child of Kindergarten, it's natural that it still has to be built," he said still calm while applying bread with chocolate jam.

Iiiihhhh nyebelinn bangett...!

"Yaudah let's spit, Mas Fahri anterin you to campus. You want to have breakfast, right?"

"No need!" jutek.