Not Same Again

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A year later.

" I can't stand it anymore" said Bian, sighing a long heavy sigh .

Nana nodded. He understood what the husband meant .

" I'm really not finished thinking . It's been a year ! But, why won't they visit Adit ?

Was not the slightest bit of their conscience moved to meet Adit ? '' Bian clucked in annoyance.

He was angry and upset at the Adit family who never once came to visit Adit in a mental hospital.

Even when called, they never give certainty when they can come.

'' Adit did make a mistake. But did they have to abandon him like this ?! "

Nana nodded again.

Is correct. I don't think a year's time has passed.

During that time, Nana and Bian visited Adit in a mental hospital .

Thanks to the support and spirit that never broke they gave, Adit's condition gradually improved.

Now Adit is no longer placed in a special room.

He who is mentally considered to have been stable and also has been able to control himself, is given freedom in activities even though it is still within the scope of the hospital.

Adit even wants and can be invited to talk.

This of course makes Nana and Bian happy . Because it means Adit can heal and return to normal as before.

It's just that there is one thing that makes them burdened to always think.

Every time they visit Adit always asks about his family . Who wouldn't visit, just call him they wouldn't if it wasn't Nana or Bian who called first.

As if he could feel Adit's sadness, Nana and Bian were made unbearable because Adit always questioned the same thing. When will his family come ?

Bian was already at the limit of his patience.

He decided to go to Dubai to meet the Adit family.

" I have to go see Adit's family and talk to them. I promise I won't take long "promise Bian while stroking and pecking Nana's cheek.

* * *

A few days after Bian left for Dubai.

At 11, the time is uphill. Susana at home looks lonely.

Bi Gani to market. Susan and Mr. Tole are picking up Dion to school .

While Nana accompanies Siti at home while waiting for them all to come home.

'' Mamaaaaa' Dion's voice echoed throughout the house.

The sound of her footsteps could be heard entering the house.

Likewise with Susan who tailed behind while carrying a school bag and provision.

Nana who was in the kitchen rushed out to greet the hotshot .

Dion squandered a hug on Nana.

'' How is the school ? '' the same question that Nana always asked when Dion came home from school.

It has been six months since Dion completed therapy and was declared ready to interact and deal with many people.

Nana was enthusiastic about putting him in school.

'' Papa hali's coming home huh, ma ? '' asked Dion who still could not say the word 'r ' .

Nana nodded.

'' aiya, later tonight papa till ''

Dion smiled at the sumringah. Showing how very happy he is if the figure he is waiting for and who he really misses coming home.

'' Yes, uda. now Dion change clothes first there.

Then my mom went to the kitchen, yeah.

Grandma's making Dion's favorite cake ''

The five-year-old boy walked away from the mother to her private room located on the side of Siti's room.

Dion no longer sleeps in his room with his parents.

Nana actually could not bear to part sleeping with her son.

But he should get used to it.

Because the more Dion grew up, the more he would be curious about many things.

And that worries him.

He did not want the incident where the child had caught him and Bian was making out on the sofa , repeated again.

Therefore, Nana reassured herself if it was time she took a firm step.

All for the sake of the common good.

Also by doing so , he so has a space of privacy and can be freely with the husband.

" Granny "greet Dion who has changed house clothes . He hugged Siti like she had been separated for a long time.

Dion is very clingy and loves Siti. Because that is also what he had gotten from Siti.

The love and tenderness of love are immeasurable in magnitude.

Siti gently stroked her grandson's back, then asked Dion to take off her embrace.

He reasoned that he was in the middle of a responsibility with his work that was giving cake.

Dion pursed his lips while moving away with a sour face.

He was disappointed to think that his grandmother was more concerned with making cakes than he was.

Dion then approached Nana who was sitting on the side of the kitchen table.

The boy's forehead shriveled, looking at the apron stuck to Nana's body.

The tumben ? thought surprised.

Because he never saw his mother wearing the typical attributes of the kitchen. Nana rarely sets foot in the kitchen.

The reason why Nana did not come to pick her up was because she had intended to help as well as learn to make cakes with Siti.

But diligent and untalented made him give up in the middle of the road.

Siti did everything.

Nana is just a spectator.

" Ma "Dion looks up.

" The Eng ? Why baby ? " Nana's down.

" Adek Dion when is it ? "

" mmmmm... Maybe two more months "Nana raises her eyes, like she's remembering - remembering and counting.

Dion nodded.

" Later Friday afternoon we go there as papa Nana makes a smile.

Dion nodded again with a similar smile.

The mother and son can't wait for Bian to arrive and Friday.

Nope. Not Nana.

Nana is not pregnant. Or rather, it is not believed to get pregnant again.

What is meant by Dion's sister is a child in the birth of Cicilia who has now entered the third trimester.

And according to the USG results, Cicillia and Han will be blessed with twins who cannot be ascertained as to what gender.

Nightfall.

Bian arrived at home and was greeted by a warm embrace meant the longing of his son, wife and also in-laws Siti.

After dinner, the residents of the house continued to chat in the family room as usual.

The clock is pointing to the number 10. One by one they started going to their rooms.

But not with Dion.

Because of his longing for his father, he also asked to be allowed to sleep in his parents' room.

" Tonight caja.ya , ma, yes ? ... Bole ya, maaaa " said Dion with a glaring eye .

He showed that expression only to his mother.

Because he knew that his father could not refuse his request.

Although actually Bian felt a little disappointed because he could not make out with his wife to let go of the longing after almost a week did not meet.

But he could no longer refuse Dion's request.

Not every day will his son interfere with his time with Nana.

Just like Nana.

Since the day Dion saw her and Nana having sex, Bian has been more cautious.

It was like it was traumatizing him.

How not. Dion who was curious then showered him with many and various questions.

Not satisfied with the answer he gave, Dion then asked anyone at home. Make it and Nana have to resist embarrassment when dealing with their household assistants.

Because events like this are not uncommon in other households.

Even though this is not something that deserves to happen.

After getting reprimand and understanding from Siti, he and Nana agreed to separate sleep from her son.

And since then, Bian and Nana as much as possible did not make out in front of Dion . Not to ask questions like that.

Because of Dion who did not stop asking, Nana and Bian finally gave up. Tonight Dion will sleep with them .

Just tonight, only. That's what Nana said to Dion.

In Room , the little family was already lying on the bed with Bian between Nana and Dion.

Dion asked Bian to sleep.

He wants before going to sleep patted the big palm of the papa.

' Shek. shek. ' the sound of the body shifting.

Bian was turning his body over after patting and managed to put his son to sleep.

Now it's his turn to fuck his wife . Bian chuckled small.

There was a beautiful face of the wife decorated with a smile.

Both bring the face closer and

short-sighted each other's lips.

Bian slipped his big hand into Nana's kimono-clad body, then pulled and brought her into his arms.

" So how's it going ? " ask Nana who put her face to the chest of the husband's field.

" Tomorrow we go and take him to meet Adit "

Nana sighed full of relief because it was not in vain Bian to Dubai .

Bian came home with good news.

Not only talk , Bian apparently managed to convince them to come and visit Adit.

Bian returns to Indonesia with Ida, Adit's mother. The plan is tomorrow, they will pick Ida up to the hotel where she is staying, after which drive her to meet Adit.

* * *

In the mental hospital, where for a year this became home at once where Adit underwent treatment to recover his mental.

'' Aunt Nana touched Ida's shoulder gently.

The middle-aged woman turned her head and smiled faintly .

Nana grabs Ida's left hand and she puts it on her arm.

I mean that Ida walks along with him.

Ida nodded.

The two women walked first . While Bian turned towards the administration room.

It is an obligation, anyone who comes to visit must report first.

After getting permission, Bian rushed after Nana and Ida to a special room for a visit.

About fifteen minutes of waiting, Adit arrived accompanied by a male nurse in a white uniform .

Adit's steps slowed down when he saw who was sitting next to Nana.

Bian stood behind him.

Adit stopped stepping.

Her eyes were red and her tears were flowing without her being able to prevent it.

Immediately he turned around to hide his face that was wet from uncontrollable tears.

Seeing that, Ida moved from her seat.

He could no longer hold back his tears.

Never once did he imagine. If the child he used to be proud of because of his gentle attitude and also obedience, now it is in a mental hospital.

Which mother's heart is not sad to see the state of her child like this ?

Adit doesn't even look the same as the last time he saw her.

This was the reason he did not come to visit his second son.

It cannot be .

Still recorded clearly in his memory, when he received a call from the police who told him that Adit stumbled on a criminal case.

At that time Ida was in shock to frustration.

Plus when knowing if the verdict handed down to the child is sent to a mental hospital.

Ida was almost crazy thinking about it.

I don't think he can hear it anymore, especially if he has to see it.

His heart, brain and whole body ached every time he remembered Adit's state.

But simultaneously, longing and wanting to meet often urge him to go to see Adit.

But it takes time for him to prepare his heart.

If only Bian did not come and give understanding also explain how Adit is, maybe until now he did not necessarily want to come here.

Bian's arrival had made him aware. His son's friend assured him that he could no longer escape reality .

No matter what, Adit is still his son.

What he should have embraced was not living alone. Because that is what a mother should do to her child.

'' Ha-Hadit. '' Ida's voice hoarsely called out .

Adit who was as unwillingly slowly turned his thin body around.

That pale, tapered face made Ida's cry break.

He embraced the body of his son who felt frail.

'' I'm-I'm sorry Mama Adit... '' Ida tightened her embrace.

'' My mother is not wrong.. Adit is wrong..

Forgive Adit uda a lot ngecewain mama Adit buried his face on Ida's shoulders.

Nana docked at Bian, then buried her face in Bian's chest. Bian stroked Nana's back.

Nana crying. He was too washed away in the novelty of mother and child that happened before him .

As a mother, although not fully know, but she can understand Ida's feelings.

For she is what it feels like to conceive, give birth and love a child born from her womb.

He could not imagine how broken Ida was right now.

Ida was still hugging Adit who was unceasingly apologizing.

'' Ha-addit... '' Ida took off her arms and pressed Adit's body until there was some distance between them.

He looked at Adit as his hands wiped away the tears that had soaked the entire surface of his beloved son's face.

'' Ha-A-Adit, mama's coming to take you home, son.

You want 'em ? ''

With trembling lips, Addit nodded.

Five years ago he was ignored .

Then this year he felt he had been thrown out and forgotten .

But he realized why his family was acting that way towards him. And he can't blame them either.

That's why all this time he could only wait, harboring a longing for the warmth of his family.

After what Ida said a few seconds ago, Adit of course felt happy.

He didn't know if he would be brought home.

I can't wait to get back together with my parents and older sister.

'' Thank you, Bi.

Thank you, Na.

Thank you for forgiving me.

Thank you for accepting me and still seeing me as a friend.

And thank you for all the time you have taken to accompany me all this time.

Maybe all my life I won't stop thanking you.

Because I don't know in what way I can repay all your kindness to me.

Thank you very much ''

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