Renjana Dusk Kala

Chapter 79. We're Such A Happy Family (2)

Jakarta

Pocktail

From the restaurant, Tama took them down to the ground floor.

"Om the same mom wants a photo first," said Tama.

Sasa and Umay walked ahead. Staring at every storefront they passed by with awe-inspiring highlights. Sometimes whispering and then laughing. Icad and Reka followed behind. The compact goes hand in hand in silence.

"Straight, Sa," cried Tama as the children looked confused. "The study is red in front."

From the place of walking can be clearly seen an exclusive outlet with the dominant color of marun. Being in the middle among the leading bookstore chains and overseas retail stores.

Photo Traces. Once the writing in large sizes decorated with fluorescent lights in matching colors.

The atmosphere inside the booth was quite crowded. A number of people were seen lining up in front of the cashier. Others sit in waiting chairs or look around.

Tama went straight into the queue. While children are engrossed in paying attention to large photos of unique designs that are displayed to meet the inner wall of the outlet.

"It." Not having to wait long, Tama has handed print out the queue number to him. "I'll get a shirt in the car. You have something to take, right?"

He shook. Because it does not bring a copy. The clothes he was wearing right now were the best. Compact powder and lipstick matte pink blossom that he bought this morning in the store bang Ahmad before Tama came to pick up, also has been neatly stored in the bag.

While waiting for Tama to return from the basement, she chose to sit in the waiting chair. Right next to Reka who is busy playing mobile phones. He wanted to have a conversation, but had trouble choosing a word match to begin with.

"They?"

Nope. It's too short. Better a greeting that can open a long chat.

"Where did Filio go with his family?"

No. gabe. It's also too detailed. The designer hasn't even introduced Filio to her yet. It could be, she is considered as a mother who is pretentious and familiar.

Until the figure of Tama appeared in front of the door of the booth, walking with long steps while carrying a black paper bag. He did not greet Reka.

"I'll change my clothes first." Tama pointed to the white door located in the corner of the waiting room with room fittings on it.

He nodded. Unknowingly looking to the side, right at the moment when Reka was also looking towards him.

He tried to smile.

The designer also seems to be trying hard to smile.

The two of them finally threw each other a clumsy smile.

"At home in Jakarta?" It becomes the most unplanned first question. It just slid out of his mouth without a second thought.

The one who no longer smiles just shrugs his shoulders. "Lumayan."

"August ...."

"They ...."

They say the word at the same time. He turned back. Reka too.

"If Reka ...."

"If Aunt ...."

They spoke again simultaneously.

"They used to be ...."

"Auntie first ...."

The third time said at one time no doubt made them both smile. Unintentionally out of power little by little began to melt the chunks of ice that became insulating and restricting them.

But before he managed to reach the joran that was waving before his eyes, someone called out.

"Powder." Tama who just came out of the room fittings and was wearing a full uniform walked over.

"Dreamy?" Tama pointed to a 32-inch display of queue number viewer that now shows the number 12F. "Our turn."

"In a moment, yeah." He was able to say goodbye to the design who nodded back. Rushing followed Tama who had already walked towards the glass door that read studio 1.

"Not dance yet?" Tama asked as she opened the glass door for him.

"Could anyway?" He asked back. Last night, Tama just invited to make a photo together. Not once about make up.

Tama watched her face closely. "No need. It's beautiful."

He walked past Tama who was still holding the glass door for him while hissing in disbelief.

"Thee." Tama pointed at her lips. "Let's not look pale in the photo."

He according. Walk towards the mirror in the corner of the studio room to sweep lipstick. While Tama was conversing with the photographer who was about to photograph them.

"Known, my future wife." Tama welcomed his arrival with a smile. "Pocut, this is Saki, Aswin's sister. Owner Traces Studio."

He smiled nodding. "Powder."

"Alsaki," replied the young man who looked the same age as Agam was friendly.

"Cool him," Tama continued. "Still in college his photography hours are already high."

"Ah, Ndan this one." Saki laughed shaking her head. "Modal name akang. Not cool."

The photo taking session was short. At first they were photographed themselves. Only then are the photos in side by side positions.

"All the photos with the kids?" Tama looked towards him. "Can, Ki? But not yet a reservation at the cashier."

"Ready, Mas." Alsaki nodded. "Where is his son? Let me call you."

"Remember the design?" Seloroh. "Forgets sure. Last time I saw him was a baby, right?" Tama laughs. "Let me call myself."

Sasa became the most enthusiastic. Run ahead just to hit and hug him.

"Mama .... very beautiful .. her lips are red ... Hihih ...."

Umay followed while grinning. Followed by Tama who walked the back. Embracing the shoulders of Reka and Icad simultaneously.

"Well, big family, Mom?" Alsaki was surprised to see the appearance of the children.

But Tama laughed. "We play, Ki."

With the help of an employee, Alsaki began to set the place and background. He helps to comb Sasa's hair. Talk to Umay. While the Design and Icad are again compact tidying the hair in front of the mirror. But stay in silence. Never once heard the chatter between the two ABGs.

"The most beautiful sister can be closer to mom. Yeah, great." Alsaki started to set their positions.

"Abang Reka close to dad, shoulder nempel nikit. Right again. Thin. Okay." Okay."

"Abang shirt box also mepet bit to dad. A little slanted to the left. Just a little not most. Yak, sip!"

"Abang blue shirt position is good. But shoulders can be opened, don't slouch. Well, so!"

"All look ahead. Eyes filled. Ready on the count of three. Give the best smile. Okay. One, two, cheers ...."

"Send home, Ki," Tama said after the photo shoot.

"Ready." Alsaki. "Most ask for the address, Mas."

Then Tama took them back to the main floor. Enter a booth with a unique light setting that reads Sports and Beyond.

"We buy a swimsuit first," said Tama who was immediately rejected even though while whispering.

"No need, Mom. Thanks though. The kids already have."

"But it's at home?" Tama smiled. "We went straight to the waterpark. Need a swimsuit and his friends."

"Saturday ...." Regardless of his protest, Tama had already gone after Sasa.

And her head suddenly throbbed when Tama showed her two sets of bespoke swimsuits with fantastic price tags.

"Plain? Motive?" Tama raised both.

He shook. "No. Thanks though. I can't swim."

Tama raised an eyebrow. "Let's teach."

"It's not so ...." He sighed in disbelief seeing Tama again not listening to him.

And Tama really did not heed his objections because now, Tama had walked over while carrying a number of orange-colored bags containing items that had just been purchased.

"Mama," whispered Sasa who was on her tiptoes wanting to grab her neck. "I was bought good glasses. Nih ...."

He looked at the pink children's swimming glasses that Sasa held while exhaling a long breath.

"Bang Umay with Brother Icad too," continued Sasa with a sparkling face. "His eyes are so blue. Better than we bought at the market in shock, Ma."

He looked at Tama who was joking with Umay. Maybe they should talk about this. He never spends money without careful planning. Because there is nothing to waste. While Tama is so flexible spending money without thinking. The real difference between the two of them.

"Where are we going?" Tanya Tama shortly after driving out of the Mall area.

"Snowdayyyy!" Sasa and Umay cheered in excitement. While the back seat remains silent.

Tama laughs. "How many times has Umay been to Snowday?"

"Never," replied Sasa and Umay compact.

In that instant Tama turned to her. Giving a strange look as he muttered softly, "Our children are taken to the best places they should go."

He was silent and did not answer. His children rarely travel. Except for compulsory school programs. Or picnic to a place of a million people whose entrance ticket price is affordable.

At last.

"Lho, don't come?" Tama who has replaced jeans and white polo shirts into black shorts accented with white lines on the right front and interior of the white slim fit model shirt, I was surprised to see him not wearing a swimsuit.

He shook. "Just here." While pointing at the rest room in the VVIP cabin rented by Tama.

"Om .. Come on Om! Sama Mas Reka first. Sasa was left out." Suddenly Sasa tugged at Tama's hand.

"Later on, yeah." Tama had a smile before following the steps of Sasa who wanted to get into the pool immediately.

"Be careful, Sa," she cried, with a big smile and a wave of Sasa's hand.

And from his seat can be seen, Reka chose to swim in the deepest current pool rides. Icad is still at home in the spilled bucket rides. Umay fun playing perosotan rotate. While Sasa is in the pool boy with Tama standing watching on the sidelines.

He smiled to himself seeing Sasa laughing cheerfully playing the slide. Umay who tried to swim in the pool of the current despite choosing the most marginal place. Icad that has not yet moved from under the spilled bucket. The design that swims does not know how many times. And Tama is swimming in the children's pool because while watching Sasa.

He also uses a mobile camera to capture interesting moments of children (and Tama) in the rides. Although the resulting image is not good because the distance of the photo is too far.

But, a moment ... Why be Tama who nurtures Sasa, not him?

He exhaled a long breath looking at the orange color bag stored in the cabin. Inside there is a black swimsuit model covered with white accent lines exactly like the shorts worn by Tama.

He threw his eyes back into the vehicle. Noticing Reka, Icad, Umay and Tama swimming in a straight line accompanied by applause and Sasa's shout at the edge of the pool.

Then switch to staring at orange color bag for the second time with masygul.

Follow or not?

***

Tama

He feels like a man. With three boys swimming in a deep-current pool. A cheerful girl who was unceasingly laughing cheerfully. And a faithful beautiful wife awaits them in the cabin.

Damned!

Not yet a wife, Tama. Soon to be.

Expensive dreams that have been dreamt of. Togetherness with a warm and reassuring family. So happy, to the point of not realizing if there was someone who was watching him closely.

"Mas Tama? Oh, geez. Long time no see." A melodious voice suddenly greeted him after finishing a breaststroke fast-fight with the boys.

"Yeeeeee! The plan won!" But Sasa's screams caught his attention.

"Who won, Sa?"

"Mas Design champion one." Sasa started counting with his fingers. "Keep Om, Brother, just bang Umay!"

"I'm in the big number part anyway, Sa?" Umay's grumbling made the four of them chuckle.

A sweet voice greeted him again. "Mass? It's really Mas Tama, right?"

He still had time to see Sasa laughing and screaming because of the splashes of water that his brothers did. Before looking at the sound. Where a woman in a one piece swimsuit was smiling towards him.

"Samara?"

"Oh my goodness, my. Why disappear in the earth? Where aja? I went to the kids no one knew. Busy, huh?"

"Here?" Ask like bo people.

"No." Samara pointed to a group of children Sasa's age who were playing around in the children's pond.

"Ngangon krucil pondering." Samara giggles. "Mas itself? Same thing as well?"

He looked at Sasa who was no longer screaming because he was splashed with water. Whispering with Umay by the pool. While Reka and Icad are invisible stem of his nose.

"As a child," he replied as he threw a smile at Sasa who waved.

"Kids?" Samara frowned astonished with an expression demanding an explanation.

But the Reverse chanted his name. "DAD! Want to try it?" While pointing at the big yellow tire that is being carried with Icad.

He turned towards Sasa and Umay who were clapping. "I'm watching from behind the fence, Om!"

He grins.

"Lho, Mommy? Where are you going?" Samara was astonished to see him out of the pool without permission.

"Slide," he answered briefly as he pointed at the yellow giant tire that Reka and Icad were carrying up the stairs.

"I'm coming along."

They could have skated even if it was just three. Because the load is proportional to the combined load of Reka and Icad. Stay balanced.

But the capacity of the giant tyre is four people. There was still room left and Samara forced her along. No one can refuse.

"Your son, Mas?" Samara was astonished while pointing towards Reka. As they were queuing up the stairs to the rides. "It looks so similar."

He just smiled.

"Geez, what a handsome you are, Deck." Samara glimmered at the Design who put on an indifferent face. "What a pity papa, Dek?"

The designer did not answer even though Samara praised while patting her shoulder.

"Nephews left to play by themselves? Isn't it safe?" Ask wonder.

Samara laughed crisply. "There's encus (sister)."

He shook his head. "That's an angon child's encus. Not you."

Samara laughed as she patted her arm. "Mas can do it."

They finally rolled the four of them. Passing through the winding passageway with descending path and swooping. Making the tire thrown into a large circle shaped giant oil funnel. Jumping up and down and turning. Then it crashed into a large pool.

Design and Icad shouted out with all their might until the sound turned hoarse. While he chose to close his eyes to enjoy the sensation more. Not at all aware that Samara was holding on tightly to her arm from the beginning to the end.

"I'm going there!"

"There!"

The design and Icad designate different rides.

"Dad here first" he said as he swam to the edge. With Samara who still holds on tight.

"Serems, Mas."

He tried to release Samara's grip by climbing to the edge of the pool. While Reka and Icad engaged in a small debate about which rides to ride first.

"I'm coming!" Umay who followed them to the pool. Behind him followed Sasa who was shivering with coldness.

"Pick who Umay can come with, Ka, Cad." He dived back into the pool. Because Samara's still sticking tight. He was only able to sit by the pool after Samara let go of her grip.

"Mas never picked up my phone." Samara followed him sitting by the pool. With feet toying with water until it sounds slippery. "My message was never answered either. Sebel, deh."

He didn't answer. Waving towards Sasa who was standing cold to get closer. "Here, Sa."

"Busy is busy, Mom. But time doesn't have time for me?"

He scratched his non-itchy head. Choosing to turn her head towards Sasa who was already standing beside her. "Cooling? Want an ending?"

Ignoring Samara's suspicious gaze, he immediately poked with a question. "Who, Mum? Niece? Oh ... Sada's son, yes?"

"No," he answered briefly along with Sasa's nod.

"Yok." He got up and got out of the pool. "Sori, first."

"Eh, Mom." Samara. "It's hard to see ... Just a minute to talk?"

"I went with my family. Talk another time," she declined subtly.

"Well, Mas ...." Samara stomped her feet while scowling. "We went to the cafe, yeah. Or ... Mas cabin where. Kusamperin."

He waved his hand not answering. Holding Sasa's hand walked away from the pool towards the cabin.

"Nobody's mom, Sa?" He was astonished to see the contents of their empty cabin. Pocuts were neither in it nor in the front seat.

"Mm ...." Sasa flicked the index finger on the cheek with a frown. And it made him laugh. But Sasa's next remark instantly dashed his laughter.

"So the hell ... Sasa kayaknya see mama .. time Om same mas Reka equally brother want to slide."

"Where?"

"After Sasa. Look at Om same mas Reka same brother gliding."

He fizzed to guess what Pocut might see, so he decided to go quietly. "Continue?"

Sasa shrugged his shoulders. "Suddenly .. sim salabim .. mama disappeared, deh."

He checked the empty cabin. Then circulate a sweeping view of the entire area hoping to find Pocut's figure. But nil.

Then looked at Sasa who was increasingly shivering with coldness. "Will you change your clothes or go get your mama?"

"Come on, mama" replied Sasa quickly. "I don't want to change clothes. Ih, shame. I can't say mom. Change of clothes should be the same as mom."

He shook his head at Sasa's agile reaction to rejecting the offer to change clothes. Immediately switch into the cabin to pick up a towel.

"Wear this first," he said while wearing a kimono-shaped towel and tied the rope around Sasa's waist. "Now .. we're looking for mama."

***