Son-in-law for Mom

Just two of them

"Mas, but it's still afternoon ...."

"When should the owner go home with the employee?" Alva stepped out of the cafe by gesturing for Safira to follow. In a hurry he followed the steps of Alva, after saying goodbye to employees. The cold man stared straight behind the wheel. He only glanced at it as Safira entered. Car skids off cake shop.

There was no conversation until they got home. As usual, the house is still quiet. Just heard the song of Mr. Yuda's pet bird. Not wanting to linger alone with the man, quickly Safira out of the car. The sound of the horn from the rear car made him flinch. The crisp laughter of Tyo from inside the car saw the expression of the girl.

"Oh, Oh, My Tyo! Ngagetin ah!" the thrill of rubbing the chest with a throbbing face.

"Sorry! Tumben came home in the afternoon, "The neat-looking man stepped into Safira's fingers. The girl did not answer she only glanced at Alva who was still behind the wheel. Tyo again chuckled then took the leggy girl into the house.

Grey floor and brown marble walls that look shiny even not infrequently Sapphira uses to look just tidying up her hair. Like this afternoon, at a glance he tidied his hair, it was captured by Tyo's pair of shady eyes. The tall man pulled his lips.

"Ngaipa? There was a mirror" he pointed at the large mirror in the middle room. Resisting his embarrassment, he quickly ran towards the room.

Tyo shook his head, putting his body onto the sofa. The corner of his eye caught the new brother coming straight into the kitchen. He knew the little sister was a little upset to see the incident just now. The man saw a different expression from Alva's face. Loosening the tie he approached his sister who was sitting in the dining room.

"Ehm, so what?"

Lazy Alva glanced at Tyo.

"Where's what?"

"Have spoken to my mother about ...."

"Not yet!" he then held the white water in front of him. The dimpled man laughed at his sister's reply. He could have guessed that the sister would not dare to ask the mother to cancel the plan.

"Not funny, Brother!" gerrutu annoyed. Tyo's laughter grew louder at the annoyance of the man who was four years younger than him. Alva snorted, leaving her brother who was still chuckling.

A little run he climbed the stairs to the room. At the same time Sapphira came out of the room and nearly collided.

"Ck, you see what the hell!" alva said furiously looking at the long-haired girl in front of him.

"Sorry, Mas. I want to ...."

"Where are you going?" inquiringly.

The taper-legged girl looked at Alva in wonder.

"You go to the kitchen, can't you?"

Alva did not reply, he continued his steps towards the room while restoring his hair.

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After dinner, Safira sat alone on the terrace enjoying the gurgling water from the fish pond in the courtyard. Ms. Santi and Mr. Yuda have not arrived yet. The sound of leaves greeting accompanied him.

"Safira, I'm sure you'll be successful later, son." His mother's words returned. He was not born of capable people. Both parents had to bone up to become laborers in the garden owned by Eyang Fatima, to finance the school. The desire to make his parents happy must run aground when they are both called by God simultaneously. Both were hit by landslides while working.

There was a clear feather falling on his cheek. When Tyo showed up.

"Dreamy?" he stared with a frowning forehead, "you cry? Why?"

Quickly the girl rubbed her cheeks then smiled.

"Is there anything that bothers you?"

"Nothing, Mom. I just miss my late father's mother" she replied slowly. The man nodded in understanding. Not wanting to see Safira sad he tried to cheer up taking the girl for a walk.

"There is a delicious ice cream that just opened near the park not far from this complex, follow me yuk!" get excited. The girl looked doubtful, then she quickly smiled and followed Tyo towards the car.

"Do you like ice cream?" Tyo asked as the two of them had been in the car. Safira nodded telling her that she very rarely enjoyed the meal.

"You can buy and enjoy as much as you like later" said the man who was focused on driving.

"Later I'm fat, Mas!" tukas Safira laughs.

"What if you're fat, why?"

"Not why, anyway. But if the fat will be heavy to do anything," always laugh softly.

Before long they reached their intended place. The park is more properly called a playground for young children. There are a lot of games there, from seesaws to ball showers.

Lights - the lights decorate every corner, the sound of screaming and the jokes of small children is heard.

Food vendors are no less crowded. From traditional foods such as rangi cakes, egg crust to the contemporary ones such as burgers, crepes and others. Sapphira's beautiful eyes sparkled at the sight before her.

"Would you like to play that?" tawar Tyo pointed at the slide game not far from where they stood. The girl's face shone withstanding embarrassment.

"Ih, Mas Tyo, it's a game for kids!" he tapped the arm of the man next to him. Tyo chuckled and took her to an ice cream shop.

Homy's atmosphere greeted them. The shop is not too big. Everything is made of wood, from buildings to tables and chairs. The two men sat by the window. After ordering two servings of ice cream they chatted while waiting for the order to come.

"Why don't you accept it? That's a great career opportunity!" tanya Tyo as she thanked him as the waitress delivered their order.

"I don't dare, Mom. I haven't talked to my mom yet, either" she explained, spooning chocolate ice cream into her mouth.

"Why not say? Tell me, I'll be happy and agree. Am I the one who told you?"

Safira shook her head, then smiled. Tyo furrowed his brows as if he was guessing something.

"Alva don't-don't forbid you huh?"

"No, Mom! No one forbids me."

"You sure?" Tyo asked again as if in disbelief.

Safira tried to convince the man in front of her. Not wanting to make the girl go awry, Tyo nodded trying to believe. Although his little heart felt that the younger brother had forbidden Sapphira.

"You want to add?" He glanced at Sapphira's bowl of chocolate ice cream.

"Maybe?"

"Who is forbidden? I said you can eat as much as you can" Tyo smiled back. The girl smiled widely then nodded. Tyo called the waiter to order a frozen meal made from the dairy product.

"We go there yuk!" take Tyo pointing towards the fountain at the end of the park.

The girl nodded, they walked side by side. The park is still crowded, understand tomorrow is Sunday. Many families spend time together in this place.

"Have you ever dated, Safira?" tanya Tyo gestured for the girl to sit on a park bench close to the fountain. Hearing that question he just shook his head with a smile.

"I don't have time for that, Mom!"

Tyo shrugged his shoulders smiling.

"Oh yeah?"

Safira nodded, he stepped closer to the fountain. The clothes are playing there. The man in black approached.

"I've been here almost three months, Mom. I miss playing under the gurgling waterfall in the village, running in the rice field, with friends sunning the grain ...." His eyes stared straight. "People know, it's so much fun" she smiled.

"You miss all that?"

Safira nodded her head towards Tyo.

"You want to visit there?" Back he nodded.

Tyo nodded with a smile as he patted Safira on the shoulder and took her home.

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Sunday morning usually Safira participate busy themselves in the kitchen with Mbok Mirah. A woman her mother's age - if she's alive - it's fun. According to Mbok Mirah he has a daughter who is the same age as Safira. Her daughter works out of town and comes home once a month. The presence of Sapphira became a painter miss the middle-aged woman.

While cool to help make breakfast with Mbok Mirah, his name is called. The girl looked.

"Mas Alva? What's up?" His eyes rounded then quickly closed with both hands when he saw the bare-chested man in front of him.

"You'll be ready at nine, my friends will come to the cafe!" he said indifferently not caring about the girl's expression.

"But if my week is not to the cafe, Mas?" she still with her hands closed.

"Ck! Can you please accompany me today? I mean, you're the owner, I asked you today to come. All promotions!" Without waiting for Safira's reply the man with a sharp nose stepped back into the room.

The girl sighed then went back on helping to cut the vegetables.

"Instead you follow his wishes, son. Mas Alva is different from Mas Tyo," whispered Mbok Mirah approaching.

"But if the week, I have a holiday, I want to take care of orchids in the backyard, Mbok," he lamented.

Mbok Mirah shook her head gesturing to follow the wishes of the second son Bu Santi.

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Wearing a long white dress with a pattern of small yellow flowers with hair left untouched, Safira ready to go. The legs are wearing black flat sandals given by Ms Santi. Alva was already in the car with a white t-shirt and dark blue jeans. Without waiting for the signal, he sat in the back. As usual, he sat in front. Safira deliberately did that as a form of protest.

"Why in the back? I'm not a driver!" the jolt was cold, "quickly move!" alva looked back. The man's anger made Safira tremble. With a heavy heart he followed that order.

The car glided slowly, Safira silently gazing out the window.

"Where are you going last night with Tyo?" the question was cold without looking.

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