
This morning we had breakfast together at the dinner table with a makeshift menu. It's a holiday today, so no one goes to school.
"Put, after this you get ready!," orders the Bima mas on the Princess.
"Where are you going, Dad?" asked the Princess.
"We want to pick up uti and akung." replied mas Bima.
"Uti and akung?," asked the Princess in surprise, maybe only this time he knew my parents. Because when Bima married me, the Princess was not invited to come. For his reasons he went to school.
"Who is that, Dad?" he asked again.
"Uti and akung it's father and mother Sarah" replied Bima by spooning the remaining rice into her mouth.
"OOO..," replied the Princess briefly.
"If so, the princess will not come. Because the grandmother said her house is far away, and for sure it will be very tiring." denied the Princess.
"There is no reason not to come, so all of them must follow" said mas Bima firmly.
The princess who initially denied his father's orders, now he did not dwell at all when he saw the face of Bima mas.
"Well, yeah." replied the Princess resignedly.
After breakfast he went straight to his room to get ready. Kean and I were ready earlier.
Moreover, Kean, who was already enthusiastic starting yesterday, met akung and utinya.
Me and Kean were sitting casually on the living room sofa, waiting for Princess and Bima who were getting ready.
Now the four of us went to the village to pick up mom and dad.
Along the way, the Princess looks always pouting face. Different from Kean who radiated to the part on his tiny face.
Arriving in the village, it feels like the Princess is reluctant to get out of the car.
"Well, Princess wait here huh?" whispered the Princess to Bima mas. He whispered, but I heard him.
"We're all down!," insisted Bima.
" Don't want to. The princess wants to be here!," he whined.
"Yes, it's up to the Princess!," it seems like Bima mas won't bother with what the Princess does.
The three of us walked in the courtyard of the house, towards the hut of mom and dad.
While Kean had run first, it seemed that he was already impatient to meet his akung and uti.
"Akung.. uti..," cried Kean from the yard while running towards the house.
The open door saw father and mother welcoming Kean's small body that ran towards her.
Seen the three of them let go of longing, the two of them took turns holding Kean.
"Assalamualaikum, sir, ma'am." I took mother's hand and kissed the back of her hand, and alternated with father.
And Bima did the same thing with what I did.
"Waalaikumsalam," answered the two of them.
"Let's go in Bima's son!," mother invited Bima mas to enter, while the father was still in a position carrying Kean.
Kean was completely reluctant to come down from his sling. It seems like the taste of kangen is very big to his akung that.
Mas Bima sat on a bench made of bamboo, and mother walked towards the kitchen.
"Where are you going?" asked me.
"Mother, I don't bother. If you're ready, we'd better leave soon" I said.
"Sarah, pity your tired husband driving the car. Rest a few minutes first." said mom while stroking my arm.
I could only give up with my mother's words, and I returned to Bima mas who was sitting casually on a bamboo bench inside my house.
"We, told to rest first mas." I said to mas Bima who was playing his flat object.
"Yes, it's okay Sarah. Some of the hands are also a little tired." replied Bima while moving her fingers.
I also sat next to Bima, who continued playing with his device.
"Mas, are you sure the Princess is staying in the car?," I asked Mas Bima. Because there is a feeling of unbearable, if he has to be hot in the car.
"That's his request." replied Bima by continuing to stare at his cellphone screen.
"Let's see again, my mother!" I commanded.
Mas Bima also stood up from his seat, and his cellphone he put in his shirt pocket.
He was walking towards a parked car. Then he opened the car door.
"Where is your husband, Sarah?" mother's voice surprised me who was currently staring at Bima mas in her car.
"that's Ma'am." I replied with my hand pointing at Bima's mas who was standing next to his car.
"Well, Sarah?" asked the mother by putting two cups of warm tea on the table.
"Please persuade the Princess, Mom. Let him come down." I replied.
The cup of tea that my mother gave me, I immediately absorbed slowly and carefully. Because if not, my lips and tongue may overheat.
"Ah... very delicious ma'am," I said after swallowing the sweet tea that I made. Now the cup that contains the tea, I put it on the table.
It looks like Bima is still standing, in the same place. Maybe the Princess still doesn't want to come down and enter here.
"Why didn't the Princess come down, Sarah?" asked the mother.
"Say he's still sleepy, ma'am. Because he left early this morning." I lied to you. This is deliberately done so that mother does not think about the Princess.
"Where are you going, ma'am?" I asked to divert my talk about the Princess. Because lazy also if you keep talking about the child.
"It looks like you took your father back, Sarah. Maybe look at the fish in the Empang." replied the mother.
"Let's see first" said the mother as she stood up from her seat. And walk to the back of the house.
After a long time standing there, Mas Bima finally walked here. And this time the Princess followed her from behind, with a sullen face.
"Drink the tea mas." I said pointing the tea at the table.
"Yes, Sarah." bima mas directly raised the cup containing the mother-made tea.
"Ah... aroma of tea is very fragrant, sar." said mas Bima.
"Dizziness in the head tastes instantly gone, when inhaling the aroma of this tea." continued Bima with closed eyes he inhaled the hot tea in the cup.
"You can, mas." said I while smiling silly, seeing the behavior of Bima mas.
From then on, the princess did not say a word. And his face was still the same, still full of bending. There was no smile on his face and lips.
"When do we go home, yeah?" asked the Princess to Bima mas. It seems that he is not comfortable in this house.
"Wait a minute, you'll be patient" replied Bima.