
This morning Erik's house looked different than usual. The sound of laughter, screams, then crying alternately, into a chorus that sounds melodious through the ears, then watering the feeling with happiness. Whoever the parents heard, must have dreamed this happened in his life.
The man who still looks fit was sitting in a garden chair, looking after his grandchildren who were playing on the grass in front of the house. He had a dream, watching some of his grandchildren grow up lovingly and unfortunately, stroking one by one their hair, saying a parody of what they were talking about. Then laughs, when the grandson heard a funny story about the childhood of his parents.
Leya, who has now entered elementary school, is seen pedaling a bicycle, surrounding the Japanese grass that thrives in the yard. While Leo, Gwen, Queena, and Baim were swing toys, prosootans, and other toys, they understood each other, alternating despite small debates.
That drop of clear liquid glided freely, a happy overflow of what he was witnessing at the moment. Yes, he is happy, grateful to be given a long life, to be able to feel their presence. Until the next second, a voice came from his son's lips.
"You want Kalun to get you some coffee, Pa?" Kalun took a seat on the empty bench that was in front of Erik. He looked like him when he was young. Merely, Kalun's handsome level was lower than him. He held a smile, while watching Kalun's hair still look moist.
"Coffee?" Erik turned the corner of his lips. "Even your mama never offered me coffee!" he stared at Leya who had joined the others.
Now Kalun chuckled, then leaned his back on the back of the chair. Look at the kids who are playing. Seeing them laughing loosely, there was a sense of happiness that tickled his heart at this moment.
Silent. Both seem to be compiling a series of stories for their future.
"What papa, can you leave them to you?" Erik asked in a hoarse voice. "Hopefully they will always get along well," he said again without waiting for Kalun's reply, staring with a hopeful look towards his son.
"Right try," he answered briefly. He was enjoying the sight of Gwen fighting Baim. Take out the moves from the cartoon adaptation they witnessed last night.
Feeling satisfied looking at his grandson, Erik stood up and entered the house, without saying a word of goodbye to Kalun. He followed his wife who was probably busy in the kitchen.
Counted, it had been six days Ella was at home, after being hospitalized. He repeatedly warned the woman to rest. But his wish was rejected by his wife. On the grounds that his body will be weak if he continues to stand still.
Arriving in the kitchen, there were many women who helped him. Erik leaned against the wall, bending his hands together in front of his chest. His eyes focused on the women's activities, opening his earlobes trying to steal what they were discussing.
"Which aura, why not come?" the question is to break their happy laughter.
"Custom, Pa! Morning sickness, early pregnancy." Aluna answered while pointing at Maura's room on the first floor.
"Alby nemanin Maura is it, Pa? If it's Ken, just take a shower." Now Riella replied, while walking towards the dining table, putting the dishes that were ready to eat.
"Don't be tired!" reprimanding Erik when he saw Riella was rubbing her waist.
"Not tired, just a pegel!" Riella answered while pulling one of the chairs on the dining table. He gently rubbed his distended stomach, as the living thing kicked hard.
Riella had long felt the tremors of her child-to-be, until the sound of her feet coming down the stairs shifted her gaze.
"Are you leaving, Na?"
"Hmm .. There's a client decision hearing Nana, Pa! I can't just miss it." Naura answered firmly.
"Breakfast first! Our formation mumps are complete!" Said Erik, who made Naura let out a soft sigh, as if rejecting Erik's request.
"Come, Deck! Complete this, rarely Lo, we gather like this!" persuaded Riella, her hand moved pulling the chair beside her. But Naura refused him to take the chair he used to occupy.
Aluna approached and joined Riella and Maura, followed by Erik who took a seat in the leadership seat. Ask ART to call the child and his grandchildren.
Waiting for about 10 minutes, finally the child and his five grandchildren were already sitting at the dining table. Fulfill the seats that were originally empty. Erik watched alternately with his four children. Maura, who was spoiled with Alby, closed her lips as the man brought the spoon closer to her. He said, if he wants a young mango.
While Aluna, who was feeding Gwen and Leo alternately, Kalun who saw her occasionally feed Aluna. Not sparing her sight, Ken patiently feeds her twins, letting Riella focus on the food that goes into her stomach. Pregnant women need adequate nutrition, Ken said when Riella was about to take over her current job.
Only Naura still gets the full attention of her wife. The woman was still asking for additional vegetables to interfere with the pleasure of the wife who was eating her breakfast. Clearly a feeling of worry enveloped him at this moment.
"Where, Na? Have you found a suitable one?" erik asked, and all eyes turned to pay attention to him.
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