
"Mom" Taqa said to the mother who had just closed her spoon. It indicates that he has finished eating.
"Yes, Son. Why?" with a sweet smile, Yasmine answered the call of the son.
"What ... You mad at me?" asked the boy again to his mother, he also glanced at the father who was both looking at him.
Yasmine shook her head, "do you feel mother is angry, Taqa?" ask the woman.
Taqa pressed his shoulder. "What's the reason for you to be angry, Taqa?" Yasmine asked again. However, not yet answered by the son, the beautiful woman spoke again. "Mom knows you don't want me to be angry and I don't. I also know that you can't control the feelings that are in your heart" explains the woman.
"But mother please .. slowly you learn to accept everything that has happened dear. I'm not forcing it now, but it never hurts to learn" Yasmine told her son.
Taqa nodded, looking at her mother's beautiful and always kind face made her want to smile wide instantly. He even moved out of his chair and approached his mother. He hugged and thanked the great woman.
Arya smiled letting between the child and the mother embrace each other. Especially after hugging the beloved mother, the handsome boy then hugged the father continued the beloved. The man whispered in the child's ear. "Everybody got it wrong, son. And we cannot consider ourselves to be the truest. Do not hesitate to forgive the mistakes of others, and also yourself," he said.
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In reality, the taste that Taqa had did not stop at that time. Evidently until he grew up, he still could not accept the presence of the twins and his mother. Although he was already big, he was getting away, it was proven that every opportunity that required him to come to Jakarta, he always refused for various reasons. And neither Yasmine nor Arya could persuade, nor advise.
As it is today, the twins are on their birthdays, and there is a thanksgiving event at their home. While at Yasmine's house, everyone was getting ready to leave. Of course, not with Taqa. He stayed relaxed in the room doing school work, he said.
Until the moment Taqi walked in, and the handsome young man was a little surprised. "Astaghfirullah, why startle Qi?" tanyanya's a little upset.
Taqi, who now wears a purple-colored robe, is just smiling without feeling wrong. His feet entered the room of his beloved sister.
"Greet first, Deck. Later brother said father loh," so grumbled Taqa while sitting upright watching Taqi steps closer. Pay attention to the face of the sister who is increasingly similar to the mother, beautiful and sweet. The combination of his handsome father, and his beautiful mother, makes Taqi look good in the eye, especially when the smile on his lips rises.
"Sorry, Brother. Assalamualaikum if that is so," said the brother innocently.
Taqi nodded his head, "Sister too yes, please .. occasionally Brother," he replied as he persuaded the older brother. "Mommy has prepared a gift for Taqa's sister, just take it," continued the boy who is now in the fourth grade of elementary school.
"No way, Taqi ...," said the older brother anxiously. "Many tasks," continued the handsome boy while pinching the cheeks of his two younger siblings.
"Hm ... It's a lie" Taqi put her lower lip away. Makes Taqa smile widely.
"Why do you look more like a mother anyway" Taqa worried again.
"Hm ... If you think that Kak Taqa will look more like Dad-" Taqi said, then he looked at his sister's face which turned a little disappointed.
"Arya's father, likes handsome pretentious," continued Taqi who immediately made Taqa smile a little.
"Are you ready, mother's children?" the voice shocked the brothers, who both turned to the source of the voice.
"Loh, you're not coming anymore, brother?" yasmine asked as she saw Taqa still in the same outfit. Not ready to go.
"Sorry Mom, Taqa is a lot of work," explained the handsome boy to his mother.
"Yes, if Taqa's sister doesn't come, neither does the mother," Yasmine smiled at her two children.
"Yeah ... How do I keep going?" ask plain taqi.
"Taqi went with Dad." Arya's father's voice sounded from Yasmine's back.
Taqa was silent, he looked at the faces of his two parents.
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