The Shack

The Shack
TG 4: Curiosity, Permission?



"Danur" said Ans, Al, and Ar.


The three boys also did not understand what the word meant. Moreover, they have not found the mastermind behind the sender of the message. One by one recounted that after sleeping to each other's place. No one wakes up just to get water.


So who sent that message? Moreover, the cell phones of the three brothers were lying on the table near Al break which means it was already in silent mode. The question that was piling up the curiosity instantly collapsed when from the outside of the room came the sound of a call asking them to come out.


Apparently Mama Delano just called while knocking on the door, then went away from the front of the children's room. The sound of footsteps away made Al come up from his seat. The child gave the hand code so that his brothers rushed to clean themselves.


One by one they left Ale's room but they agreed to inquire about DANUR to the villa's guard. It was a short time until everyone gathered at the dinner table. The breakfast menu is quite heavy. Where there is rice, vegetables and side dishes that are plentiful on the table.


"Kids, you should eat a lot and be on time during the holidays. Don't think about the lesson for this time, but if you have a homework assignment keep working! Understood?" The gaze of the eyes circulated gazing at Asn, Al, Ale, then Ar. The child has always been the pride of the family.


Mr. Delano looked as serious as ever, making the children simultaneously give a thumbs up understanding what he was saying. It felt relieved to be able to see the compactness of the four brothers. Suddenly a glimpse of the past came greeting. Where he is with Bara, Aldo, and Well also take care of each other.


The touch of a hand restores his consciousness, "I am good, My Wife. May God protect the happiness of our family. I can't wait to see the kids grow up. Honestly, now the feeling of parents is much greater until the problem seems so small."


"Everything will be as good as our expectations, my husband. Have you not found the solution? We believe that your cooperation can put an end to the problems that now become fear in the heart. Eat, honey." said Mrs Delano. The woman tried to encourage her husband whom she knew was being tempered with deep anxiety.


Silence does not mean not caring. Mr. Delano's habit is to reflect for a moment to make sure the steps taken are right. This is done because as the head of the family has a great responsibility and cannot tolerate one doubt at heart.


Even so, he still put forward deliberation so that all family members can provide input. The heart and mind of each head, who can guess? Of course there is nothing, then the only way is to discuss without putting forward the ego. What is applied in the family system is the teaching of parents.


However, the villa has a back garden that can be used for chatting, making Mr. Delano gather all family members while enjoying a cup of coffee or warm chocolate. Children sit in the gazebo while parents choose a garden bench made of wood. The sound of small talk began to be heard coloring the morning.


"Excuse me, Mother, Madam. I want to go to the city, does anyone want to order? For example, food or drinks to accompany the warmth of the family." The guard seemed polite to offer himself as well as say goodbye to the villa guests.


Mr. Barack waved at his daughter, causing Ale to leave the others behind. And then sit in the lap of the pampered papa, "Son, want a toy or chocolate? Joko sir wants to get out into town."


"Well, really?" tanya Ale blinked her eyes. Then look towards Pak Joko who is standing behind Papa Delano. "Sir, can we come to town? I mean me and my brother."


"Ale, Mama doesn't want you to go unattended." The Mama's rejection's gaze immediately shrank Ale's hopes, but the pawing, burly hand rub was able to calm the heart.


Seeing her husband's attitude. Madame Barack sighed harshly, "Ok, but don't take more than two hours to leave the villa. Mr. Joko, please make sure the kids are safe and don't let them roam alone."


A happy smile with a sweet kiss on the cheeks coloring the morning. The parents gave the children permission to go with Mr. Joko. Without them noticing a faint smile rose on the black lips of the villa guard. The sound of footsteps drifting away presents a sense of emptiness in the heart that somehow feels so.


Mama Geraldo clutching her chest that suddenly felt unwell, "Ka, everything will be fine, right? My hunch .. I'm sorry, but I have to prevent the kids from leaving."


Mrs Geraldo's lightning-quick footsteps left the park, leading others to follow. Unfortunately, we arrived in front of the villa. Black Jazz car has been sliding out on the streets even only looks back body only. Suddenly the emotions in the heart crashed leaving a deep uneasiness until a burly hand reached his body.


"Calm down! The kids are safe and I'll catch up with them. Come inside!" A warm kiss touched Mrs Geraldo's forehead, "Bara, can you come with me?"