The Sweetest Feeling's

Two Houses

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"Listen, Nna. I didn't mean to say anything bad about you or your family. Because we both know how things are going. You know even more than me. Try, do you think I'm wrong if I want my wife to be okay?" Daryl sat on the sofa, where Nania was wearing her hoodie.

"I'm afraid something will happen to you, because what you're dealing with is not a normal person. Except for the crazy." 

His words made Nania look at him with a pushy look.

"I'm not talking to your mother, but her husband." Daryl explained his point.

"So I beg you, understand Malyshka!" The man grabbed her hand then pulled Nania into a hug.

This must be resolved quickly so as not to drag on and disrupt their households, because in reality there are no serious problems that become a hindrance in this husband and wife relationship other than the nania family disorder.

"But that's my mother." Nania with a raucous voice and she almost came back crying.

She hates him, and Nania is angry with Mirna, but she is his mother. Women who have conceived and given birth to her and cared for her although not as well as other mothers. But it was thanks to him that he was born into the world.

Anyone cannot choose to be whose child or be born in which family, because everything has been arranged. He is the Creator Himself who has arranged how man is created and what his life journey will be like.

"Nobody said she wasn't your mother, neither did I." Daryl answered.

"Why don't you understand?"

"I understand, but look who's behind it? If your mother is alone then I will set you free to do anything with her. Give her what she needs without giving her limits. But this?"

"A woman like her cannot be saved if she does not want to. He's used to living like that. Doing extortion then gives the results to them and so on. If your mother thinks right, then she will try to get away from her husband at all costs. But his brain's been washed out and he may never change again."

"We have to make it safe, mother." Then Nania said.

"I have to see my mom a lot to talk about this. I'm sure you'll change, just now the talk wasn't as loud as it used to be. I have a little shame to ask for help so I don't have the heart. If only Om Hendrik did not take the money, mother would not dare to ask me." Clear circles just slide from the net.

Making Daryl's heart that was originally irritated melt for a moment. He exhaled softly and then pulled her into a hug.

"Come …." The man hugged her.

"That's why the problem is with that guy, right?" He tries to stay objective.

"Yes. Before marriage Om Hendrik mother is not this hard. Mothers are sometimes fierce and picky, but not that cruel." Nania remembers Mirna before being with Hendrik.

"I see." Daryl nodded his head.

"So if you stay away from Om Hendrik, you'll change again." Nania started to soften. He was like a child complaining to his father.

"Well, we'll deal with the root cause, okay?" The man further tightened his embrace as Nania wrapped her hands around his body.

"Hu'um." Nania nodded.

"Well, then tomorrow we'll look at your mother's house?" daryl said that made Nania look up.

"To mom's house?" The woman parroted.

"Yes, come to your mother's house."

"Want to?" Nania's eyes turned twinkle to hear the man's words.

"Yes, of course. Your mother is also my mother, right? Let's look at the circumstances in order to decide what steps can be taken to save her."

The woman's lips curled up to form a smile.

"Just pray I don't get emotional if I talk to him later." continued Daryl who made Nania pat her chest hard enough.

"Aw! Pain, Malyshka!" The man was acting in pain.

"You're bummer!"

"Nyebelin like this also loves you very much." Daryl tightened his arms. 

"Basic gumbal!"

"Only to you do I dare to be a tombal."

"Yes beware if you dare to be with others." threatened Nania and she pinched her husband's chest.

"No dare, Mommy. Could the apocalypse of my world if I were. Because it's not just you I'm dealing with." Daryl grabs Nania's hand and links their fingers, then kisses her gently.

"Who else? Am I alone?"

"Not conscious, right? There's Mama, Papi, Rania, Ara and the others."

"But they are your family."

"Stay, if I hurt you, they'll be the first men to beat me up."

"Times?"

"Believe me."

Nania looked at her husband's face and then smiled.

"Not sad anymore?" The man brought his face closer.

"Little."

"So, can I kiss you?"

"When do you need permission? Before I was brave enough to kiss me especially now." Daryl chuckled then he actually landed a kiss on the woman's lips.

He was relieved to be able to resolve this matter without any meaningful fighting drama.

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"Truly spirit?" Asha looked at Anandita who had just come down from her room. Saturday morning the girl was ready for her weekend activities. Especially if you are not teaching the language at Nania Reading House.

"What are you carrying?" Arfan asked.

"Story books, stationery that you don't use, ruler, the same as others." The girl sat in her chair after the mother filled her plate with food.

"Are you seriously participating in activities at Nania's reading house?" Dygta spoke up.

"Be serious, Mom. Time is not serious? His kids every week keep going."

"In that neighborhood a lot of people don't go to school?" Arfan enthusiastic.

"Not really. But from another neighborhood. In fact, there are street children who want to come along. So, there are those before they learn first. I look at it." Anandita explained.

"Msnakes?" Dygta who was about to start his eating activities paused for a moment.

"Yes, ngamen. While carrying a small guitar, or kecolega. Some even wear clown costumes. But the spirit of their learning is very high, even if their school still want to be able to read and write just as counting. Cool right?"

Arfa and Dygta glanced at each other.

"So it's not just a reading park?" Arfan asked again.

"No. There's free tutoring, too, didn't I tell Papa?"

"You don't think it's this serious, Ann."

"I said seriously, and it's positive. Really very useful."

Arfan nodded his head. Now he believes that his daughter did follow a pretty good activity, and it is also beneficial for his development. Because in addition to utilizing free time, he also trains his empathy and concern for others. And hanging out with Nania made her a more empathetic person.

"Arkhan's not interested in coming?" Then Arfan turned to his son who was also ready with a leather jacket and a motorbike key.

"What's wrong?" He put that thing on the table.

"Activities at Nania's Reading House."

"Religion. Saturday Sunday I'm busy." The handsome young man started his eating after his mother filled his plate as well.

"Busy what? Most motor-motorcycles?" Her twin sister sneered.

"It's not just the motors." Arkhan said.

"Keep what?"

"More than that."

"Most touring."

"Sokay know you!" Arkhan pulled the tip of his twin hair hard.

"Aw! Papa, it's Arkhan again!" Make Anandita react.

"Ackhan?!" And Arfan looked at him sharply.

"Eh, sorry. I mean I want to brush your hair. Fine, perfumed again." The teenager laughed.

"So you're not going with Ann?" Arfan asked again.

"No, I'm going to Galang's house. We're going home tomorrow afternoon, huh, Pah?" arkhan replied.

"Hmm .. follow Kak Galang continues. Brother like his eldest son Galang if that's it?" Asha spoke.

"Yes, rather than you bontot who likes to eat, he likes to stay home. How not fat?" arkhan replied to Asha.

"I'm not fat!" The sister shouted.

"Asha?" Arfan tried to stop him.

"Eh, I forgot, you're not fat. But semok!" arkhan continued with a laugh.

"Father!!!" Asha complained to her father.

And Arfan almost opened his mouth to speak when Arkhan was reciting.

"Gemoy Sha, goy." said the one who got up and pinched his sister's cheek in a fit of anxiety after she finished her meal quickly.

"Iihhh, Brother!!"

"I'm going, Mom. Check with Galang if I'm afraid I'm lying. Sowers." And Arkhan kissed the backs of his parents' hands to say goodbye.

"Was Aksa, Asha's real foster? Brother wants to walk first." Then he ruffled Aksa's hair which rarely spoke.

"Wait for Ar, I'm coming." Anandita hastily finished her breakfast and then did the same.

"Don't want Papa to take her?" Arfan is reacting.

"No need, Pah. Just like Arkhan let me spit." The girl grabbed her cardboard box.

"Arkhan, wait!!" Anandita hurried to follow her twin sister.

"Pipetan dong, yaelah .. catapult very much anyway?" I heard them arguing outside. Arfan stared at the closed door.

Hmm. .. My kids are grown. Inner talking.

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