The Thorn in the Family

Randi and Rama?

As with Risma, it has been a week since Ms. Srining was allowed to go home by Doctor Rama.

He only runs therapy twice a week to the hospital to smooth his way. Rama's cold hands did give much progress to the development of Bu Srining. In addition to the way his walk has begun to improve, the way of speaking is also increasingly clear. Randi decided to rent a house not far from the residence of Tari.

He deliberately did it all to facilitate Bu Srining treatment and so

can monitor all activities in the Dance following Risma there. Every morning he walked around the house of Tari, hoping that the woman would come out of his house, even though Randi just wanted to see the face of his ex-wife. Darling

all of it was in vain. Randi never got a moment when Tari was out of his house.

But that morning, sustenance was siding with Randi, the man milling around in front of the house of Tari. His eyes scanned around the grounds of the house, still with the same hope of being able to see his son and wife. Randi pulled over his motorcycle and sat on the bike.

“Hah it's them!” he strangled when he saw Dari and Risma who had just come out of the house. Both are going to school. Without a second thought, Randi quickly launched his motorbike towards the yard of the house of Tari.

Tin.tin...

Not long after, Rama also entered into the courtyard of the house of Dance. Like if the man immediately parked his car on the right side of the page.

“Kamu” says both simultaneously while on Tari's home page.

“Ngapain to here?” still in the compactness both asked.

“You picked up my son leaving school, replied Randi

“Why are you also here?” when outside the hospital area, Randi did not deign to call Rama as Doctor.

“You pick up Risma too, he did if leaving the same I”

“Should be with me, I'm his father” said Randi did not accept.

“But I am also his father” Rama did not want to lose about it.

“I am the first to leave here”

“But the darling of the more entitled to my son. Some of you I went to the hospital” pekik Rama still did not receive.

Dari and Risma were still silent in front of the living room door, she looked at her mother as if she wanted to know the answer to who to go with that night.

“Sini want to let Daddy carry his bag” said Rama grabbed the bag on Risma's back.

“Don't kid, let Daddy deliver, Risma likes to ride a motorbike? Let's guess you can see the streets and breathe fresh air” hand outstretched Randi to pull the arm lightly Risma.

The rough morning the two engaged in a mutually pushy action to deliver

Risma goes to school. The dance looks turned to the right and to the left making sure

Risma was not hurt by the scene.

“Enough!” his stranglehold violently, immediately made Rama and Randi stop their behavior.

“We will leave by ourselves. Let's go, we take a taxi on line course”

Dari immediately took her son's hand and walked towards the front alley to wait

taxi on line.

“Look at it, I won't let you touch my son and wife!” said Randi

when the dance has passed leave them.

“Mantan!” rama replied, not accepting. A few days later, the two decided to return

to their respective destinations. Rama goes to the hospital and Randi buys her breakfast for Srining.

****

While in the hospital Rama had promised Risma to take him for a walk when the wound on her hand had improved. That night coincided with the Sunday night Rama kept his promise. After the magrib prayer he immediately went to the house of Tari to pick up two women who had stopped in his heart.

“Where are we going Mas?” tanya Tari confirmed when both of them had walked more than fifteen minutes in the car.

“I want to go there Daddy” has not had time Rama give an answer Risma has pointed

a people's market located not far from where they are today.

“You want to go there baby?”

Risma swiftly nodded her head. “if the Mother how?”

“I'm up to Mas”

“All right we go there”

Dance does not give distance between Rama and Risma, it never limits

their meeting. After all Rama was most entitled to his son, he even

repeatedly expressed gratitude when the man did not ask for custody of his biological daughter and gave her the opportunity to be able to care.

Rama began following the direction of the parking lot to find vacant land as a medium

There are many young people and young parents who spend Sunday nights there. There are just a walk there who really want to enjoy street food or enjoy children's toys there.

“Kok I just found out if there is an event like this here?” said Tari, by looking around the area that looked crowded, the glitter of colorful lights dominated the darkness.

“This is an annual Tar event, last year we ate pecel rice there with mom too. We remember not?”

“Ah yes mas, I forgot” replied Tari with a horse smile, apparently Rama still remember the moment a year ago, when mother secretly left them only two for dinner.

Rama quickly pulled Risma's hand and holding her, the three walked slowly and in tandem.

“Mother also dong my hand which is here”

“Oh well nak”

The streets in the area of the people's market were quite crowded that night, although the time was still impressed by the afternoon but visitors had arrived and grew more and more as the night changed.

When entering the bazaar area there is a lot of food, clothing, knickknacks

Souvenirs made by MSMEs.

“Risma want to buy what baby?”

“I want ice cream”

“What does it want?” rama asked with a glance towards Dari.

“Anything mas, it's up to you”

Risma started towards one of the food stands that sell various seafood and also

light pastries. He chose everything that looked interesting that night.

“Sayang do not much later not run out” hiss Tari whispered softly to her son.

“Let Tar, I've never been for fun like this. Let me make up for my time and love for him” Rama spoke softly. Really Dance, feel

not good because Rama there once did not allow Tari to issue

the slightest money on Risma's fees.

After buying an awful lot of food and drink, the three continued their steps to

skirting bazar. Rama and Tari's right and left hands are full of plastic bags with snacks and Risma toys.

“Risma”

Someone called Risma, making the little girl turn to the source of the voice.

There was Randi standing not far from there, he was standing with some other male friends. Randi quickly approached Risma and Tari, immediately making Rama's mood immediately deteriorate.

“Wah son dad is here too apparently? A walk huh?” ask Risma with

slightly bowing his body.

“Streetings all menenin Daddy Mother dating” replied Rama quickly at that time.

Risma looked up at Rama. The little girl was asking what the word dating meant.

“Sorry but I was talking to my son” Randi said ketus.

“My boy! You just used my son to get close to Dance, didn't you?” rama whispers in the ear

Rand.

“Risma here to let daddy gogandeng”

“Do not let father alone yan nak”

“Hah, let us walk alone” Dance is furious with the existing circumstances, salu sajabegini if both are involved in the same place.

“Risma want to buy snacks? Or want to buy toys?” ask Randi who is still walking

bowing to take his son's heart.

“You did not see this all Risma” food and toys that Rama did not receive.

Now Rama and Randi follow Dari and Risma from behind. Sometimes they push each other with their shoulders.

Dance began to get upset with the behavior of both.

“Mas Randi pretty yes. Sorry, but today Risma first has an appointment with the mas

Ramah. We've been planning this a long time before Risma even got out of the hospital. I hope that Randi can understand”

“But Tar”