
"Where is our Daddy going? What's in that market again? But didn't daddy say the market was open until noon?" a series of questions continued the little girl catapulted when she was sitting neatly in the front corner, next to her daddy who that day chose to drive his own car rather than using a driver.
Naren who heard only replied with a knotty smile. He turned the car keys, prepared to drive. But before that, he first put a seatbelt for his little daughter who seemed to be waiting for a response from him.
Ah, seeing a chatty Anzel like this makes Naren want to pinch the round cheek like a parchment because it is so anxious.
"Daddy! Why is daddy silent? Answer Anzel's question." The tiny lips pursed forward. Annoyed that her daddy didn't answer her question. It's very annoying for Anzel and of course the beautiful Anzel does not like to be treated like that.
Look now at how cute his cute face is being upset.
While the one sitting in the middle is only able to hold back laughter. Ready to explode if later Anzel will talk again with lips that continue to conical like a duck.
Anzel glanced at the handsome man who was focusing on looking ahead as the car started to exit the yard of the house. Inwardly, Anzel said, "Did daddy deliberately upset her? If that's true, watch out. He'll keep rambling until his daddy gets overwhelmed later."
Naren who knew Anzel's funny behavior could only laugh in her heart. There was no intention of her making the princess upset like that. He just wanted to surprise her, where would she take this super special little princess.
"Una, where does Sarsen live now? Does he have family here?" on the way Ai's mother asked her granddaughter to divert their laughter that was held back by Anzel.
Bundai Ai immediately remembered that her grandson's future husband was a distant man, Kazakhstan. Not long ago I set foot in Indonesia. Surely not too familiar with the ins and outs. Especially now that he is in the capital.
Hearing her omniscient question, Yumna replied, "She lives in an apartment close to the daddy company. I asked him to stay there for a while. Because here he is alone, all his family lives in Kazakhstan. But omah, next week her family will come after knowing about our wedding plans." Not to forget Yumna also told about the arrival of her future family-in-law.
"Wahhh, opah is very impatient to meet besan from a far country. Isn't that right, Ren?" ael's father was no less enthusiastic in the conversation of the women beside him. It also involves the son-in-law.
Naren glanced through the suspended rearview, "Sure, dad. I as his daddy feel very pounding." to be honest, Naren is already feeling it. More precisely when Yumna told me earlier.
Deep in the heart of the father-of-two, it did not feel like the day was coming quickly. She still wants to spend time with her daughter before her responsibilities change. But whatever the power, time goes on and he can only hope, there is still plenty of time with his daughter.
The journey that did not feel was now over after the iron antelope carrying five people stopped at a parking lot that was quite crowded with several vehicles. One by one, they started getting out of the car. But unlike Anzel who just sat still.
"Daddy's daughter won't come down?" Naren gently asked.
Anzel just shook her head.
"Alright, then let you in the car. Daddy, sister Una, omah and opah are going in there." Just as Naren was about to get out of the car, Anzel directly hugged the muscular arm tightly.
"Don't stay in Anzel daddy. Daddy's evil with Anzel." lapse of a few seconds, sounding a sob that made Naren sigh long. Dusapnya thick and black hair, do not forget a kiss landed there.
"Don't sulk anymore huh? Daddy didn't mean to make Anzel like that. Daddy just wanted to show Anzel something. So, let's go down." take Naren with her tiny body in her arms while getting out of the car, though Anzel did not give a reply.
Mother Ai who saw her grandson, then approached. "Anzel why, honey?" tanyanya's worried.
There's no answer.
"We'd better go inside to shorten the time" Naren asked as he stepped up to take the lead.
An old man who was a guard there said hello when he found out who was coming. "Please, Mr. Naren. I also finished from there. I've cleaned them both." he told me with a big smile.
Naren replied with a nod accompanied by a smile. Then step foot into the damp ground. Passing through mounds of land neatly lined with enough bulkheads for one road.
Until finally they arrived at two headstones that were studded with fresh roses. Like Naren's wishes on the guard, after cleaning, the two headstones must be sown with flowers to look well maintained.
Naren slowly descends Anzel from her arms. Then crouched down to line up his cool with Anzel who stared questioningly at the two headstones in front of him.
"This is your mommy's final resting place, baby." Naren whispered softly to Anzel. Makes the little girl pensive.
Mommy's?
Why is he here?
Didn't you say mommy was gone?
"Say hello to mommy, baby. Tell him you're coming." Naren leads Anzel, bringing her closer to a gravestone that reads Elnara Yildiz Selim.
"Assynoltom mommy. Anzel is coming." said Anzel with a hand rubbing the cold headstone. Imagine if what he swiped was the body of the mommy who had been missed so much.
Yumna who saw the scenery in front of him could not hold back tears. Yumna saw herself as a child. Hugged Mother Ai and spilled everything there.
Just like Yumna, Naren shed her tears again. Absolutely no power to stem those clear details any longer. It will only cause tightness and a sense of stifled skit.
"Pronounce to mommy, that you love her so much. And tell her that you miss her a lot too." on the sidelines of her crying, Naren told Anzel who kept pecking on the spot where she was standing. Still trying to accept the truth. That the person he had longed for had truly left. FOR ETERNITY.
"Mommy, Anzel loves mommy so much. And Anzel also missed mommy terribly." at the end of her speech, Anzel kissed the headstone fondly. Before the end the light fell.
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