The Woman Behind The Scenes
Chapter 25 - Go To the Top
“Mama, can you find my socks? Possibly
mama Farah forgot to bring me socks!” shouted Fitri from inside the room. It
he became the closest child to Dara in the three days since their arrival.
Several times, he wonders where Dara met his father and p
othersmore.
An eight-year-old girl
that year was so sticky with the new mom she met for a few days.
Several times he praised Dara, saying that Dara has a beautiful face.
Fitri has the exact same face as Tomi. Like a betel in two. Tak
like his sisters, Firman and Raffi are much more similar on the face of the mother
them.
Raffi is not very close
her father's. The youngest child, apparently taken away by his mother back to Makassar
when he was a baby. He rarely saw his father's face. Only on
just a few visits. While the Word, looks very attached to
her father's. They spoke with a southern accent so thick, and
sometimes chuckles when hearing Kio chattering briefly in the language
The british.
Kio is very easy to blend in with
his brothers, and they look so attracted to the toddler. With his talk
as yet unclear, Kio was often the subject of her brothers' jokes.
“Mama. Meet!” Fitri is coming
approached Dara with a pair of socks in her hand. Dara smiled, and
continuing his busy life packing some bags for their vacation to Puncak,
Bogors.
This is the first time Dara will be
just there. According to Tomi, and Haris on the night before Dara booked the villa, air in
it was very cold, and he had to bring warm clothes. Dara put out
a few sheets of warm clothes belong to them from inside a big suitcase and put them in
in a backpack they brought with them from the Philippines.
“Dar. Comeing! Mama is ready,”
her in-laws stood at the door of the room, and took her after the others
already in the car.
Dara came out of her room, she could hear
boisterous laughter of his children from inside the parked luxury SUV car. Automobile
volkswagen's output belongs to Tomi's cousin who works as a pilot
one of the private airlines. Dara met Bram, the pilot
a few days ago when he came to bring his friend who would help
they sold the blue, Tomi's city car. Bram knows a lot about
apparently Dara Village. He stayed there several times, while still
take the plane to cities in eastern Indonesia. It is also very
friendly to Dara, and talk a lot about Dara's work.
“Sini. Don't lift heavy, though,
honey,” Tomi took two large backpacks off Dara's shoulders, and brought them all to
automaker. Dara gets in the car, and looks like Tami is asleep in the chair
passengers, while his in-laws sat in front. Fitri looked very happy
playing with Kio and a few times with gauntlet kissing the boy.
The luxury car drove. Track the streets
Jakarta, entered on a toll road to Bogor, and when it began to climb uphill,
Dara could feel the changing air. Unlike the heat in Jakarta, air heading
The top is more adam, and fresh. She asked her husband to turn off the air conditioners,
and open their windows so they can feel the natural air.
“All happy?” ask Tomi, and
directly answered by the excited cries of his children who assented.
“Villa is booked with Mama Dara.
Say thank you to Mama Dara, yes,” continued Tomi.
“Thank you Mama,” simultaneously three
the boy thanked Dara. Dara just smiled broadly.
They arrived at their destination
just in time for lunch. The recreation area has many rides, and
very spacious. In one part, there are villas that can be rented. Seen
crowded visitors filled the water game area. Tomi leads her children
Tomi, one room for kids, and one room for Tami, Haris, and mom
them.
Dara became a good daughter-in-law. It
take her in-laws first to her room, then tidy up the innate ones
there, and left the room when her in-laws had laid down to rest.
He walked through the corridor, towards another room that was so boisterous. Kio
fun to jump on the bed with his brothers, and happiness
very visible among the children.
“We're in the next room ..” Tom
approach him, give him a room key. Dara smiled a little. It still is
it was fun to see the children playing as if without any burden about the background
their parents.
“Fitr. I'm going to tidy things up
it was next door. Take care of ade Kio, yes,” Tomi said to her eldest son, then left
carrying some of Dara's bags to their room. Dara followed her husband
from behind. Tomi opened the door, and it was as fragrant as the smell of jasmine
can be smelled clearly by Dara. A bed with
view of the grass from the window, a large TV with a basket
contains some snacks. A few rose stalks in a glass vase. Rooms
it clearly looked different from the other two rooms he had already seen.
Dara approached the flower vase, she
touching the rose petals, making sure it is not a fake flower made of plastic.
“Serious turns ..” murmured
then a little laugh. A hug from behind, landing on his body, accompanied
with a kiss on his cheek.
“I've never taken you to
a place like this.” said Tomi, while tightening his embrace. He can smell
must be the delicate fragrance of his wife's perfume, and the smoothness of her ever-present hair
being hacked every day.
Little by little, it began
he kissed his wife and stopped when the door was opened by the children
the ones in the crowd.
“Dad! Daddy's! Kio pupup!” Fitr
seen carrying Kio, and his two younger brothers laughed comically at the sight
their sister panicked with the smell from Kio's pants that was about to spread.
“Fortunately mama's room scented!” exclaims
Raffi, while climbing onto the bed and continued jumping.
Tom scratched his head, as if
itchy, then let his wife go change Kio's diaper. They are very
it rarely gets that kind of calm atmosphere, and it's just that intimacy
stopped by children.
“Mama. I want to sleep here,” said
Fitris.
“I too! I also” the Word and
Raffi, yelling not to be missed.
Dara could not resist, even though she
knew her husband might have craved a night together just with her. But nods
agreed from Tomi, finally making him let the children sleep together
them.
The boys finally fell asleep
after a dinner full of laughter. They lay in rows
on the bed in their parents' room, while Dara and Tomi sleep in
an extra bed downstairs. The children's room was eventually occupied by Tami.
Tomi pulls the blanket, while
shudder because of the very cold weather. He hugged his wife from behind
stroking his stomach slowly which finally began to cringe.
“Are you female? Or
male?” he asked as if the baby could answer.
Dara smiled, and clasped
her husband's hand, then fell asleep in his arms.
