
In the backyard, Zafir and Thifa sit facing the park that his parents purposely created for his daughter's son's playground.
Now that his daughter's son has grown up, the park is deserted and forgotten. Including himself who is busier outside than at home.
There are only Ara and Ayra who still faithfully accompany Umma and Buya at home. His two twin sisters are like oases for the lonely Umma and Buya.
While Al, he's still in the pesantren. Next year we will return home. It could be that his return is not to play anymore.
Maybe he's busier than he is. Given how the character of Al is a little contemptible and wayward compared to himself and his two twin brothers.
Zafir still remembers how he often raped Umma and his two brothers in the garden. There was a smile on her sex lips.
Thifa who was nearby until detected curious with a smile Zafir.
"Sir, how are you smiling to yourself?" tanya Thifa was still staring at Zafir's astonishment.
"Sister remembers Thifa's childhood. The three of us played here a lot. Even with our plot." Zafir turned towards Thifa.
Accidentally the two beads of clear eyes collided with the gaze of the princess alone puppet friend Buyanya.
Zafir hurriedly shifted his gaze. The young man looked back ahead. Precisely to a mini fountain that is uniquely designed by one of his Ummanya friends.
Zafir had forgotten what his name was. But he still remembers, Om it came with a stick.
The first time he was amazed by a person with a disability. Zafir admired how Om drew and laid out the area.
After that, he never saw her again. Umma Om said it was abroad treatment.
But until now, it never appeared. Though at that time he wanted to ask a lot of things to his Ummanya friend.
"We haven't talked in a long time?" said Zafir dispel the loneliness between them.
"Hemmm." replied Thifa the girl gave a quick glance towards the young man she thought was the big brother.
"How is Satriya's news?" ask Zafir.
"Satriya's brother has rarely come in lately. He's allowed a need for family" Thifa replied.
"Ooh.." commented Zafir flatly.
"Thif, if Satriya is not a good man how?" zafir asked softly worried that the girl was offended.
"Sister asked that? Thifa asked back.
"It would have been, if only," the young man had not been able to tell Thifa the truth.
All he knew was that Satria was Thifa's first love. The first time the girl felt the warmth of the opposite sex.
"Thifa...."
Thifa did not answer Umma to call Doni's daughter.
"I'm called, Brother." Thifa stood up to Umma Aqeela who called out to her.
Zafir followed, following the two women of different ages.
Zafir was sculpting in the middle room watching the sight of Om Doni hugging the old Grandpa earlier.
"So grandfather was right his Papa Om Doni" murmured Zafir.
"So, Thifa has grandpa dong. Not just Akung." Zafir did not dare to continue joining the living room.
The young man felt, that Om Doni and his family were in need of a lot of it when it took off each other's misses.
Zafirpun chose to go up to the room. But not yet ten steps, Umma called him.
"Please keep an eye out for children who practice karate. Bring Kak Ryu and Kak Usi a snack in the refrigerator!" titah Umma's.
"Well Umma," Zafir replied without refuting.
With sincerity, Zafir prepared a drink for Kak Ryu and Kak Ussi.
As soon as Zafir was ready to take him to the mosque leaving the Thifa family.
***
Earlier.
Doni hugged his mother's body tightly. When I heard that my mother forgave my father.
"I'm sorry you are, son!" mama whispered in the arms of her only son.
Doni took off his embrace. Turning to look at the Papa.
For the sake of his words as a man, that he will forgive the Papa if Mama forgives. The young man approached the Papa.
"Doni sorryin Papa," said Doni.
Irawan who heard his son's words shamelessly embraced Doni.
Aqeela swiftly went to the back to call the son of Doni who brought his son to the backyard of his house.
After Thifa was with him. He asked Thifa to sit next to Grandma.
"Thifa, the one who hugged Dad was your grandfather. He just got down. The treasure was taken away from the bad guys," explained Mama Intan.
"Keep Thifa never see, Grandma?" kepo Thifa's.
"Grandpa couldn't come here because he didn't know my father's home address.Today we found." Mama Intan hugged her beloved granddaughter gently.
"Try to call Mother. Tell Grandpa to come home" the Grandma told Thifa.
The girl nodded and grabbed the phone that was in her jeans pocket.
Deftly he wrote a line of sentences for the Mother in his dress.
After sending Thifa back put the gauze in the bag but this time he put it into his hoodie canting.
"Pa.. recognize this Thifa. Papa's grandson," cried Doni invite Thifa closer to the Grandfather.
Irawan smiled looking at the young girl.
Thifa who was still awkward with the old man just kissed her hand while returning her smile.
"I'm sorry, kid!" said Irawan stroked the head of his grandson.
"Where's your wife?" ask Papa.
"My wife is still at work, she's coming soon" replied Doni.
"Om Irawan wants to stay at Doni's house?" chirps Desta who has been an observer since.
Irawan looked at the man he had driven out twenty years ago.
"Maybe not. Om's place is now on the streets," replied Irawan sadly remembering how.
"Pa, stay a while at Doni's house. Can Ma?" Doni asked his mother.
Mama Intan looked confused, on the one hand she felt sorry for her ex-husband. On the other hand he did not want this Irawan Ridwan to get close to him.
Although he has forgiven, but that does not mean he gives freedom to men who look older than his age.
Mama Intan turned to Aqeela as if asking the young woman for help to help her answer Doni's question.
"According to Qee it's best that Om Irawan isn't in your house, Don. Because Mama Intan and Om Irawan are not husband and wife" said Aqeela.
"How about while Om Irawan lives with Dad?" aqeela Suggestion.
Mama Intan looked at Doni. As if asking for his son's approval.
Doni turned to Desta.
Strange as it was, Thifa to be confused to see the adults around her.
The innocent girl who did not understand what had happened between Father, Grandma, Grandpa and Her Second Brother Zafir's parents just looked at the five in turn.
As if waiting for the certainty of what they decided against the old man called his grandfather by the father.
"I'm up to you, Dad." Doni speak up.
"Yes, I told Dad first. Dad must be happy to have a friend" Aqeela said with a smile.
Sure enough, Sharif's father did not refuse. He was even grateful that someone accompanied him in a quiet house after the departure of his wife.
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