Two Ribs

#14

Days continued to change months and years, and our family life continued. Kakaf recovered completely after four months of drama. Kakaf stopped working, got a severance that finally used kakaf to open a mini cafe. Why mini? because it is a place that is rented very small, so you call it a mini cafe.

I still help my father while taking care of the house with my two little daughters. We stayed at my father's house with Kakaf. Brother Alif is getting brighter and famous for his career. Andi is now helping my father. Tackling jobs outside the city. Accompany and be a driver wherever he goes. One thing that is happy for us this year is the pregnancy of Kak Fian's wife. Yes, after so many years of marriage, they will finally have a baby. If only my mother were still there. He must be the happiest.

"The face looks like azka, brother"

Sister Nisa who was breastfeeding her baby who had not even twenty-four hours was laughing..

"Where does not look like azka, papah every day disturb azwa continues, make crying the azka. Azwa ma azka is different in her hair. One curly the other straight"

I laughed in response to Nisa's words. Yes, my two children, other than the different sexes, they have the same face, it's just curly azwa hair like me and her late grandmother and azka have straight hair like her father. The faces of the two of them were even more to my extended family. Azwa has a nose like her late grandmother. Azka was later more similar to kakaf compared to his father. Even the kakaf often said if azka was his son if the boy was in his cafe.

"Obviously like kaka, right adenya kaka" Kak Fian who just came out of the bathroom immediately took azka from his father's lap and immediately kissed the boy one year more.

Azka immediately laughed amusedly in the deck of her papa. Azka, in my extended family more often called kaka.

"Assynogaic"

The sound of greetings accompanied by the door of the hospital of Nisa who opened. We answered the greetings and looked at the door. Brother Alif, Brother Andi and his wife and followed by their children all seemed to go in hand. Full of this inpatient room.

Azka directly jumped from Kak Fian's sling and ran to approach his son Rai Kak Andi. Rai and Azka do have more closeness than other cousins.

"Well, this is still the azwa that became his prima donna" Andi looked at the baby who was now being carried by his wife Mia.

"But kasian will also be big, the bodyguard is a lot. It's hard to find a boy friend" I commented on Brother Andi.

"What a difference does it make to you"

Brother Alif looked at me sharply as if reminding me that I was the only daughter they guarded tightly. But they still fail.

I just smiled back at Alif's words without intending to discuss it further.

"Bad ain't here deck?"

Brother Fani is now taking over a baby we don't know his name yet.

"Sama Kakaf kak, because we were from his grandmother's house children directly here. Kakaf said, later kakaf brought the father".

"Fian, ask Izal, what's the way yet". Alif is back to instruct. And Brother Fian immediately carried it out.

"Said Izal is still on the road from the cafe kak, have not picked up the father again"

"Arkan, Rai invite ade to play in the outdoor park. There's a play ground, right?"

Kak Alif ordered his first child and Rai to invite all the children to play outside. We all just kept quiet. Rai and Arkan followed his brother's orders.

"Arkan, if there will be a kai come the same om Izal, tell abah ya"

"Yes bah, ready!"

Arkan and Rai also immediately dribbled all the leaks to play in the outside garden which was prepared by the hospital.

"Someone wants you to talk about"

"Andi, talk now"

Brother Alif looked at Brother Andi followed by the gaze of us all.

"So does anyone feel the change of father? Ade, that one house is the same father".

I thought for a moment while digesting the meaning of the change that Andi meant. I then shook my head.

"Mother now is more in the room. Ade thought I was tired so I had to rest. But there was no change in attitude. The children are the same"

"Sister has asked Izal, said Izal father now likes a phone call. At night, his voice reached Izal's room".

"Seriously brother?" I asked Andi.

"We both talked about it. Andi said, you also now like not to be accompanied if where. Especially if it is out of town. In our conclusion, there is a woman that you like, and that woman is in the city where your project is right now".

"What the hell sis?" I looked at Brother Alif in disbelief.

"Mother has not dared to be honest with us. But if one day you're honest, what's our attitude, especially you deck. Would you like to marry again?"

I shook my head quickly.

Brother Fani approached me and stroked my arm.

"Sometimes, when we all feel enough attention to the father and we feel that our attention is enough, it is not for the father de".Brother Fani kept wiping my arms.

"Not only*** are needed by a person who is a widower such as father or Izal. But also a story friend. Especially aged like a father. Wants a story companion before going to bed, kneaded before going to bed. Want to ask for a massage with you, you yourself have to take care of your children's deck"

Brother Fani spoke again while giving me an explanation.

"You're Fian?" Brother Alif asked Brother Fian.

Brother Fian took a breath for a moment. I'm sure, Brother Fian is as surprised as I am.

"Whatever you are, brother. Do not be younger than you. Fian's son will be Om's age again".

Brother Andi and Brother Alif laughed a little. I was the only one who was silent, digesting all this talk.

Seriously, you want to get married again?

Have you forgotten your mom?

Did I pay less attention to my father?

Is the woman you like good?

Can my tongue call that woman mama too?

It was all raging in my brain. Even when you came with Kakaf, and we stopped our conversation, I was more silent. Several times bang Handi held my hand just to bring me back to the real world of my mind.

Ah, it looks like the life in our family will be back in color.