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When Did They Turn?

Chapter 24.

The old man, who is now almost 60 years old, put his picture back in a drawer and locked it tightly. Until then he would never open it to keep his wife's current feelings in check.

Tears were still dripping on her eye patch which was immediately wiped with the back of her hand. First he tidied himself before finally going down, into the room of his wife who turned out to have fallen asleep. Even though the lights are still bright.

Her beauty was consumed by the time—but the beauty of the heart will always radiate from this woman so that she loves him very much.

Time seemed to roll so fast that it did not feel like two years had passed. Everyone in this family has longed for Yudha, Vita and her children who are still in Bandung.

“When are they back, anyway?” ask Dara. The woman is getting older and very motherly. Sakira is 2 years old, very agile and articulate, just like her. “Kangen know!”

“Sabar .. there may still be some unfinished. A lot of things to take care of, can't play right away. What is holiday?” reply Alif issued a sedative sentence.

“Papi ...” call Sakira ask to be carried.

Alif turned his head, looking at the little girl who was standing looking up at his face half begging. His plain face and the stretch of his two tiny hands made him feel anxious so much that he pinched his little cheeks. “Papi is still working. Later, yes.”

“You don't do it dong, Da. Sakira just asked for a sling. Can you while,” said Dara did not accept his son ignored.

“The problem later if I have locked it here,” point Alif to his two thighs, “keyboard the same mouse I on the push-percet. Later my work can be messed up.”

“Whatever stops for a moment can't, ha? As important as work for you, money is not brought to death.”

“But have no money feel want to meninggoy.” Finally Alif lifted Sakira's body into his lap.

“Papi ... Kila want a noton kaltun,” pinta Sakira pointing monitor screen.

“This is not a television, dear. Want to watch the cartoon in the middle room there, same Mami.”

“Lif, he's missing you again. So people really, amit-amit. Sensitive little, cake.” Distraught, Dara immediately called him without mention. “Basic crocodile nudges,” makes it slow, almost inaudible.

“Ya, already. What does Sakira want to see?”

“Prophet,” Sakira replied, making her papi widen her eyes.

“Pig what is this, Dara?” tanya Alif immediately inflamed, “you don't love to see him who is weird.”

“Eh, where do I know she likes pigs.”

“No pigs, same balbi plinces,” Sakira interrupts their conversation both, “Mami wants to toton Elsa.”

“Tuh, listen,” said Dara staring at her husband, “dia want to watch Elsa, Disney character.”

“Keep the pig what?”

“I guess barbie, not a pig like we heard.”

“Nah, take your son to watch it,” Alif raised Sakira again and handed it to his wife.

Dara who received the muttering grumbled, “Your son .. your son, our man made it both. Make doang, sregep. Tell ngurus mah, throw to bini. Pancen male, senenge mung nggawe tok.”

“What? Do not use regional language, I do not understand.”

“Yes, you're ugly,” chirps Dara.

“Let's you, round.”

“Bon speaking of me, your man also had a distended stomach. So, don't sit still. Sport.”

“You too, do not eat constantly. Diet,” reply Alif do not want to lose.

The two mock each other. They are not at all offended even though they often argue like this because it is common. But it was true what they had just said earlier, after getting married, the two were indeed clinging together.

“I'm already legal so gaffers, yes,” muttered Alif staring down—exactly in the abdomen. It has not been as severe as padack-bapack in general. But it is quite disturbing and worrying if not immediately noticed further.

Vita and Yudha are preparing to return to Jakarta this afternoon. For this reason, they and their four children are working together to save the house they rented for two years.

“Definitely later we will miss this place, Mas,” Vita said to her husband. He was busy, just like him. Collecting their items into one to then put into your own pick up car because so many.

“Sometimes we can go back,” said yudha responding to the wife's complaint.

“Padahan make it here. Jakarta hot, jammed, solid, nasty.”

“Or you'd rather stay here?”

“But pity Umi same Abah. They are waiting for our return. Cancelled period? I just took out a bunch, it turns out that life in Bandung is better.”

Yudha smiled, “Ya, like that. City people want to stay here—on the contrary, Bandung people even love to live in the city.”

Both look at the kids.

“Kaka, Umar, Mauza, Adek, if we're ready, son!” exclaim Vita calling those who are busy in front. Not long after, they went into the house to approach their parents.

The husband and wife work together to bathe their children. Yudha with her two sons, Vita with her two daughters. Usually they can bathe themselves except for Zunaira. But this time, it was faster to remember that the day had begun in the afternoon. Because if not, they will linger there while playing with water.

After getting dressed, everyone got into a private car, then drove to the Capital to re-group with the family who had been abandoned for two years.

Just like Alif and Dara. The couple also both nodded. Luckily their bodies are not too short, so they do not look round and instead look prosperous.

“After this, I want to continue Abah's business, or want to teach?” vita asked Yudha as they were on their way.

“I just want to teach, so that more can be rewarded. If for the office, it's up to Alif to do what. A lot more money to be spent. I do not have that much money,” replied Yudha is lazy to think to make money in the near future. After all, not necessarily will succeed and succeed again as before.

Let Alif rack his brain. Yudha thought her sister also had a pretty good mindset. From his face is a little less convincing, but if he already has ambition, he will certainly achieve and get any way. Reckless, like when he was trying to get Dara.

“Yes, already then,” said Vita later, “I can only support the best. Whatever your efforts, good luck.”

Yudha then guaranteed the words and prayers of his wife just now.

While in Bandung, they only rely on savings and business that is still running. Fortunately, the economic costs there are not too expensive, so it can adjust income.

“Yeay, finally Kaka can meet Dede Sakira, Oma, Opa, Onti D the same, Om Alif,” said Rayyan once the car has started to enter the housing complex where they were born.

“I also want to play with Dede Sakira,” said Umar and Mauza. They were very happy and did not stop looking to the side. Marking anywhere they used to play bikes together.

While the bontot, sleeping in the lap of his mother since the beginning they left.

“Severe sleepiness, yes, Deck..” Yudha turned her head, rubbing the curls of the bontot. “Befit from the shower already fussy, it turns sleepy.”

“Adek, wake up, we have reached the house of Oma...” said Mauza stood up, bending his head into the middle of them both.

“Adek is still coughing, Kaka Moza.. later Adek woke up when he was full of his bobo, yes,” reply Vita immediately kissed his third child.

“If this one is straight hair, if this one is kiwil hair,” Yudha sees the two alternately while focusing on driving.

Before long, Yudha's car and a pick up car carrying things arrived at the house. It was almost evening that time, but the sky was bright so that the light clearly reddened.

But when it came down, why did no one welcome their return?

“Where are those homes, sir?” Yudha asked a security man, “why quiet?” the man was very surprised.

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Seriate.

They're gonna split up soon, hehe. Give me a warning first so don't be surprised.