When Love Is Present

Chapters 100. Four months.

Two days just feels so long. Different when there is Vim. Time passes quickly. Vim's coming home tomorrow. Baras kept himself in his room. Mom is resting in the room. Father with his own business every day.It is impossible that he just sleeps and eats. Uninspiring.

The house always seemed deserted according to its residents who were only three people. Baras with his parents. His hands move gurgling play the thread and hook needle. He was too excited about his hobby.

Triiite. Triiite.

Mobile phone notifications provide incoming message info. Barrel opening and reading.

'There's something outside. Go outside and don't run.' As soon as the message is written. The barrel holds its breath. Vim sends a message to Laras. Could Vim have sent her something?

"There's green bean porridge for you. Eaten by son." Apparently mom had woken up.

"Shortly Mom." Glance turned. He wondered what Vim said on his phone.

"What's wrong? Beware Barrel. Move slowly!"

Laras ignored her and she suddenly stopped when she saw that Vim was standing before her.

"I'm home." That charismatic smile will not be forgotten for Laras. He approached Vim with a flowery feeling.

"Say you go home."

"I'm not lying. I'm that something." Reason Vim.

"Why go home sooner?" Ask Laras.

"All work is completed sooner than expected. You okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine. Comein. I'll get you a burjo. Mom made it for me when I didn't like it."

"Burjo is good for baby races."

"It was eaten yes." Laras presents it to Vim.

"No way if you don't eat."

"He left it here." Porridge is laid Barrel. Vim breathed a look at Laras.

"You take a lot of porridge, help me finish. Open your mouth." Vim is a little pushy.

"Ayoo or I sleep in the tv room later." Vim Threat.

The mouth is gaping ready to receive porridge from Vim. Alternately Vim feeds the porridge to himself.

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Two months passed. Now the contents of Laras enter the age of four months and last week the mother and mother eagerly held a four-month observation of the contents of Laras.

"Go back here. We're gonna have a little celebration for baby." Mammy's orders.

Mother also did not miss wanting to hold a congratulatory prayer reading event for the contents of Laras who entered the age of four months.

"Mom will send food

to the orphanage. There they will recite a prayer for you." Mother said at that time.

"How good is mom. The time is the same. Mommy's night can come?" Ask Laras make sure.

"Mother's coming. Food will be delivered in the afternoon. At night you can go there."

"Thank you, Mom."

The preparation of the event was seen at Vim's parents' house. Mommy and aunty come home from shopping for everything they need. Vim looked at the wonder. Mama's gonna take a lot of effort for this.

"Why don't you just order some food?" Vim asks when mom just got home from the supermarket. Mama was willing to go through hardships like this. Really bothered.

"Mommy wants to prepare her own for my granddaughter. Wh why? Can't you?" Mami looks fierce.

"It's not. Repot mih and again later mami cape looh."

"Repot for a moment. It's for mama's granddaughter. Take this to the kitchen!" mom called ART.

Two middle-aged women came to the house shortly afterwards.

"Mom.is there anything we can help you with?" Both are friendly.

"Morning. Sorry to bother you. It can be done."

All the groceries were brought to the very back of the house. Both mothers are deliberately invited to come to prepare for the consumption of the celebration event.

"Let's peel this red onion ma'am." Baras offered himself.

"Let us just go to Barrel."

"alright. I'm the other one."

"Where is it?!" Mom screamed from behind.

"In the basin is Mom. It's closed!"

"Yes yes.this."

Laras thinks what else he can do among the work that can be done. Help bi Sin better.

"Bi.I help." Bi Sin was baking a cake on the stove.

"Noon.no yeah. Later non blistering hands exposed to coals." Aunt was so scared. He did not know if Laras was used to going down to the kitchen.

"It's okay bi. I poured the dough. The aunt took up."

"Be careful non. Well, what if den Vim finds out."

"It's okay. He understands."

One by one printed carabikang cakes. Baras was very happy. Until the sweat began to wet his face Laras did not want to stop. His cheeks were blushing red due to the hot steam from the furnace.

"Non aunt continue. Don't be so tired."

"Bi stage. A little more dough."

"Try the non-flavored cake. It's not good to bibi's cake."

The barrel took one of the green and white cakes.

"Enak bi's. Can you not?"

"Take it non. Make it more."

Mangosteen barrel. Enjoy a cake of up to three seeds.

The basin becomes empty. Barrel smiled with satisfaction. He got up slowly.

"Non Baras into it. Aunt make juice first."

"You take the water bi."

"Remember.non can't drink cold says den Vim."

"A little aunt can."

"Diiih non, den Vim is at home."

"This auntie's a baby who wants to be no Laras. Auntie, don't talk about Vim."

Everyone is more busy than usual. The guest chair has been removed. Replace with the carpet in the room.

The food is in a box and wrapped in plastic ready to be distributed to guests later tonight.

Cakes and minumahs were in place waiting to be served. Everything is made by itself so that the preparation of the event feels complicated. In Vim's eyes this preparation troublesome everyone in the house was.

"Everything done?" Vim asked as he just woke up from a nap.

"It has. Look mas mami is so excited and mom has delivered food to the orphanage." Barrels clucking.

"Mommy hasn't had an event like this in a long time. Just accept. It's all because of you, baby." Vim stroking the stomach Barrel.

"Vim, what barrel are you bringing clothes for the show?" Exclaimed mami who saw Vim and Laras in the front room.

"Bring noodles but if mom wants to buy us also grateful."

"Basic. Mommy would rather give Sin."

"Laaah mami nanya. I don't refuse to give it to you." Vim scratched his non-itchy head.

"Mami don't listen to Vim's words too much. Her clothes are more than enough."

"Well that. The unused give to those in need. Appropriate clothes of course."

"Mommy is never wrong." Vim goes to the back.

"Hmm a good smell. Can I get bi?"

All cooking cooked in large quantities makes the stomach become hungry.

"Sorry den. At the dinner table I have prepared."

"Okay thanks bi. Who's that for?"

Vim saw aunty bring juice with her cake that was printed this morning.

"Non Baras den."

"Oh mas here. I'm not talking about eating. I'm sorry." The barrel came to put down the glass of juice that he had drunk. Sit with Vim in the dining room.

"It's okay. I can do it myself. Eat?"

"It's just a little."

"That's a lot."

"My stomach doesn't want much. Yes, please accompany me." The barrel takes chicken soup and sambal terasi.

"I'm full. Not most of the races." Vim reminded.

"Enak. Why would I want chicken noodles on Raya City Walk?"

Same demand as the first Barrel pregnancy. Vim remembers that but he doesn't understand if Laras was pregnant at the time.

"You like that chicken noodle?"

"Hm." Laras nodded.

"Today we're saving, baby. Buy it tomorrow. It's up to you to eat how much." Word Vim.

"Chicken and his sauce hmm. It never changes." Baras.

"The three of us hung out there every Saturday night while still at school." Vim rotating memory.

"Dad won't let me out. So I'm just at home."

"And.you were visited by the deceased." Vim's intention is his sister Vano.

"You're both Aurora mas."

And I kept lara even though there was Aurora beside me. You always play on my mind.

"His presence can't take my mind off you. I can't lie to my heart."

Suddenly Vim spoke very openly. They both tried to shake off the pain that slipped in the heart remembering those two names. Aurora for Laras and Vano for Vim.

"It's not good to remember that. Forget what I said.

Now we both and focus on taking care of the kids." Vim has no intention of continuing the conversation.

Vim opens the shirt. Not with his shorts. Five minutes later he was in the pool. His head came to the surface. He shook his head. Then dive and swim.

Usually Laras brought a small towel and bathrobe owned by Vim. Waiting patiently at the edge of the pool. The wet face of Vim further strengthens the cheekbones. He is the most handsome of his siblings. Does Baras have to feel lucky? I don't know. But handsome is not an absolute size according to Laras.

"Hey you're daydreaming huh. I don't want our baby moody Barrel." Vim rubs his hair backwards.

"Ah no mas. I remember not ironing clothes for tonight."

"Leave me. Go inside."

"I'm staying ya."

The evening went well and religiously. Vim is getting handsome using cocoa and skullcap sensitivity on the head. Ivory white color is same as Barrel clothes. The faces of both are shining. Prayers are offered and everyone present assures.

"May be safe and smooth until the day of delivery. Excuse me for going home." That's Ustad told Vim after the event was over.

"Aamiinu. Thank you, ustad."

They shake. Guests came home. Mum and dad Laras too. Sepi's back.

"Mas I'm hungry again." The barrel holds his stomach.

"Eat again. Ooh yeah.you want chicken noodles?"

"Not not now. It's night." It's night." Laras.

"Here night but out there the vehicles and the chicken noodles are still there. I'll go first."

Vim glides to buy chicken noodles in the center of the snack that is always crowded in the city. She sat waiting as she accidentally saw Aurora with her son far ahead. Vim is not mistakenly seen under bright lighting. Aurora is talking to Rony, Vim's ex-husband and rival.

The child that Vim had met in the tourist area was in his papa sling. Vim averted his gaze and sat down when he saw them walking towards him.

"The climate! What are?!" Aurora Seru. Rony holds the Aurora tangn.

"Bought this." Vim pointed at the chicken noodles. He could see Rony's dislike.

"I'm sorry I'm going to the toilet." Vim stands.

Vim left the two men. It was better to avoid them than to engage in conversation and see the faces of the two of them. The faces of liars and traitors. He came out of the toilet after believing Aurora and Rony had left.

"Mas I don't think so buy this. I thought I was home." The chicken noodle seller smiled broadly.

"So sir. I'm just going to the back. This is the money."

"The regime!!"

"Hi bro are you here??"

"Yeahh. It's for you guys." Edo handed me a bundle of cendols.

"You bought this?"

"Yes. Mommy asked for." Edo lifted the package in his hand.

"Oh okay. I'll go home first. The barrel's waiting for me."

"Attent. Aurora's back with Rony?" Ask Edo.

"Fuck up! Why should I meet them here?" Vim's tone is rising.

"You're angry the sign_"

"Silent. I'm sick of seeing them. I'm h-home. Ed when is tennis together?!" Vim.

"Find time!" Edo links the fingertips of the thumb and index finger. The same thing with Vim.

"Dear the chicken.." Vim was stunned to see Laras lying with his eyes closed. Maybe he's exhausted.

"Baby.sad.."

"Eh."

"Say ask for chicken noodles. Wake up."

The barrel sits on the bed. The smell of chicken noodles. Eyes open. Taste rises. He eats with gourmand.

Done already. Laras strives for its knitting. The net did not want to be invited to sleep again while Vim rolled on the bed.

"Sleeping bag."

From the bed Vim could see Laras very diligently knitting. He likes Laras skillfully knitting but not done at night like this.

"Not yet sleepy." Hand Barrel winding stringing yarn.

Vim got out of bed and turned off the lights. One way to stop the barrel.

"Duuuh mas how is this. Dark."

"Do tomorrow. Now it's time to rest. Don't teach your son to stay up." Vim

"Darkl? He's your son, too, dear." Barrel protest.

"I don't want my son to be sick to stay up with his mother."

"Yes.iya. Patience with."

The threads are placed on the box. Both of them slept in the night arms.

After the laras pregnant Vim diligently prepare warm water in the morning, a glass of milk and bread smeared with blueberry jam. This morning Vim did the same. Bring breakfast to Baras. Bread with eggs and cheese in it.

For Vim it was very good but Laras disagreed.

"Mas I don't like cheese slices. I drink the milk." Pinta Laras put on a face.

"Look this." Vim takes out a sheet of cheese from the bread.

"Can too. I like mas."

"Eat and drink milk."

"Thank you dear."

"Either. Auntie has prepared breakfast. You're just here." Decree Vim.

"Good sir."

"Good baby."

"Yes already. Time to take a shower and go to work." Laras.

Laras did not want to remain silent. Preparing for the needs of Vim is an obligation. He carries out the obligation to take care of Vim. Take Vim's work clothes from his place.

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