When Love Teases

157. Call Mother

The two-meter-high gate was opened wide by security personnel. The car that brought the family of Ibu Sekar entered a spacious yard. There is a driver. But Mr. Bagja privileged his guest by being invited by a personal aide.

Although it has become retired general, but the large and beautiful house is closely guarded by two security officers and installed surveillance cameras at various angles.

"Mother....Mom, is this Mr Happy's house or army headquarters?" Ami's whisper is walking beside Mom. Glancing to the left was a group of soldiers in grey brown striped clothes typical of TNI-AL uniforms.

"Ssttt, Ami don't call Mr. Happy later in horror. This is his house." Ibu Sekar reprimanded. He himself felt unexpected, had several times passed this village road and often stared in admiration of this modern minimalist style mansion. It turned out that he was invited by his owner.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Ibu Sekar represents the greeting as soon as faced with Mr. Bagja who said in the main doorway.

"Wa'alaikum salam. Thank God my house finally has a special guest." Mr. Bagja smiled knot. Receiving a helping hand from the children of Bu Sekar who experienced it. Immediately invite in and sit in the living room.

Inside, also welcomed by the children of Mr. Bagja who also welcomed with friendly.

"This is Galih, the first child to follow in my footsteps. Now a member of Denjaka. That's beyond his friends Galih. Abis there's an event in Pangandaran." Mr. Bagja started to introduce his family members.

"This is Galih's wife's vein. This is the little Gemintang. My granddaughter is only one, 5 years old."

"You and Gina have met you before. I once took her to the house of Bu Sekar." Pungkas Pak Bagja reintroduced his youngest child. Get to know each other in a family atmosphere.

Zaky was most enthusiastic about the Galih. He was amazed by the sturdy man because of members of the elite TNI AL unit.

"Hi, Star. You're funny bingit. Cute like Ami. Hihih." Ami poked his grandson Pak Bagja's cheek. He was happy with the little boy.

Pak Bagja's family chuckled at Ami's behavior which was then easily familiar with the little Gemintang. Even his grandson Mr. Bagja was inviting to the middle room playing dolls.

Mr. Bagja invites moving places to the dining room. Continuing friendly talk in a family atmosphere while eating dinner.

"I live in an East Jakarta office house. If your first child lives in Jakarta where, Mom?" Tanya Galih was interrupted to enjoy dinner.

"If Puput lives in Kemang housing, South Jakarta." Sahut.

"When can you come to the Tepa Puput house, Mom? Let Vein also add friends. I often stay in the office." Galih looked at his wife who was originally Bengkulu. The wife nodded and smiled, agreeing.

"Of course I can. I'll say to Puput." Mom smiled at Galih. With the corner of his eyes he could catch if Mr. Bagja who sat at the very side, continued to look at him during a conversation with Galih.

Eating together is over. Feeling already quite relaxed talk, Ibu Sekar said goodbye. Especially under the table, Aul has twice poked the thighs. From before leaving his second child was already reminded not to go home late because many college tasks that must be done.

"Why hurry, Ma'am Sekar? It's still afternoon, not yet nine." Said Mr. Bagja. There was a hint of disappointment.

"It's not at home, sir. But Aul had more college assignments. Night hunting is sleepy." I reasoned honestly.

After saying goodbye to all residents of the house, Ibu Sekar was escorted by Mr. Bagja to the car that was picked up.

Zaky, Aul, and Ami had entered Alphard's car earlier. The door was opened by the adjutant. Ibu Sekar was left behind because of a leisurely walk with Mr. Bagja. The two continue to talk. I don't know what's being talked about. But Ami saw it from inside the car with pursed lips.

"Old mom, huh. Talk is not complicated...." Ami finally complained of protest. But then Zaky smothered his mouth and whispered; "Don't protest later drowned into the sea."

"Oh yeah, ruined your sister's cute beauty." Ami took off with a rough Zaky hand in her mouth. Mendelik by putting on a ketus face and rubbing around his lips. At least I'd like it if Zaky smothered his mouth.

"Cute from where it is. Amit-amit is yes." Zaky poked his tongue out. Addicted to teasing his narcissistic sister.

"Iri said boss." Ami screeched while turning her face in the opposite direction.

Aul held back a laugh hearing the conversation in that backseat. He was capturing two people who were still outside the car with cell phone cameras as souvenirs for Puput.

"Mu Sekar."

"Yes." Yeah." Bu Sekar turned his body again face to face with Mr. Bagja. Though already thanking and saying goodbye, prepare to get into the car whose sliding door has shifted open.

"Just to say, you're so pretty tonight." Mr. Bagja stared warmly even though his face full of dignity remained obvious.

Bu Sekar blinked his eyes and swallowed. Wrong attitude. "Assalamu'alaikum" he said smiling and nodding. Get in the car immediately. Do not let the blushing face be read by the general.

Mr. Bagja smiled knot. "Wa'alaikum salam. Come back here sometime!" He said, replying to Aul, Zaky, and Ami's hand.

Automatic closed sliding door. Ending the view of Mr. Bagja who can no longer see the face met with red. Black car glass becomes solid.

...***...

Jakarta

A travel car carrying Ami and Zaky arrives in front of Puput's house at eight p.m. Ami was most enthusiastic about spending the semester break at her first sister's house. Who told Mom that her sister was pregnant.

"Mother Tea Aul why don't you come, Mi?" Said Rama who welcomed the excitement of the arrival of his two sisters-in-law.

"Thursday afternoon, Brother. Aul's tea is still up until Thursday." Sahut Ami who sits while struggling in the arms of Puput. As a form of longing.

"Sister Rama got in the wind?" Connect Ami.

"No. Why emang?" Rama raised one eyebrow.

"The wind in the wind. You see Kak Rama fragrant telon oil. Like a baby. Hihih." Ami without awkwardly teased Rama.

"Tuh.calon nephew Ami tuh who is ignorant." Rama pointed towards the belly of the Escape with his chin.

"Tea will be nauseous to vomit if Papa his utun do not use telon." Puput answered the confusion implied on Ami's face.

Ami ber oh ria with round lips. He was then invited to the prepared room. Storing bag. Leaving behind Rama and Zaky who continued to talk lightly.

"Yes that's it. Actually forced." Ami opened her bag. Take a nightgown.

"Kok kepaksa? It's the same, Mi!" Puput put on a face full of curiosity.

Ami sat on the edge of the bed. Swinging your legs casually. "But this promise is our secret!"

"Okay." The puput raised two fingers while holding back a smile looking at Ami who had a serious expression.

"So gini..." Ami started the story from the beginning opening the door when the house bell rang. Until the end Mr. Bagja can answer two guessing questions.

Beetle-beard. "According to Ami, Mr Bagja is good?"

"Sir Happy is good. Never give time snacks to Pangandaran with Padma. Ngasih shrimp. Yesterday I gave honey doughnuts to pizza. I think I want to be my fan. But how is it. it is old. Hihih." Ami giggled while dropping her back on the bed.

The pup laughed off. Ami was indeed the most able to liven up the atmosphere. "Emang is not suitable to be a fan of Ami. It's good to be Mom's life partner."

Ami got up and sat down again. "That means that a friend is a friend while alive, is that tea?" he said he didn't understand.

"Yes more or less so. Already, later talk. If you want to take a bath with warm water. Eat up."

"Shalat Isya used to eat." Ami used it before going into the bathroom.

Morning's approaching. Ami can't wait for Padma's arrival which changes its schedule to leave Wednesday at 6 am. Because along with the activities of his brother who will visit work to the boutique branch of Jakarta.

"Feminine...I miss you. To Sister Cia's house now yes. Pick up the driver!" Cia on the other end of the phone.

"Miss you too, Sister Cia. Later on Brother. Wait for bestie to come. Padma, Kak Panji's sister." Sahut Ami is no less excited. "Can you go to the house of Kak Cia ngajak Padma, Sis?" continued.

"Yes can dong. So more rame. Okay, sister Cia, wait! Byeh."

"Babay, Brother." Call completed. Ami switched to contact Padma. Watch where it's been.

At ten, Padma came with Panji. Two girls fought each other tos and pingnggul fighting while giggling because each of them became oreng almost fell.

The absurd behavior of Ami and Padma makes Puput and Panji shake their heads and laugh amusedly.

"Sister Rama to the office, Tea?" Ask the banner that follows the steps of the Escapees who enter the house. Leaving two young girls in a mini park.

"Yes. He said overtime. Again stacks of work. Moreover, Damar starting tomorrow to take leave." Puput offers a Banner meal. But Panji chose to rest first.

...***...

Another day to the show. Thursday afternoon, Enin and Bunda Ratih have arrived in Jakarta. Can't leave together with Ibu Sekar because he has to wait for Aul to come home from campus. So that went first because Enin wanted a morning trip. Nonetheless, the car for Ibu Sekar has been prepared.

Inside the house Mami Ratna has been finished decorated with beautiful artificial flowers. Also the home yard has been installed tents. The study continues siraman event on Friday tomorrow will be held.

Ami and Padma have been at Mami Ratna's house since morning. The residents of the house are welcome, making Padma who was initially shy and clumsy, long ago melted. Moreover, there is a source of heating Ami that melts the atmosphere.

Brug.

Padma who half ran to the kitchen to wash her sticky hands used to eat ice cream, collided with Bunda Ratih. Causing the drink in Mother Ratih's glass to spill in half.

Padma gasped with a paled face. "Tante, sorry.....Pad ma accidentally." Shaking with fear of being scolded, Padma wiped the wet arms of Bunda Ratih with the tip of her instant hijab. Down, shoulders shriveled, not daring to face each other.

Mommy Ratih pulled her slapped hand. Switch to holding both of Padma's shoulders after keeping the glass below. Making Padma look up with teary eyes. Fear of getting angry.

"Padma, don't call aunty. Call Mommy. Just like Kak Panji huh!" He said with a gentle look and a sincere smile. When staying first, Padma did not even say a call to him. Looks shy and shy also irritate to talk.

"Hiks." Eyes full of glass for fear of being scolded, the decay by itself wet both cheeks without being able to be dammed. Padma sobbed with her head down.

"Lho kok Padma cry." Turn of Mother Ratih who gasped. He hugged Padma and rubbed the back of the girl's head. Tranquilize. But Padma was getting sobbing in his arms.

It attracted the attention of Mami Ratna, Cia, Enin, and Ami, who came closer. All faces were full of questions and hoping for an explanation.

Padma then stopped crying. Leave a small stuffing while wiping the tears with the back of the hand. Spontaneously giving drinking water.

"Padma why cry, hm? Mother will not be angry. His name is also unintentional." Mother Ratih asked carefully and stared softly.

Padma looked up with a glare. Sighs before speaking. Because his feelings are filled with emotional blend of various flavors. It's hard to pin down but it feels a relief. "The Padma....Padma seneng's. Padma now has a mother. Hiks" Again, his tears are shed.

Mother Ratih hugged Padma again. Close your eyes and breathe out a long breath. For haru cried out, took a sip and filled the chest. This is the fruit of the selfishness of the adults first. Feeling each one was right with his stance, with his decision. Not thinking about the impact in the future, who is the victim.

"Yes, kid. Mother Kak Panji, Mother Padma as well. Because Kak Panji and Padma are sister's." Said Ratih in a hoarse voice. He broke down the hug. Wiping away the tears that soaked Padma's delicate cheeks. Giving a deep and long kiss his forehead.

Enin and all who were watching stared at Haru with a face as crisp. Unconsciously everyone, since seven minutes ago, there were two figures of men who had just come and stood in the doorway smiling knots with teary eyes.

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