(BABY SITTER) Mate For Om Arkha
BS 11: Remembering the Children

Some time later

Arkha had been in the country long enough. Work and social activities run smoothly without obstacles. Moreover, his parents also still trusted him very much.

Micah is already entering the school holidays. At the beginning of the holiday he stayed at the grandmother's house from his mother for a few days, of course with Vina. It has now been returned to Leonardo's home.

''Mikha must be happy.'' said Lidya.

''Very happy, Omaa.'' cried Micah.

His grandfather and grandmother were happy to see Micah who was full of smiles like this. At least the old wounds of losing both parents can be sidetracked when you see the smile of sincerity that is depicted in Micah.

Sometimes, the smiles and laughter of a child as small as Michael managed to make his family full. Behind her sincere smile, was an undisclosed sadness. The little boy had to go on living without his parents. But, all that is the destiny of the Almighty, man cannot blame anything. There is still much for Micah to be grateful for, he grew up in a family that is capable of.

Micah and Vina went into his room to find a toy to wear.

''Mikha is a strong child.'' said Mama Lidya to her besan.

''Really jeng, if you see Micah sleeping, it feels immediately remembered our children who have died yes.'' reply besan mama Lidya.

Lidya smiled faintly.

''I was just thinking about how it would be if Micah grew up, and saw other friends with his parents.'' said Lidya with a trembling voice.

''Yes, jeng. It's true what you said.''

The two women were finally both silent for a moment thinking about her future fate for Michael.

Today, Mama Lidya did not do his activities because of the arrival of besan who delivered their grandchildren who had just returned home in the afternoon.

It was used to play with his favorite grandson.

After chatting and enjoying the dishes provided by Leonardo's family, the besi went home. It's time for oma Lidya to play with her granddaughter.

Micah was very active running around here and there. Her grandmother who was not young anymore certainly made her back, waist, and legs feel tired quickly.

''Aduuhh Oma's legs hurt all.'' he exclaimed so as to make the grandson stop.

Lidya immediately sat down by straightening her legs.

''Oma ... would Micah have a massage?'' mikha said innocently offering herself.

''Can Micah indeed repel Oma?'' tanya Lidya wanted to laugh because of the anxiety with her grandson.

''Can, Oma.'' Micah replied confidently.

"Yes already, try Oma's massage here yes.'' Lidya reply showed on her calf.

Michael's small hand immediately pinched his calf. The movement is like an adult, but even in a tingly feeling.

''Mikha pinter once, haha.'' praised Lidya who couldn't help but laugh in amusement.

''It seems like it is quite dear.'' said his increasingly amused oma.

Micah's little hand stopped his massage.

''Omaa .. Why doesn't Arkha live here? 'let the rame-rame here be with us.'' asked Micah with pouting lips.

The woman gently rubbed the top of Micah's head.

''Om Arkha still wants to learn independently first, baby.'' replied Lidya.

''What a cowardly Arkha, Oma?'' asked Micah innocently.

Lidya and Vina immediately chuckled at Micah's question.

''Yes, Arkha was timid, so had to learn to live alone first.'' reply oma who began to reason accordingly.

''Wahh, my granddaughter is really smart.'' said oma lirih to Vina.

Vina nodded.

''Oma ... Micah wants to stay in his apartment om Alkha, okay?''

''Huh?!''

Oma and Vina immediately turned their heads.

''Om Arkha 'is also often here, dear.'' replied oma.

''If at home continue to be bosen, Oma. Micah will stay there for a while.'' Michael's pinta.

Lidya immediately turned to look towards Vina. Vina could not answer anything because her decision also remained the one who paid her.

''Yes, later if Arkha om come here, Micah tried to say yes himself.'' said Lidya.

''Yes, Oma.'' Micah replied.

°°

Arkha combed her hair for a while then quickly grabbed the keys of the car that was on the bed. He will visit his parents who are enjoying the school holidays.

After passing through a crowded street, Arkha arrived at his parents' residence. He saw Micah still playing a tricycle in the yard.

''Good morning dear Michael Om Arkha.'' cried Arkha greeting his nephew.

Vina who was still pushing the bike also immediately stopped her movement.

''Om Arkhaaaa!'' exclaims Micah enthusiastically.

Arkha immediately approached his nephew. Gave a sweet kiss on his forehead.

Vina took one step back to give their space for interaction.

''Still maem huh?'' ask Arkha.

''Yes, Oom.'' Michael replied.

Arkha looked up at Vina.

''Here, let me feed you.'' said Arkha.

''But, Mr-'' replied Vina.

Arkha still thrust his hand to be ready to receive the small plate that was still in Vina's hands.

Vina hesitantly gave the plate to Arkha who continued to insist. He was not happy because he realized that it was his job. But, Arkha had already given a sharp eye look.

''You just do the others. Cook the cake, what a bath there, the stench of your body.'' Arkha chirps.

Vina instantly reflexes kissed her own armpit to make sure.

''People have taken a shower!'' muttered Vina held back her sense of regret.

A second later, however, he pretended to be ordinary as he was about to speak to Micah.

''Mikha, Arkha wants to continue bribing Micah. So, Ms. Vina wants to help clean up first yes.'' said Vina.

''Yes, Ms. Ina.'' Micah replied.

Vina smiled then stood up straight before leaving the two men.

''Titip yes, sir.'' said Vina lirih and immediately walked quickly.

''It's my nephew's stuff!'' bathin Arkha is upset.

Vina leaves the courtyard of the house, and the one who feeds Michael turns to Arkha who did ask. Arkha took Michael around the courtyard on a tricycle. Arkha looks very painstaking momong his uncle to spend his food.

"Last bribe, nih." said Arkha looking very happy because Micah finished his meal.

Having just been fed, Arkha restrained Micah from continuing to pedal his bike. Arkha allowed Micah to swallow his food first.