A Handful of Love for You
59. Sweet Devil's

A beautiful morning with a great atmosphere. In the morning I heard the screams of Aras and Aris who refused to take a morning bath with the sound of my brother who kept telling his twins to take a bath.

I saw that Aki, abah and mother were sitting sweetly around the back garden table with a teapot, a decoction of cassava and bananas.

Iyah tea was engrossed in the kitchen cooking something, probably the favorite fried rice Aras and Aris while my brother was still chasing Aras and Aris who were running around the house. It seems that Aras and Aris are deliberately difficult to bathe because they want to play a chase with their father.

When I reached the back garden, Teh Iyah called out to me.

“Len, here a minute.”

I approached Tea in the kitchen.

“What, Tea?”

“Lanjutin his fried rice. I want to go to the bathroom. Can't stand.”

Iyah tea held the sutil in front of me.

“Stay moved to plate only!” order Teh Iyah before running to the bathroom located near the kitchen.

After I finished moving the fried rice into 2 dishes for Aras and Aris, I saw that my brother had already managed to catch Aras and Aris and took them to the bathroom.

15 Minutes later, Aras and Aris seemed to have taken a bath and were tidy. My brother is the best at disciplining his children. Hopefully Aras and Aris aren't stressed out about having a father like my brother.

“Tantee..” Aras and Aris compactly hugged me.

“Happy birthday, Aunt,” said Aras congratulated me plus his wet kiss on the cheek.

“Happy birthday, Tantenya Aris the most beautiful in the world.” Aris won't lose to congratulate me with kisses on my cheeks taking turns.

“That if you have taken a shower, the Tantenya will not get your foul smell,” said my brother accompanied by a nod of the head by his two children.

All the family members have congratulated me after the congregational dawn prayer. Only Aras and Aris were late to congratulate them because they were difficult to get up at dawn.

“Dad, Dad...Aunte's birthday show when did it start anyway? We eat like that time, right? Not many guests either? Om and other Aunty on dateng also not?” aris asked his father.

“The way will be noon out of prayer zuhur. Maybe someone came but not as much as last week,” replied my brother.

“Who has come? Mang Atep not coming?” ask Aris again.

“Ask the Mother!” tell my brother to Aris.

“Mother, Mother...Mang Atep come do not?” ask Aras on Tea Iyah.

I pretended not to pay attention to their conversation but I opened my ears wide to be able to capture information on whether he came or not.

“Mom doesn't know yet. You guys just call Mang Atepnya!” teh Iyah's orders to her two twins.

“Ah Same mom Daddy not fun.” Aras and Aris then approach their grandmother to borrow a cell phone.

“Grandma, borrow wine dong,” pinta Aras.

“Make what?” ask mom.

“You phone Mang Atep.

“Grandmother does not have her phone number Mang Atep,” replied my mother.

“Pinjem only hapenya, later Aras ask the same number Mother,” pinta Aras a little ketus.

“Aras, who politely says borrow the gap!” reprove brother.

“Iya, Dad. Sorry.” said Aras regretted. “Sorry Cedars, Nek.”

“It's okay, baby. This is hapeenya.” My mom gave Aras her phone.

“Dad, ask for Mang Atep's number,” pinta Aris on my sister.

“Dad doesn't remember the number. I don't hold the hape either. Just ask for the number to your aunt,” A Endra's answer surprised me. Aras and Aris will ask me right away.

“Tantee..” Aras and Aris were running towards me who was sitting leisurely in the living room.

“What's up?” I pretended I didn't know what they meant by coming at me.

“Here is Mang Atep?” ask Aras.

“Request doong,” pinta Aris.

“Make what?”

“You phone Mang Atep,” reply Aras.

I gave her number to my two nieces.

“Absolutely you can call?” my many.

“Can. Aunty said how many numbers. Aras already know the numbers,” replied Aras confidently.

“Nih you guys just use the phone Aunt.” I handed the phone to Aras.

“This is Mang Atep?” asked Aras when I received my phone.

“Already,” I replied casually.

“Kok his name is not Mang Atep anyway? It's called d-e-v-i-l. De-vil... Devil who is it? Devil is an English word, right?” aras' question surprised me because I just remembered that I named him Devil. Wawat. With Aras and Aris being super duper, they would have asked their father.

I did name it ‘devil’ after replacing it from ‘gondrong nyebelin’ and forgot not to edit again with the correct name.

“Ayaah..” Shouts Aras looking for her father.

Well, it's just as I thought. Aras will definitely ask the meaning of the word devil to his father. I'll catch up to Aras soon and I'll take back my phone.

“Tantee... why was his hape taken?” cedar Protest.

“Tante not be pinjemin hape with you,” ketusku.

I was relieved to have taken back my hole.

“Why?” tanya Aras does not accept my actions.

“Gak why-why. Aunty just not so pinjemin hapenya.” Then I went straight to my room.

I saw my brother come out of his room.

“Ayaah... meaning of the word devil what the hell?” asked Aras while running towards where my brother was standing on the stairs.

“Aras do not while running up the stairs.” cried Teh Iyah from the kitchen. Maybe she saw her son climb the stairs while running.

I immediately pulled Aras who was running towards the stairs and smothered his mouth.

“Don't ask the same Dad!” my orders.

“Ayaah..” Aras tries to release my hand grip.

“What's up?” ask brother.

“That means devil what?” asked Aras quickly after his mouth was freed from my freezing.

“Why does Tare ask that?” my brother looked at his son suspiciously.

Before I could shut Aras up, he ran to his father.

“On his hapeen Aunt. Pas Aras wants to call Mang Atep, the name in his hapenya Aunt is devil. Aras can read. Pas Aras asked who is the devil, Aunt immediately took again the hapenya. Devil's not a name, is it? It's English but Aras doesn't know what it means,” cerocos Aras to his father.

Duh basic cold child that one, really can now a lot of words out of his mouth. He usually speaks irately.

My brother laughed as he looked at me with a seductive look.

“Devil is a nickname for Mang Atep from Aunt Lena. Call darling.” My brother's answer made me even more upset. The cold AC duo shitty.

“Oh nicknames... such as Aras and Aris? The name of Aras is Faras called Aras. But why the nickname Mang Atep so Devil is so different, Well,” protested Aras on my brother's answer.

“If you want the right answer. Ask your aunt!” my brother's orders to Aras. I who did not want to be asked by Aras immediately fled to the room and locked the door so that Aras could not go straight in.

I heard my brother's laugh that sounded really annoying. What a shitty father and son couple.

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to be continued...