Aksara For Arsyilla
Go home to Mama's house
“You really made that building plan earlier?” ask Arsyilla.
This time the two were both in the car and were about to go home, back to his apartment.
Aksara nodded and smiled, “Sure dong, I still professionally dong do the task of Dosenku.”
While Arsyilla actually put her shoulder, “You deliberately right?” ask her with her face that looks jutek.
“What is the intentional?” ask Aksara in an indifferent manner.
“Involuntarily so I can consult the same as PPL,” said as if kissing her husband's wits.
Aksara laughs, not thinking that his wife can think about it, “No, without consulting with you, I can too. Look at it later,” he replied with full confidence.
“Cckk, too confident,” said Arsyilla who considers the man to be a person who is too confident.
Then, Arsyilla threw away her face and looked at the street panorama with skyscrapers and sun bias that still feels hot even though the day has gone late in the afternoon.
“Can we stop by Mama's house?” asked Arsyilla softly. She had only been living in her husband's apartment for two days, but she was already feeling lost to her Mom and Dad.
Aksara nodded, “Oke .. may, stay one night is also not a problem.”
“Still,” reply Arsyilla in the end. Even if he shows his flat face, but he is happy because he can stop by the house of his Mama and Papa.
The journey to Mama Khaira's house takes at least 20 minutes, the man then pulled over his car at one of the bakeries when he was about to go to the housing occupied by his in-laws.
“Come down, buy Mama and Papa his favorite cake, for Shaka as well,” he said while getting out of the car.
Arsyilla just nodded and followed her husband to enter the cake shop.
“Mama and Papa like what cake?” ask Aksara to Arsyilla.
“Brownies roast,” replied Arsyilla quickly.
“If Shaka likes what?” ask Aksara again. Yes, she was indeed a new family member to her in-laws, therefore she also did not know what her family-in-law and sister-in-law liked.
“Kue Bolen, usually Shaka will like.” Arsyilla answered while taking a box containing Bolen banana cake with chocolate and cheese variants.
Aksara watched his wife take the cake, then he approached Arsyilla again.
“If you like what cake?”
“Do you think?”
Arsyilla likes Caramel, so of course she likes cakes with Caramel flavor.
The man only muttered and did not reply, but unbeknownst to Arsyilla, he bought Caramel Shortbread for Arsyilla. Pay it and wrap it apart.
Once he got in the car, the man gave a paper bag of the cake he had bought for Arsyilla.
“Make you, I hope I didn't guess wrong,” he said.
“Caramel Shortbread?” tanyanya while lifting the packaging of the cake.
Arsyilla then glanced at Aksara who was ready to restart her car, in her heart Arsyilla wondered how Aksara knew that Caramel Shortbread was her favorite cake.
“How was my guess right?” ask Aksara this time.
Not answering, Arsyilla also just said, “Makasih,” to Aksara.
I know you like Caramel. Of course, my guess is correct.
Until finally, the car driven by Aksara stopped in front of the house in a minimalist style that looks cool and beautiful. Happy to be able to go home to her parents, Arsyilla immediately got out of the car first. He opened the gate with a cake for his family.
“Mama, Papa ... Syilla came,” he said while slightly shouting when entering his house.
Apparently, Mama and Papa were sitting together by leaning their heads together while looking at the television channel. Age may be growing, but in fact the flames of love Mama Khaira and Papa Radit continue to burn.
Aksara also saw how his in-laws who looked loving and friendly to each other. Half lowered his head, the man smiled in his heart. He was happy to see a harmonious couple, just like Mother Kanaya and Father Bhishma.
Finally, Mama Khaira and Papa Radit looked at the door, where her daughter-in-law came.
“Eh, you came here, Honey?” Mama Khaira immediately stood up and hugged her daughter.
Arsyilla nodded, “Iya, Syilla already miss Mama and Papa.” The words of the woman who works as a Lecturer are not hayal like a child who misses her mother so much.
While Aksara also greeted Mama-in-law and her Father-in-law, “Sore Ma, Pa...” said politely.
“Iya, from campus or from office?” radit asked his son-in-law.
“From the campus, Pa ..” he answered while scratching his neck which is actually not itchy. Indeed, he was embarrassed to answer if he came home from college, as if he was a teenager who was still in college. His age is ripe, but he hasn't finished college. There was a sense of shame that roused, to make Aksara look down and smile shyly.
“Kue for Mama and Papa,” said Arsyilla who gave the cake that her husband had bought for Mama and Papa.
“Thank you, actually you don't have to bother. Coming without any hands is not a problem, the door of this house will always be open for both of you,” Khaira said gently.
As a Mama, she did not mind if Arsyilla and Aksara came without a hand. The presence of those who are still willing to visit the elderly is much more meaningful and valuable.
“It's okay, Ma ... don't bother,” say Aksara this time. She did not bother at all, but also happy to be able to buy just a hand for her in-laws.
“Shaka where Ma?” asked Arsyilla now to Mama and her Papa, he did not see the whereabouts of his sister, so he asked her whereabouts of his sister.
“He is still in the office, Shaka has started working in Papa's office,” Papa Radit replied to Arsyilla.
Arsyilla nodded, not expecting her sister to enter the workforce. He is also happy, because Arshaka can work in the finance company owned by Papanya. That means Arshaka has also started to be prepared in the company.
“Do you guys rush home? How about tonight stay here?” mama Khaira asked Arsyilla and Aksara.
When Arsyilla has not answered, Aksara who first nodded, “Baik Ma, we will stay here overnight,” he replied lightly. No problem if you have to stay at her in-laws' house for the first time.