BABY SWING
Five Years Later

Five Years Later.

"Honey, wake up. Didn't you go to school today?". Melody, open the curtains in her son's room. A bright light entered the room, a five-year-old boy wriggling on the bed.

The boy immediately jumped up on the bed. "Yes!Yup! Finally I went to school mommy, must be a lot of friends".

Melody, smiling, looked at her 5-year-old son. Not because his son is this big, but he is still loyal to himself.

For the past five years, Melody has been busy working and working as a child. Not caring about his own world, his son's face was indeed similar to that of an ex-husband.

Last met with Vino, when giving a wedding invitation. Melody, present at her ex-husband's wedding but long-distance.

Melody, painstakingly prepared the baby to wear the school uniform paud.

"Come, we have breakfast and go to school with mommy. Under grandma and grandpa, Nalendra's waiting". Melody, grab her son's bag at the table.

His son had gone downstairs running small, impatiently showing himself to his grandmother and grandfather.

"Grandpa, grandma, I'm big and today's first school". The five-year-old boy was excited to jump around and approach his grandparents.

"Geez, grandfather's grandson is smart and has grown up. Grandpa, I'm proud to have a grandchild like this". Mr. Senjaya, always pamper his grandson.

"Grandmother is very handsome, in school must be diligent and obedient to the teacher's mother". Sonya's mom, pinch her grandson's cheek.

"Ready, Nalendra's a smart kid". Nalendra replied, sitting next to his grandmother.

Melody, has prepared a plate of fried rice specifically for the baby. "Eat a lot of kids, let's go big again". Melody chuckles, puts a glass of milk next to the plate and the child.

"Melody, you had breakfast too. Go back to school later, let your papah pick up Nalendra". Said Sonya's mom, smiling little.

"Yes, mommy's a passionate work. Don't think of Nalendra, mom". Sahut Nalendra, so understand the situation of his mother.

"Ouch... Grandparents, grandparents, indeed smart and understand the state of busy mommy". Sonya's mom, rubbing her granddaughter's head.

Melody, moved to see her son who understood in this situation. O Allah, thank you for giving the child who understands my situation.Batin Melody, her eyes are already glazed with all her might to hold back her tears.

"Mommy, go back to work and buy a helicopter toy. Yesterday grandfather crashed into my helicopter, so it's broken it can't play". Nalendra's whine, looking fixedly at his mother's face.

"Don't go home from school and we'll go to the mall and buy a helicopter for you". Sahut senjaya sir, directly.

"Truely, the grandfather who hit him must be compensated well. Mommy's money, safe from using grandpa's money". Nalendra said, making others laugh out loud to hear it.

The presence of Nalendra, making the house crowded there is only a story that he made to make others laugh.

"Foster father today, first enter the school. When we meet foster father, I want to play games with you". Nalendra said, looking at the photo of Riko and kept it in a bag.

Actually, Melody knows the movements of her son who keeps things. "Lift father. Who her?". He murmured, not knowing of its existence.

Melody, get in the car is waiting for her son. "We're leaving, baby".

Nalendra, immediately nodded slowly unceasingly smiling impatiently to get to school.

A few minutes later, Melody arrived at her son's school. Bring the baby inside, talk for a while with a teacher who is none other than his own friend.

"Nin, am I nalendra's nitip? If there's anything call me, go back to school his grandfather picked up". Melody said, leaving the school immediately.

"You take it easy, Mel. Leave it to me, as your teacher and friend". Nina's nagging, smiling sumringah.

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As promised by Mr. Senjaya, pick up the grandson continues to go to the mall to buy toys.

Nalendra, looks happy to be impatient to choose the toy.

"Grandfather, why didn't grandma come?". Nalendra asked, his eyes looking towards the front.

"Grandma, there's a friend who came earlier so don't follow". Senjaya replied, often taking his grandson anywhere. Now his grandson goes to school, not free as he used to take him where.

Arriving at the mall, Pak Senjaya took his granddaughter around while entering several toy stores.

"Pak Senjaya's". Said a man who was no longer young.

"Sir Marto". Senjaya said, surprised to meet his former besi. "How are you, Marto?".

"Alhamdulillah, fine. How are you and your family". Ask Mr. Marto, focused on the little boy choosing a toy.

"Alhamdulillah, good too. Mr. Marto, he's Melody's son and...". Senjaya sir, hang his words.

Mr. Marto, crouching in front of Nalendra his eyes began to dew. Didn't expect to meet his granddaughter, it's been five years since I met her.

Mr. Senjaya, deliberately brought his family moved out of town. Not want Melody, constantly remembering her past.

Nalendra, confused to see the man in front of him the same age as his grandfather. Hugging tightly at his face, wiping away his own tears. "Grandfather, who is he?"

"He was a friend of grandfather, Narend. Just call Marto's grandfather, the old man of the same age". Senjaya replied to his grandson.

"Oh, greetings to Marto's grandfather. Why is it that grandpa suddenly cries?". Nalendra asked, very touching the heart of Mr. Marto heard the babbling of his grandson.

"Grandfather, remember the same distant grandson. Grandpa misses him so much, sorry". Mr. Marto, immediately perhaps wipe away his tears.

"It's okay cake, let's just say I'm grandfather's granddaughter". Nalendra said, smiling sweetly.

Mr. Marto, powerless to hold back his tears and now meet his only grandchild.

Nalendra, he is really your grandfather.Batin mr. Senjaya, feel sad for this sudden meeting.

Nalendra, playing around in Timezone. Mr. Senjaya and Mr. Marto, watching from a distance.

"I'm sorry Melody can't tell Nalendra everything. His age is still young we can not tell, kasian him because he did not understand everything". Mr. Senjaya said, hoping his former besi understand.

"I'd be happy if he didn't know our family. I'm happy Mr. Senjaya, because Melody raised my granddaughter without a husband. I'm so ashamed of you, having a kid like Vino". Mr. Marto, wipe away his tears.

"already,pak. How's Vino doing, already having kids?". Ask Mr. Senjaya, looking towards Mr. Marto.

"No, they go around and check for trouble. However, both of them are fine. Is this Vino's reprimand, already wasting Melody?" Mr. Marto, had suspected if his son was exposed to the room for his actions.

"Astagfirullah, we must not think strangely. Most likely, they have not been given trust by Allah SWT

Pray, may his wife Vino get pregnant soon". Mr. Senjaya, trying to shake his mind.

Mr. Marto, shook his head slowly because his family was not that warm. The wife always demanded her daughter-in-law quickly have a grandchild, because she was no longer young.