Childhood Love Story's
To Bandung..

At 04:00 in the morning Rangga was awake, glimpsed Ara beside him. His smile expanded as he looked at the results of his work on Ara's reddened neck and shoulders.

My dear Lili, you've always made me rejoice*h and on and on.

Tired bangett.my body feels like it will fall out all, but all worth it.This is what is called high level satisfaction.

Rangga giggled to himself to the point of closing his mouth so as not to disturb the comfort of Ara resting. All night, it's only been an hour that Ara has been really good. Because Rangga kept bothering him. He pecked Ara's head, and tidied up the slumped blanket to cover Ara's exposed shoulders.

Not seeing twins since coming home from work last night made him miss his two children.

After finishing the bath Rangga rushed upstairs, towards the room Denis was in.

Tok.dok...

" Den's...Denise...." Call Rangga from behind the door in a slow voice, afraid to wake the twins.

Chequek..

The door opens, Denis comes out with his pillow face.

" What bro?, sleepy me..... Your son fussed last night..." Complain Denis.

" Sleep again, I'm just gonna take twins.." Rangga.

" Yes, wait...."

Denis went back in, a few moments later he came back out with two baby mattress baskets in his right and left hands.

" Now, they just went to bed after I finished changing diapers..." Denis said by handing over Almeer first, then followed by Almaeera in the hands of the other Rangga.

" Thank you, bro.." Rangga said by taking over the twins from Denis' hands.

Denis nodded and closed the door again.

Almer just put in his box, Almaeera actually woke up. The beautiful baby seemed to know the whereabouts of his daddy. Her tang flailed for a sling.

" Want to carry daddy hemm...."

A sweet smile, rising from Meera's tiny lips. Rangga was anxious to see it, he lifted his little daughter slowly.

" Meera kangen daddy huh?, hemmm.., yes baby?"

Rangga kissed her daughter's tiny hand that was trying to reach her jaw.

" Emmmhgggg" Ara's moaning made Rangga immediately turn his head.

" Wake up mommy yuk baby, mommy.wake up yuk...had dawn..."

Rangga patted Ara's cheek using Meera's hand.

" Emhhggg, uh...Meera, are you awake, baby?" Upon opening her eyes, Ara found her daughter beside her, while Rangga sat by stroking her head.

" Sucky dear hemmm?" Rangga kissed the head of Ara.

" Yes.., you are..." Ara pinched Rangga's arm furiously with a face that blushed shyly.

Rangga gave a small laugh and shook his head in anxiety.

" Ngeyel anyway, have been said to be silent just accept delicious, even follow-up hoe you.ha.ha.ha.ha.." Rangga pinched the small nose of Ara quietly, her little laugh broke considering how cool it was when Ara asked to lead the game overnight.

Ara who was ashamed of the god level covered the blanket until it covered her head.

" Hey Meera, well loh...mommy where?, wiihhhh magic darling!, mommy ilang..." Temptation Rangga on the embarrassed Ara and kept hiding.

Bugh!!

Pillow throw mandarat in the lap of Rangga.

" Bath first baby, pray... After that sleep no longer papa, brother off today, can be full help you...." Whisper Rangga in the ear of Ara who is still covered in blankets.

...***...

Rayya's father and mother are upset at this time.

The girl who is considered by the mother as the cause of her son's grief turns out to be the driving machine for Rayya.

It turned out that all this time that made Rayya change a lot towards her spiritual goodness was Hanum.

Who became a spirit burner in the process of Rayya becoming a better person like now apparently is Hanum.

And they only found out when Rayya told me everything last night.

Hanum remained with his stance, Hanum still encouraged Rayya to marry Sekar as a form of his devotion to the parents who had raised him.

Obviously Rayya was angry and refused firmly. But when Hanum says he will still be willing to be the second, Rayya actually desperately struggles to put it first.

And after driving Hanum home, inevitably Rayya finally spilled all the tightness in his heart, releasing all his junk all this time. With a crush under the feet of his mother Rayya told him all.

How their grey relationship is not clear in direction.

How it ended up all run aground due to lack of communication between the two.

How the two continue to keep the name in each other's heart until this long.

Satisfied to pour out all his will, Rayyapun resignedly handed all the decisions to his parents. For him Hanum is still willing to be with him even though being second only, it is more than enough for him.

Flashback.

" Now it's up to you, if you keep forcing Sekar with me, the consequence is that Sekar will get hurt. Because obviously, I can never love or force myself to love her.." Rayya said firmly.

" But by living together and interacting every day with Sekar, gradually there will also be a sense of love that son.." Mother said slowly, her heart had begun to soften.

" No bun!!, my heart is full of Hanum..." Rayya answered quickly.

" Maybe the father and mother can only try to talk about this all in a familial way slowly so as not to become a split"

" Because everything has been discussed, we also have the date, son..." Said Rayya's father wisely, there was a tone of regret on the faces of the two.

When compared, it was clear they preferred the polite and introverted-looking Hanum. Rather than Sekar who does not understand manners, talking to parents or peers for him is the same.

In terms of appearance also Sekar does not have ethics, meet prospective in-laws or go with his friends the same appearance.

Sorry!!

They were obviously sorry, but how else now?.

Rice has become porridge. Just go where God leads.

What they hope for now is only success in serious speaking tomorrow.

The plan is that father and mother will go to Bandung to talk about this first.

Flasback.

" Mother and father leave at what time to Bandung?, Rayya came along. Rayya's taking a leave of absence today.." Rayya's words suddenly startled her parents.

" Rayya doesn't want you to be blamed, let me just talk to them.." Further.

" As well as we can, we'd better leave now..." Said Father Raya.

The car drove across the city of Jakarta to Bandung.

There are no obstacles, a smooth journey to the intended city.

" We're looking for a hand first, son, at the end of the road there's a good bakery...." Appoint Rayya's mother to the building in front of them. And automatically Rayyapun slightly slow down the speed of the vehicle.

Mommy and Rayya get out of the car and immediately enter the store, while dad waits in the car.

When he opened the newspaper he was about to read, his eyes caught a familiar figure sitting in the cafe not far from the parked car.

Dad opened his glasses and rubbed them, and put them back on.

But the figure remained the same, a figure he recognized.

The figure who was making out with a man who looked older than him was Sekar, his future daughter-in-law.

Dad was so uncomfortable seeing it, his eyes couldn't see the inappropriate sight for much longer.

If the man is his boss, it shouldn't be Sekar acting like that either.

And even if it were his relatives, a nephew would not be able to stroke the jaws of his mother that semesra.

Too close, too vulgar and not worth seeing.

I feel something's not right here.

Threw a cell phone in the pocket of a shirt, dad dialed one of the contacts there.

" Hello father-in-law?" A woman's voice from across.

" Yes, my son, Dad, where else is my son?" Ask the father with eyes still staring at the figure of Sekar who was sticking a phone in the ear. But his next hand was still stroking the jaw of the man beside him.

" In dad's office, what's going on?" Ask me to relax.

" Oh at the office, bother son?, because Rayya's father and brother want to go to your house..." Say father again.

" Well, yeah?, what a pity. Now there's an important meeting can't go home..." Sahut Sekar again.

" So hard, son? To the point of not being able to attend in such an important way?" Said the sad father still staring at the cafe where Sekar was.

" Yes.this is how well, understand the career woman..." Answer Sekar.

" Who is yah?" Ask Mommy who has been next to dad with a box of cookies in her hand.

" Silk..." Answer me briefly.