DEKA'S DREAM
Heartfill

Want to not want Deka had to obey the desire of his omanya to stay with them, almost a month Deka lived in his opa oma house, sometimes he also helped his papa complete his office duties, and sometimes he also helped his papa complete his office duties, Deka feels like a child, his oma is very pampering not to mention his opa which often invites him to garden behind his oma opa residence in Bogor.

"Well, don't make that ugly kid," Gibran grumbled to Luis on Deka's opinion, beginning to look at Deka's appearance.

"This handsome is opa's grandson," replied Opa Deka, Deka just laughed at the debate of the boy's father.

"Well, tomorrow will you join my mother's camp?" ask Deka.

"May papa again there is no schedule as well, papa would like to apologize to the beautiful girl," said Gibran.

"Let's go back to the office, papa, this hassle" Gibran said.

"God is still lazy pah, take it to the house later on Dewa Bantuin again like yesterday," replied Deka bid.

"Will there be spirit!" get papa Gibran.

"Dih, papah aja there who married Dewa ma ogah," replied Deka as relaxed as possible, even now with his leisure he fell asleep in the lap of his oma.

"Papa is also ogah," he replied, "This is why you say ogah when marriage is delicious you have to take care of," replied Renata Oma Deka while rubbing her grandson's hair.

Deka and his papa just silent, since Deka came Renata prefers to cook alone, he wants to give the best for his favorite grandson, especially about nutritional intake for Deka.

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The plane carrying Deka from Jakarta to Samarinda landed safely at APT Pranoto Samarinda.

"Wah lama papa ga here is already cool aja this city," said papa Gibran as he stepped out of the plane and walked along the airport airport.

"Cool pah let alone the girl, make deg deg an," Deka replied.

"Hemm Kayak has been dating people here," papa's tease, Deka just smiled knot.

" What are we going up?" ask papa Gibran.

"There is a god who picked up the reward, just calm down," Deka replied casually.

"Your grandfather??"

"The son of the late kakung Sarjono pah, a former papa driver who nolongin mother at that time," Deka explained.

"Oo, later we will tell them first yes papah want to go directly there, papah want to go to his wife kakungmu, papah also want to thank him," papa Gibran asked.

"Ready boss," teased Deka.

"Based on a bad boy," said Gibran anxious, if I may be honest Deka more comfortable to consider this papa as a friend and friend than his parents.

After getting the baggage they brought, they went out to the exit of the domestic arrival, there was Yudha waiting for her.

"Hay bang," Yudha said, he also immediately threw his big smile at his former brother-in-law.

"Hay brother how are you!" reply Deka.

"Well bang, how was the trip?"

"Lumayan smoothly, do not delay as well, oia knows this bokap brother, this reward son of the late Kakung Sarjono," said Deka introduced the two of them.

Gibran and Yudha shook hands, "Yudha Mr" Yudha said.

"Don't call Mr. om aja, anyways om not bule," replied Gibran while teasing Yudha.

"Sorry om, om looks not our man." Yudha replied with a shy smile.

"That means brother of Brazilian descent dong, handsome pantesan," replied Yudha look he was confused and thought.

"Udah do not discuss the non-no, which car, hunt this mall," said Deka while turning Yudha's body with his joke.

"Prepare to do sir boss, that's his car, still remember the promise brother right,"

"Iye, jeez is billed continuously I kind of have for a billion, aja," muttered Deka.

"Had to dong, it's also called bang hahahaha,"

On the way to the tomb a lot of chatter that Deka and Yudha discussed, from about work to women of course.

Almost half an hour they drove ahynya they also arrived at the cemetery where kakung Sarjono and mother Yunita were buried.

When entering the cemetery area by accident Deka's eyes caught someone who was resting in the capital, even the woman brought a small hoe-like equipment and began to clean the weed weeds, Deka was stunned and stopped her steps, Yudha is like that too.

"Where is your mother's grave Wa?" ask Gibran.

"That's the reward" show Deka slowly.

"Which else cleansed it?" ask Gibran.

"Yes pah," Deka replied, his voice sounding changed, Gibran realized that.

"That's who cleaned your mother's grave Wa?" asked Gibran again, Deka was unable to answer it felt his voice really stopped in his throat, the woman he had longed for was in front of his eyes, unfortunately the situation between them had changed, the situation between them had changed, if not Deka would have been clutched tightly to the woman he loved.

"That's my sister, come," replied Yudha, Yudha knew and understood her brother-in-law's feelings.

Gibran also followed Yudha's steps, Deka also had no other choice, although his heart beat uncertain he was forced to follow their steps.

"Assalamualaikum mbak," Yudha said to Arti, Arti answered the greeting and turned to her, "Waalaikumsalam, eh why are you on day notya today mbak ration cleanin tomb?" tanya Arti, Arti still does not know if Yudha came with her ex-husband and ex-parent.

"Yes Yudha knows, but Yudha is here by herself lo," Yudha replied with a wry smile, she could not wait to see the reaction of the two of them if she met, Yudha glanced at Deka who looked wrong.

"Who are you here for?" asked Arti while fixing her hijab, Yudha did not answer her sister's question, Arti also stood up and looked back, how surprised she was, the man she longed for day and night was in front of her eyes, in fact, not infrequently he misses that he feels very meaningful also often cry.

Moreover, Deka's condition looks thinner, decile and ahhh anyway far from the effect of the perfect as before.

Deka and Arti stared at each other making Yudha and Gibran as neglected, "Eeehem," Yudha cleared her throat and shocked the two of them.

"Sir," Yudha nudged Arti's arm.

"Yes" replied Arti.

"Known this Gibran his papa brother," said Yudha, Arti smiled and cupped his hands as usual.

"Please om" Meaning of giving way to Gibran to approach the tomb of Yunita, Meaning understand the purpose of this man coming here must be willing to come to the woman who has given birth to his son.

Arti and Deka still did not dare to say hello to each other, their mouths were silent, they were busy arranging the roar on their chests.

Yudha sat next to Gibran, accompanying the middle-aged man to talk to the mother's headstone of his son.

While Arti stood right in front of Deka, the two of them still did not budge, even for mutual respect they still did not dare, did not feel the tears of Arti fell just like that, he was very sad to see the condition of the Deka that seemed unmanageable.

DEKA'S DREAM

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