
Filla helps Tita tidying up the sweater attached to Tita's tiny body, "Beres," Filla said after successfully sticking her nose with an anxiety on Tita's nose.
"Still Akak," Tita kissed Filla's right and left cheeks alternately.
"Yes Tit," said Filla deliberately called Tita like that because he knew for sure Tita would be very disliked.
Tita clenched her lips, "Call Ta, Akak, do not want Tit," said Tita growled.
Filla laughed, "Can your name be Tita, can dong be called Tit?" Filla tidied up some of Tita's belongings and placed them in a bag.
"Just don't want to" said Tita, folding her hands in front of her chest.
Filla laughed then put her index finger and thumb together in a circle and let her three fingers lift.
"Is Papa's daughter pretty, ready to go home?" ask papa who just came followed by mama behind him.
Last night, Filla asked that her parents rest at home and she was the one guarding Tita.
"Udah dong" said Tita proudly twisting her body.
"Adek," scolded the mother who made Tita show off her neat teeth. "Don't muter-muter that," said the mother who immediately carried Tita and placed her on the bed.
Papa laughs at Tita who winks at him, Tita does have many secrets with papa.
Filla smiled at Tita's behavior, "Mama bring what?" tanya Filla looked at the parcel that mom brought.
Mama lifted the parcel and handed it to Filla, "From your mother, she said she made a cake" said Mama.
Filla happily picked up the parcel and opened it, "Well, good," said Filla, who sat on the sofa.
"Tita also wants Akak," said Tita expectantly.
Filla scoops a bite for Tita and then feeds her, "Enak right?" said Filla while raising both eyebrows, of course embraced enthusiastically by Tita. "Why Mother does not open a cake shop, surely many like," said Filla while feeding a spoonful into her mouth.
"Where you want your bundle, sister, Mama has been a pioneer so far, surely the reason is not perfect, you gih persuaded," said mama while folding some Tita clothes that had been taken to the hospital.
Tita nodded, "Yes, I will try, it will be good to buy and eat cakes made by the mother every day," said Filla enthusiastically. "Still want?" ask Filla to Tita who has uprooted the water in a bottle.
Tita shook her head, "Later in the car" said Tita.
Filla nodded, herself storing the cake back in a paper bag.
"Yaudah yuk came home," said the father who immediately carried Tita, while Tita spoiledly embraced papa.
Filla and mama followed papa out of the room.
"Fill," said Vino suddenly holding Filla's hand.
"Vino let go of my son's hand" said papa firmly.
"Pa, Vino only wants to talk to Filla for a moment" Vino said expectantly.
"Don't call me Papa, after everything you've done hurt my son," papa pulled Filla's hand.
Filla looked at papa, "You guys first aja Pa, Filla talk first with Kak Vino, Filla will follow," said Filla sure.
Papa looked at Filla and Vino alternately, "Papa wait 15 minutes, immediately call Papa if he messes around," said papa staring at Vino full of anger.
Filla nodded quickly.
They eventually leave leaving behind Vino and Filla.
"You want to say something else?" ask Filla to the point.
Filla brushed off Vino's hand and looked into Vino's eyes sharply, "I just don't want Big Brother to hurt my family again, so a sneak talk."
Vino ruffled his hair, Filla could see how Vino's glass now, messy hair, eyes that lack of sleep until the face that he did not care for had been overgrown with a beard and a thin mustache, Filla knows for sure Vino is not the kind of messy guy.
"How else should Fill you be sorry Brother? Brother doesn't mean to hurt anyone, Brother must do what to be able to get sorry from you?" ask Vino in frustration.
Filla looked into Vino's eyes, "Responsible for what you've done, stop thinking that you can still relate like you used to because that's impossible, Salsa's sister and your future son," said Filla bitter.
Vino scooped his face, "How many times Fill, I told him I wanted to marry you, not Salsa," Vino held onto Filla's shoulders.
Filla took Vino's hand off her shoulder, "All this has happened, no matter where you act, the right situation is that you marry Salsa and forget about me" Filla said. It hurts too much to imagine all his words.
"Can't Fill, I beg you," Vino's tears trickled down regretting his actions. "You know for sure, forgetting you would never be possible let alone marrying her."
"Why would Big Brother do that if Big Brother knew it would end up like this?" asked Filla while looking closely at Vino's eyes.
Vino rubbed his face rough, "That's all Fill's fault, I ng-,"
"That mistake is too fatal Brother, you can't respond casually, Brother has an obligation to take responsibility, stop persuading me or my family, I'm sorry Brother, but Brother is a good person, anyway, so don't change my judgment anymore because of the attitude you're pointing at."
Filla leaves Vino in the chair waiting for the hospital.
Filla wiped her tears and forced a smile, she could not show her family's sad face in front of her.
"Sister," called Mama who was waiting for Filla next to the car.
Filla smiled, "Tens very Ma," said Filla approached her mother.
"You're nothing, are you?" mama asked while checking by twisting Filla's body.
"Well stop, I'm okay," said Filla reassuring mama.
"You're serious, brother?" ask the man who put on a worried face.
"It's all done, so you don't have to worry" Filla said. "Yaudah yuk came home, Kasian Tita waited alone in the car," said Filla.
Mom and Dad nodded and got in the car.
"Udah is asleep" Filla said when she found Tita asleep by leaning her head against the car door.
Filla took a small pillow that was provided in the car and placed it on her thigh, carefully carrying Tita's head to lie there.
Filla kissed Tita's cheek, "Sleep, sleep," said Filla with a smile.
"Speaking what is Vino's sister like you?" ask mom while putting her seatbelt on.
Filla lifted her face, "I'm sorry, '" said Filla. "But nothing serious, Filla believes Kak Vino knows how to take responsibility" said Filla.
"You don't get in touch with him anymore, brother" said papa.
Filla nodded.
"May she really take responsibility" said the mother and then looked back to the front.
"Ma, Mother's cake asked for dong," said Filla when remembering it.
Mama shook her head, "Nih," said Mama while giving it to Filla. "However, Mama, you like the same cake made by your mother."
Filla smiled, "The rice is good how dong, even the cake in a famous restaurant was lost to the cake made by the mother," said Filla proudly.
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