
Tiara and Alvaro chose their late breakfast outside.
Both of them woke up late after their heat struggle that took quite a long time.
It might not even wake up yet, if only Fari had not contacted them. The boy and his twin sister and uncle Ray's family took lunch not far from their apartment.
"Where the hell is it, mah? from earlier on telfonin too!" fari exclaimed across the street who sounded annoyed that his parents had not raised a single call from him.
"Sorry baby. Mom just woke up. Don't know if you're a phone."
Fari across the street frowned in wonder. Not usually when my mom wakes up. Even if in Jakarta, the woman had woken up early to prepare breakfast for them before leaving for the hospital where she served.
"Mom's sick, just woke up?" fari's brain is just a child's brain, only two thoughts come to mind. Being sick or working. But considering they were on vacation, it was impossible for his mother to stay up late because of work.
"No dear. Healthy mom. You guys wait at the restaurant. Mom will go there."
The sun rises at half-time, seven in the morning. And it just sank at eight in the night.
So they will not lose too much because they wake up more during the day. There are still long days for them to enjoy. Begiu thought Tiara.
The restaurant the kids chose was an Italian restaurant. And at the table there was plenty of food.
"Fright, dear. The food was just in between" Juli said as Tiara greeted them.
"Have you ordered for us, mom?" tiara asked who was sitting on the chair pulled back by her husband.
"of course. The kids are starving. They're just breakfast cereals and tired of walking around the museum."
Alvaro smiled and scrambled his children's heads. "You guys happy champ?"
"Yes dong pah. We took a ride on a sightseeing bus. That's the pah, the level bus that makes a tour. But I didn't go on tour until it ran out. Uncle Ray said, mommy and dad are waiting here." Fari is indeed more excited if asked to tell a story. Even without asking, the young man never missed telling his daily life to Tiara or Alvaro. Anyone who meets before going to bed. And that made Alvaro as well as Tiara as a parent feel grateful. Because no one is covered by their children.
"You can ride again later." entertain Tiara.
"Don't want mah. I want to take a sightseeing ferry. Don't want to ride the bus again."
"Yes. Ja. Now eat your lunch."
The table has pasta, lasagna, steak, parmesan chiken and many more main menus. Not to forget they have also ordered dessert such as cheesecake, chocolate torte, rico tiramisu, also ice cream large enough to be for two or three people with a sprinkling of fresh storberi pieces.
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Tiara and Alvaro replace Uncle Ray to take their children on the road. Because Uncle Ray has a job.
July because her husband did not come, also chose to go home to clean up the house he said. But their two children live with the young couple.
"All kids. Where do you want to go now?"
"Coney Island!" yell at the four boys at the same time. They seem to have their own agenda.
An hour's drive from Manhattan to Coney Island in Brooklyn.
They were escorted by uncle Ray's driver. Because the young couple is still lay with the streets of New York.
The main destination for kids is Luna Park, an amusement park that features the famous Cyclone roller coaster.
They spent four hours in Luna Park. From fun games to adrenaline-pumping games all kids try.
Just a few games that Uncle Ray's daughter is afraid of and doesn't dare to try. And at that time Tiara will accompany by waiting for their brother who was shouting up there. Sitting not far from the door.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, they decided to play on the beach. Enjoy the sun that returns the complaint. Resting for tomorrow again gives a ray of hope. Hope for a better day than today.
"You don't want to have any more yank?" both are sitting on the beach with their eyes that can not be separated watching children who are playing water. Laughing together. Take care of each other and love each other. Seeing many children like that, Alvari so longed to have a baby.
"It really wants to. We haven't noticed how we've got a daughter" sitting on her husband's shoulder holding her from the side.
"Continue?" during this time Tiara always refused if Alvaro invited to return to have a baby. And for what reason, Tiara never said it. His wife just said if she didn't want to.
"Fari's pregnancy and childbirth experience with Vindra was not a good experience for me. Although I enjoyed each process with a heart that was blossoming at the time. But I still wonder how heavy the burden I carry is. How sad when I can't walk at seven months pregnant. And how sad when Vindra must be in intensive care because of his lack of weight."
Yep. Alvaro knows it wasn't a good experience for them. Not just for Tiara. But for him too.
Sometimes she even cries when everyone is asleep. Crying from pain saw his wife struggling so hard for the baby in her womb without her being able to help anything.
Crying when Vindra does not improve while the small body is plastered with a lot of medical equipment.
"I'm smart now they're growing well. There is no difference between Vindra and Fari. It doesn't seem like Vindra was born smaller."
Alvaro rubbed his wife's upper arm as the woman's voice began to tremble.
"I just want to see them happy. Grown well without any shortcomings."
Alvaro. Because he wants the same thing.
"I also want to focus on my role as a doctor." Tiara looked at her husband fixedly. "No pa-pa, pah. If I don't want to have any more children. We're young, aren't we?"
Alvaro nodded in his smile. "No pa-pa. Whenever you're ready, I'm willing to process it right then and there."
Tiara chuckled and screeched. "Apaan the Al. Seriously ruined atmosphere, you know?"
"Thank you. Thank you for forgiving my mistakes and for enduring them until now. Thank you for taking good care of me and the kids. Loving us non-stop. Understand what we want and need. Never complains of being tired."
Tiara's eyes warmed up again and glazed over for a moment.
"sorry. Sorry if you were just disappointed. I'm sorry if I haven't been able to make you happy. But I promise I'll try harder to make you happy."
Alvaro cupped his wife's cheeks. Removing clear circles that just flow. "Why do you want to excuse me, papa?"
"What to apologize for. Papa has given us the best. Thanks for the reward."
Alvaro drew his face closer. Scrape the distance and drown his lips above his candlestick. In the frame of the Brooklyn skyline and in the laughter of children in the distance.
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