
On this weekend the sky spread its bright blue charm, not peeking shy or blushed, with soft clumps of white clouds framing the sky, so beautiful unsightly, as if smiling overshadowed the people below it, who is now joking with laughter.
This is the first time Nara has visited a zoo. He pranced happily, walking down the area flanked by his father on his left and right sides. Viona and Bima compact devote time and attention as much as possible so that the baby does not feel a lack of affection from his parents even though the bond between the two has been torn.
There are all kinds of fauna there. Fenced in shady trees on all sides, delivering a pleasant cozy cool. Bima and Viona explain one by one all the species that are there, also patiently answer all the questions Nara enthusiastically wants to know with things that she just met.
The look on Viona's face today was so bright, in the midst of the heartbreak that had wrapped her up since last night. Let today he free himself from the shadow of the concern of his engagement and focus on enjoying his time together with the baby as well.
Some of the photos were taken as mementos, like the whole family did while walking around. Most of Nara's pictures were taken, or sometimes just Viona and Nara and vice versa. Suddenly Nara pouted and protested.
“Nara also wants to be photographed with the same Father Mother. Keep photographing her wanting that kayak.”
Show it to a small family who is taking pictures near the giraffe statue not far from there. With the pose of the child up to his father's shoulder and the father embraces his wife's affection.
Viona throttled misbehaviorally, tucking strands of hair down behind her ears, while Bima rubbed her nape clumsily.
“Come dong Daddy, Mommy. Want to be photographed like that,” rengeknnya starting to fuss.
Bima threw a glance at his ex-wife, gesturing through her eyes as if asking what to do.
“Ehm. We only came here three, so if you want to be in the photo together, who will take the picture?” persuade her gently to the pouting Nara.
The slightly wavy-haired cute boy seemed to think, then swept his gaze around looking right and left.
“Well, there are other fathers, Mother. We can ask for help to make photographed.” Nara spoke cheerfully and looked at her parents expectantly.
“OK, Father will ask for help.” Without Viona's consent, Bima immediately approached the dry foliage sweeper under the shady tree, and before stepping she threw her faint smile at a glance making the mother of her child become nervous erratically.
Finally Nara's request was granted, they took three pictures taking several poses, the father who took the photo was so excited, did not hesitate to direct the style so that the couple smiled and embraced each other affectionately.
“Smiling Mistress, and Mr. please embrace more affectionate,” his plea is excited, he acts like a professional photographer.
Of all the photos taken, Bima's hand always embraces Viona according to Nara's request as well as the direction of the taker. Bima happily did so while smacking a smile, ignoring the nervous looking Viona who might even be almost merry cold hot. Although to be honest, an unusual hissing infiltrated the recesses of his soul, do not want all this happiness to end too soon when the time to separate later in the afternoon.
“Nara likes japanese cuisine?” bima asked as the car drove out of the parking lot. Nara sat in the front seat while Viona was in the passenger seat.
“Sukaaa... Nara likes to eat udon same sushi.” The boy was happy and swung his legs.
“Tos, we are the same.” Bima invites the child to do hi-five with him which Nara greeted with excitement.
“Vi, we eat at a Japanese restaurant not far from here how? It is also almost dzuhur. In addition to the food is good, there is also a spacious and clean prayer, so we can all pray first before eating,” Bima's proposal while still focusing on driving.
Viona was stunned for a moment, her wishful thinking began to wander. If only the Milky Way that used to be as it is now, it is possible that the sacred bond is still held in its grasp.
“Vi.” Bima returned to voice because he did not get an answer.
“I-iya Mas's. Come on, we eat there,” sahutnya while staring at the back of the ex-husband.
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