Gannaya, My Adore
Papa Darling You, Son.

"How's it?" ask Papa Bilmar.

"I lost track of him, sir. My bike deflated midway to the dock."

"Ah, stupid! Basic Detective cap snot. It's not so fucking becus! Quickly track, if they don't meet too, I raise your salary!"

"Gee ... Thank goodness, sir. Finally getting a raise." Right in every difficulty there must be facilities, thought Roy Miyoshi.

"Have a son! My lips sprained earlier. Anyway QUICK FIND KIDS SAY---"

Crick.

The door to the room is open. Embrace the figure of his wife from outside, then go inside, with a face half panicked while holding a cellphone.

The man, who had been lying in bed for a week due to typhoid, hastily hid his phone in a blanket.

Maura was forced to lie to Ammar if their Papa was seriously ill. Though only ordinary pain that has come out of its critical phase. Maura had no other way to threaten Ammar to return home.

"Why you, baby?" ask Papa. Seeing his wife's overcast face, made him moan.

This couple will not expect that they hold each other's secrets.

Unlike Mama who already knew from the beginning about the departure of Ammar. If Papa only found out about Ammar and Gana who are still alive and settled in Makassar, about seven months ago, before Aidan was born.

His intention, the man wanted to directly visit Ammar. There are two things that he has done in the near future. His health is always down and up, confused to explain his successful tracking to the family and he just found out, if his son is in a hostage Frady's men.

Papa investigated Ammar's case to the end, and he returned ill after learning of Ammar's departure only because of his revenge on Farhan.

Papa hates Farhan, wants to avenge his son but again he is unable to. Papa loves Papi Nino, Papi Farhan. He continues to hold respect for his departed friend.

Papa closed this matter from Mama, so that his wife did not return to heart attack, but without Papa knowing, Mama already knew from him. Papa can only confide in Dion's father, about Farhan's actions that have abused his son and daughter-in-law.

Mama shook her head as she crawled up onto the bed, got into the blanket and kissed her husband's forehead. "Mama's fine, Pah." she replied lying.

The man she had been married to for decades, did not believe her. The adventurous Panji will not be easily fooled by this frail rabbit. In fact, he still managed to be deceived. Haha.

"Cock his face like a pouting duck?" asked Papa while stroking the hand of Mama who was hugging her stomach.

"It's okay, Pah. Mama's just a hard fart."

Papa grinned his forehead. "Don't fart. Fart you stink. Like another garbage truck passing by."

Mama clucked lazily. "Who said the fart was fragrant? Everywhere the fart stinks."

"But Mama's farts do smell." Papa licked.

"Did!!" decak Mama hit her husband's hand slowly.

"When it stinks, Papa stays dear." Papa pecks Mama's cheeks.

"Really, Pah?" tanyanya.

"Yes to your tayi-tayi. I love."

"Haha." Mama finally laughed. Also the same with Papa, also laugh even though held back not after usual. His heart was still agitated, agitated and anxious. Laughing is hard too. Papa was dizzy thinking about where his son was going.

Her husband was silent. Mama is back in silence. Remembering about Ammar. The woman was looking forward to anxiety with a phone history coming in from Ammar that seemed to have been picked up. But who lifted it? Husband's? Or Maura? Ammar was immediately called back, but unfortunately the man's device was not active.

But seeing her husband's gaze without suspicion, she could be a little relieved. And at this time, his suspicions were only heading towards Maura. But unfortunately, Maura first entered the room after picking up the phone from Ammar. He chose to avoid his mother.

Papa put a kiss on Mama's forehead many times to strengthen himself, if Ammar just went away for a while.

"If you knew, Al. Our son and his wife are still alive. And already have a child. I even want three. You must be so sweet." Inner Papa. He was eager to catch Ammar and drag him home, but the problem Ammar faced was not a dime and easy problem. He knew his son had mature thoughts.

"If you knew, Bill. Our grandson has two. You must not be sick like this." Their minds are interconnected. Mama looked at Papa's neck, the man moved. Mama's soft elusan gives it to Papa's chest. To suppress his guilt. And he was fooled again. Papa knows better how Ammar is now. Mama must have been shocked to find out Gana's pregnant again.

And the two began to fall asleep towards dreamland. He left the matter of Ammar for tomorrow again. It was as if the bodies of these old men were no longer strong and tired.

Truly Ammar, so draining the soul and body of both parents.

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Maura and Gifali have their own schedules to stay at their parents' homes. Two days at Papa Bilmar's house, two days at Papa Galih's, the rest at their house. But, as long as Ammar's gone. Maura spends more time at Papa and Mama's house. The wound that Ammar pinned, must have made the condition of Mama and Papa worse.

The long-haired unravelling woman was staring at the ceiling of the room with her chest still rumbling loudly. Sometimes she turned to her husband who was asleep but still stretched to and fro and was currently hugging his chest.

"Where is Dad's attitude if you know Gana's alive? And Ammar hid it all this time?" muttered the woman. He feared that Gifali was angry and angry with Ammar. Given how the Hadnan family lost Gana so much a few years ago.

"Ammar will also be angry, if you know I lied? Papa is healed. How will Papa and Mama react tomorrow?"

Maura's head felt dizzy thinking about his sister's problems that seemed to be endless. But behind that, he could sigh long and relieved. Smiling inexhaustibly. Imagine they will be together soon. I could hug his cute nephew.

"Mother why smile?" gifali's hoarse voice spread out the happy Maura reverie.

Just wanted to answer, but his forehead grinned for a moment Gifali's palm had already entered into his wife's pajamas.

"Bun. Dad can't sleep. Sports used to yuk." Gifa fingers increasingly demanding to play the top of the chest. His lips began to run down his wife's neck.

As usual, this good woman will comply with her husband's request. "Let's go, baby." replied Maura. Sports love that is done at night is useful to suppress his sense of lara diahali to face tomorrow.

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"Why isn't the mustard eaten? You are old, Pah. Must consume vegetables often."

"You're old and wrinkled, Mama's still in love, isn't she?" kekeh Papa Galih's.

Mama Difa tilted the corners of her lips. Back down, gobbling up the fried rice they had just made both of them in the kitchen. And more romantic again, eating a plate together in the vortex of the mattress. Bribing, joking and breaking the silence of the night.

"Squeals, Mah. Papa's eyes glistened with chili, Nih." papa Galih's seductive. Mama who was chewing a chicken milk wrapped in rice, immediately swigged. "Here, Mama take her jigong crowbar."

Papa Galih chuckles. "Such braid, the lifetime of the crowbar. Good to wear lips, Mah. I think this is ..."

CUPS.

It feels .. oil is great. Haha.

Papa wiped his wet lips because of the cooking rice oil that stuck to Mama's lips.

Mama stomps Papa's shoulder slowly. "Basic is gray hair. Still weird." decak Mama.

"Ganjen same wife herself, what's the problem? Just touched the upper lip, the lower lip is already nervous." papa's tease with one blink of an eye.

Papa again complained, while the jewel in the ear, he felt.

"Eat the mustard!" exclaim Mama.

With time travel. The pain suffered by Mama Difa gradually recovered. At a time when the woman had difficulty speaking and walking, Papa and their children took her for treatment abroad. As well as inviting the woman for the holidays, so that the sad shadow of Gana can disappear slowly.

Who in this world could take losing a child so easily? Especially events like Gana that are so tragic. Go in a state where the body cannot be found, bathed, in the Adhan and in the grave. The hearts of parents will definitely scream, find a child like this.

It takes time to heal wounds. And now, it's better.

"Oh, yes, Pah. Gifa said, Mas Bilmar said he had been sick for a week. We look yuk, Pah. Not good with Maura. We have no time to look there." said Mama.

Papa was pensive for a moment, he looked at Mama's face after goal. "If you remember Mas Bilmar, Papa remembers Ammar, Mah. Papa is still not willing our son his fate so it is because married to him." replied Papa in a casual tone. Indeed, it does not look a lot of annoyance, there are only disappointed remnants that are still left behind.

"Kasian is also his Ammar, Pah. Ammar and Gana Insha Allah are calm there. Kasian if you are disappointed. It's heavy for them there. It's hard, but it's God's best for our son, Pah." cloudy back to decorate Mama's face. His face was similar to Gana from any position. Sometimes Papa likes to cry when he sees Mama sleeping, very similar to Ganaya.

Papa nodded, he agreed to Mama's words. "Yes tomorrow we go to Mas Bilmar's house. Bring a shard of bells to come back agile."

Just now Mama wants to smile haru because her husband has breastplate. The smile again collapsed with a shout, a delicacy and a hug.

"Think of debus kali! It's my mouth on the shampoo with boiling water." Mama pried her husband's lips open and devoured Mama's fingers.

"Down, Pah!"

Trangs.

They looked at each other in silence. The couple was shocked when the big family photo at the wedding of Gemma and Faradisa that was stuck on the wall of the room just fell.

Everyone looks at the floor. "Parents are down!" Papa attacked Mama who wanted to get out of bed.

Papa, who had been squatting on the floor, kept looking at the family photos that still stuck well in the figura, but with strange highlights. He looked at his wife who was also staring at him from the bed.

"Sweird yeah, Mah. The glass figura that cracked only on the faces of Ammar and Gana?"

DEG.

Mom stroked the chest. His chest suddenly seemed to be squeezed into something. So crowded. Mama is often like this in the distance, if Gana is giving birth and sick in Makassar. The inner contact between Mother and Son will not be cut off when they are still alive in the world.

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The sea water echoes in the ears of Rora and Ammar. Currently they were both standing at the bow of the ocean liner heading for the trip to the airport. It had been an hour, they had managed to leave the island, their home. Rora who repeatedly asked Mama to go into the ship to continue sleeping, only shook her head unwillingly. He still faithfully hugged his father in a sling.

"Papa, how come the item is well?" show Rora.

Which he knows. The sea is always blue. Because every time Ammar had a day off work, the chatty girl would be taken to the waterfront to play sand.

"If it's dark tonight, son."

Rora moved her head up and down as if understanding the Papa's explanation.

Ammar looked at the sea in the middle of the night, the wind was so strong. His eyes were flat and full of confusion.

What should he say first to his parents?

And how do I introduce Rora to them?

Then Gana?

Is it still that long to keep Gana away from her family?

Gana must be like him. Missing the family. Although Dr. Gana's memory is difficult to recover as before, he still needs warmth from his parents. There is inner telepathy that must have been created even without memories and memories.

"Oh Allah .. where do I start?" tanyakanya. He hugged Aurora tightly. Putting their heads together. The girl understood that her father was being frustrated. Rubbing Ammar's face to disappear from the turmoil.

"Yoya loves Papa." said the beautiful. The boy gave a kiss on his Papa's cheek.

Ammar smiled and kissed back. His anxiety sank back. Seeing Aurora's smile, it looked encouraging.

"Papa loves you more than anything, son. Thank you for being my Mom and Dad's son. May you be a good son."

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