
The car entered the courtyard of a cafe which from a distance only the color makes the place easily recognizable.
“Mas slide there, narrow.” Widi's voice of complaint was heard from behind.
“Daru sit in front, you sit on the bench. Speaking of narrow continues,” replied Dirja.
“Liat it,” said Dita, pointing to the cafe building which painted a strikingly colorful color like a playground.
“Mbak Widi patiently, yes .... We have nyampe.” Dean looked back to see Widi complaining about her seat. The little girl was held by her babysitter. Talent does not want to suffer the slightest from his father, Widi down one hundred percent.
“Other times, I brought another car. Nyetir himself,” said Winarsih.
“How can I drive myself, my son is searching. His mother was left by two people. But the talking is narrow. Do I need to buy a charter bus?” dean asked Winarsih.
“Let's buy his tourism bus, now we get off first.” Winarsih took down Handaru from her lap. Mr. Noto stopped the car and opened the car door for them.
“Hei, new nyampe too,” exciting Orange who also just got off the car. “Zurra, Kalla, come! Dirja, Dita also nyampe.” The orange helps Zurra who last jumped out of the car.
“Wah, I think it's been on all datengs, Mbak.” Winarsih took Widi to learn the steps of Orange that goes hand in hand with Zurra. Winarsih's gaze was on the line of cars in the cafe courtyard.
“Mbak Jennifer the first. Said to check the ordered menu,” sahut Orange.
“Woi, game!” Toni waved from the entrance of the cafe. Toni took Vishnu with her while pointing at Handaru whose hand was held by Dean.
“Rame, yes, De?” greet Sky, turned Aruna in Dean's left hand and Handaru's left hand.
“My motivation to solve many cases and nerima job outside,” replied Dean calmly.
“Bu Win, Bu Jingga, it's been awaited in dalem. Just over there,” pinta Toni pointed to the right side of the restaurant when Winarsih and Jingga arrived in front of the entrance.
“Rame, yes, De?” toni said in front of the door as Dean and Sky arrived.
“Because your greeting is the same as the sky, I replied earlier. Ask the Sky,” said Dean, directing the fist towards Toni who laughed and immediately dodged. “Lo next,” connect Dean.
“Lo why in front here continue? Just found out I arisan this there is a nice fence,” tukas Langit, passing Toni in front of the door.
Everyone is present with their families. Rio and Jennifer look like a pair of very compact PAUD teachers. They arrange the children's sitting position based on their age and independence. Children who are older and can eat by themselves are placed at a table different from toddlers.
“Ayo—ayo, here for those over five years old. Who has a fifth birthday?” rio asked, looking at the fifteen children sitting mixed with his babysitters.
Wulan who was pregnant approached her two sons. “Come, Mas Tirta, Mas Vishnu, how old is he? Where is it sitting?” Tirta and Vishnu stood towards the small tables located on the carpeted floor.
Dirja went to a special table five years and up. Dita takes Widi to follow their older brother. So did Kalla and Zurra, walking straight to the place where Jennifer was waving. All of Rio's children were already at that table.
“Where are you going? Where's Papa Santoso?” dean asked a two-year-old girl.
“Mas Santoso there, Sir.” Musdalifah approached his daughter while pointing to Santoso who was holding Handaru. The almost three-year-old boy was seen talking seriously with Santoso.
“Wah, Mus .. I think Papa Santoso needs the presence of a boy among the three women who have it.” Dean smiled at the six-month-old baby girl in Musdalifah's arms.
“Boy or girl alike, really, sir.” Musdalifah who has now become the mother of two daughters answered Dean's questions straightforwardly.
“Uuu ... The director is now very. But Papa Santoso needs a guy's coffee. Don't take Papa Santoso nyari another coffee temen,” joked Dean.
“Can be aja,” sahut Musdalifah. They were still standing by the table where the children were five years old and under with the babysitter. “Samely, right, Bu?” Musdalifah looked at Winarsih who was looking down justifying the location of Aruna's hairpin.
“Yes, Sister Mus. Same time. Women or men, which is important healthy. Girls can also tell their father if they go home later,” Winarsih said with a small laugh.
Hearing that, Dean laughed at his wife. He imagines how Dita, Widi and Aruna come to him to hang out and tell him to go home. It must be scarier than their mother. It could be that Dita will advise him, Widi will nag him, and Aruna will silence him for a week.
Santoso walked up to them. Not far from them there is an Indian statue that is almost the size of an adult.
“Om scared—om scared,” Santoso said as he carried Handaru near the statue. “Sohem really, om scared,” re-Santoso again.
“It was just a toy,” Handaru said, staring at Santoso's face with a cheerful face.
Santoso immediately stopped acting. “Yes, this is just a toy. Wrong om,” replied Santoso again bringing Handaru to the children's table.
“Ryan where, anyway?” Dean gave a glance. Then he saw his secretary sitting on a chair scrolling through his tablet.
“Ya, already. Mothers go there first. Gentlemen want to gather in the corner there, yes.” Dean rubbed Winarsih's back as he said that. Winarsih nodded and immediately joined the mothers whose table was not far from the toddler table.
Arisan mothers quickly turned into a place to tell each other what they did during not meet. What are the activities of children. Any hassles they go through at home. And their troubles with husbands.
From a distance Dean looked at Winarsih who spoke while occasionally laughing. The active Aruna walked to and fro, watched by her babysitter. Every now and then the little girl approached her mother and Winarsih would stop talking to hear her daughter's will.
Similarly, when Widi came to approach her mother and sat behind her mother for a while, then returned to her two brothers. His wife has female friends now.
“Bu!” call Handaru to his mother. Dean was still observing from afar. “Mbak Widi angry,” says Handaru. Winarsih called Handaru and whispered something in the boy's ear. After whispering, Handaru smilingly looked at his mother.
From a distance, Dean smiled even though he did not know what Winarsih said to calm his son.
“Kok Mr-Mother, De?” rio asked suddenly.
“Ha?” asked Dean who had just woken up from his daydream.
“Why Should Fathers? I thought it would be Papi-Mami,” said Rio, looking at the same thing. Handaru who was hugging Winarsih.
“The Father-Mom's call is warm in my ears. Kayak Winarsih who used to call me by the name, ‘Pak’ with different intentions. I don't have to ask him to follow me. I'm the one who followed him, ‘Bu’. No hassle, right?” Dean raised his glass with a smile. “May be healthy and happy always my friends,” said Dean.
Tony laughed and raised his glass. So is Rio, Sky, and Santoso.
“Yan .... Glasses,” pinta Dean on his secretary.
Ryan who was busy working through his tablet also raised a glass. “Same prayer,” said Ryan touching his glass to a glass of five men.
“The idea is cheerful always, the subordinates are serious, yes.” The sky pounced softly on Ryan's arm.
“What would an office be if everything looked like a boss?” Ryan asked back, glancing at Dean.
The sky and Ryan laughed.
“Three girls, Ton?” ask Rio.
Toni nodded. “Last USG result fixed girl. It's complex. Wulan close order,” said Toni, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
“Santoso belom no cowo,” said Dean again reminded Santoso. “Order again the same Mus, So! Don't lose, So! I support,” connect Dean.
“Lo every day campaign many children continue, yes,” Sky Syndicate on Dean.
Dean was still chuckling, stabbing Santoso's arm while saying, "Come, So. Don't lose to Mus."
“Mr-father!” call Jennifer. “Come photos first! Hold each child,” exclaimed Jennifer laughed.
“Come,” invite Rio, stand up from his seat. Everyone walked towards the place Jennifer was pointing at.
Dean and Ryan walked behind.
“Lo has been busy since. Most of my work, huh? Do you need any help? I can find staff to be your assistant,” Dean told Ryan.
Ryan laughed and then shook his head. “I'm used to it. Now it is even more conducive and soothing than before,” replied Ryan grin.
“That means still riding the ark with me?” ask Dean.
“As long as the compass is real, I'm in.” Ryan smiled at his boss.
“If the compass is damaged, I can be a guide.” Santoso suddenly appears next to Ryan. “Although I also often do not memorize the road. Same origin Mr De, I trust.” Santoso also looked at Dean.
“Ya, already. If so we use a tour guide aja,” said Dean laughed.
“Originally his tour guide is male, it looks like it will be safe,” murmured Ryan.
The three of them laughed.
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