GRINNED
CHAPTER 1: The Meeting

Watch out sister ..." This hand reflex grabbed the little girl who passed in front of me. Apparently he did not realize that there was a big branch that was about to fall.

And true. Brreukk ....

The branch fell not far from us.

Spontaneous her tiny hands hugged me.

"His ... father will be tired if you run away" said a man who came running to look exhausted.

"His name is Anya?"

"Yes ...."

"Sister if you want to run, don't be here. There are fathers cutting down trees. If hit ... how?"

He was silent and looked at me for a long time. I saw clear details dripping from the corner of her beautiful eyes. The sweet face was now beginning to be covered in a mist of sadness.

With a shunt step, go leave me fixated not understanding. I'll follow where that step goes.

"Anya .. forgive ammah ... Amma was unintentional." I squatted in front of him.

"Anya .. is not good like this." The soft voice of a man behind us.

"I'm sorry, Ammah."

He grabbed the small body into his arms. But unexpectedly, the little princess would rebel. And ran away screaming.

"I don't want to forgive, if you don't want to buy ice cream."

"Well, you're already ..."

Why did his words stop. And I saw the look on the man's face turning grim, as if to endure sorrow.

"Mother is not dead. It's mom." pointing her index finger at me. Deg .. why is he pointing at me.

"Ah, sorry Ammah."

"No reason." I replied spontaneously.

He continued to persuade the little princess. Of an unclear desire. Until it looks complicated. I walked closer and tried to calm down.

"But if you've bought ice cream, according to the same father yes ... Anya's sweet." 

I pinched his nose. His smile broke and hugged me spoiled.

"I want that ice."

This sweet little princess let go of his embrace. And ran towards the ice cream seller who had been around since.

"Here, don't run!" call a man who is not slender. His body was not entirely full of flesh.

I want to laugh watching them both. With wide steps I approached, and joined in line to get ice cream.

I don't know why his charm caught my attention. His look, smile and style reminds me of my childhood.

Let me enjoy this morning cheerfully. My goal here is to be like that. The fresh air in the green open space is not worth ignoring. Plus the little guy I just met. Don't miss it.

"May I call you mother?"

He chattered while eating ice cream, until he was unaware of the ice grains touching his nose. Then I rubbed it with a tissue I carried spoiled. Makes us laugh happily.

"Lha ... What did you call me?"

He just laughed as if he wanted to ask me to play around with those words. I followed his will that I sometimes don't understand.

From the beginning I called me 'mother' only, making me want to laugh. There's this little princess.

But let it be, maybe it could be a cure for the sadness that is stored tightly in his subconscious. It was clearly visible in her eyes. Until his face was full of cloudiness, just waiting for when to fall.

"He ... he .. he ..." he laughed.

"Dad, can I play with Mommy?"

For a moment the man was silent. I don't know what's on his mind. But then throw a smile.

"There is also a need for Ammah. Poor right!"

He looks like he's looking at me. But this little princess ignored. He looked back at me. With a hopeful look. I was rendered powerless to approve his request.

"God willing is not ... yes ...?" nervous answer.

Just realized, we don't know each other yet. At first glance. But frankly, I didn't dare for long. In order not to be discovered, put a glance at the grass that is spread.

Seeing myself misbehaving and nervous. His smile looks charming. He shrugged both shoulders as if to say, whatever.

"Well, don't run .." I yelled at the little princess. But honey, he's away. And there's no way I can go after him.

I followed where he went with the landing. Enjoy the beautiful morning view. Birds chirping, gusts of wind and fresh air.

I know he's headed for the fountain, which is in the middle of the park. I want to see fish swimming. Before I got to him, I bought him fish food. From the sellers around the place.

There was joy on his face when it came to him. He was constantly smiling, throwing fish food from the pool.

Finished feeding the fish nimbly he ran.

"Well, find me!" his yell. Then hide in the tall grass.

I chased after him on a leisurely walk while enjoying the bright morning scenery. As bright as the gaze of the little princess I just met.

But accidentally my eyes were on the creature there, Anya's father. Very calm, sitting relaxed on the grass. Occasionally drink mineral water that is brought. And doing light exercise. Looks relaxed.

He has kids but I'm the one who bothers.

"Hmmah here ... Ammah wants to go." I said fishing.

"Mother, don't go dong."

Soon little princess Anya came out of hiding. Without having to search. Hugged me with pampering.

"Mother, I still want to play."

"May, but not in the grass. There'll be caterpillars later, Anya can itch."

"Yes elorotan?"

"Can."

We ran, towards the desired game. Once up to 2, do not need to be told 2 times, he immediately went up to a high place to slide.

"Be careful, Anya."

Just a wave of hands as an answer I got. I laughed seeing his joy.

Playing with kids is fun. Forgetting the time.

The hour hand shows 09:00. I have an appointment today. I looked out into the middle of the grass field, where I last saw. Unseen stem of his nose. Where's she?

"Searching me?" The soft sound of the building beside me, surprised me.

"Sorry, I'm going to go first, there's a need."

"Kok off!" looks like raised eyebrows.

"I'm the virus you're supposed to be dealing with?"

The face .... Make me more sane.

"I have an appointment." I replied briefly and passed away.

"Well, Ammah goes first ..."

"Play the same old man."

I walked away in a hurry.

"At the moment mother."

The sweet little princess was seen descending in a hurry, then running towards me. He showed both cheeks are stye. Ready cried. All right, I'm giving up. Even if it has to be late. I kissed her cheeks with spoiled. There is no harm in following his will.

"Sorry .. freestyle."

No, photos do not say anything. I wave my hand to end the action I don't want. But he doesn't seem to be dizzy with my cues. Shitty ! ...

"Sorry Dinda.  Don't leave for a minute."

He waved his hand, as a gesture calling me. I stopped the step and watched.

"Is this your phone?" tanyanya slow.

I just realized hp is not in the hand .. uh pocket.

"Thank you for giving it back."

"I should be the one to thank you. I accompanied Anya this morning. And make her cheerful."

"Sorry .. Is your name Dinda?"

"Where do you know that?"

"I'm sorry I noticed some people calling you Dinda."

"And accidentally saw your profile. To make sure whose cell this belongs to."

I kept quiet and looked at him with a question mark. How angry. Don't be angry. What matters is that my phone is back.

Actually I'm embarrassed, he's been looking through my profile. Ah already ....

"Once again, thank you for returning my phone." I replied rather sniffly.

"I'm sorry" he replied with a grin held back.

"So mother her name is Dinda ya .." said Anya's daughter. Who can drive away this gerrymandering in the heart, doesn't know why.

"Well, can you go now?"  while I looked at his face that was beginning to sulk.

"When we can meet again" I comforted him.

"True, promise." I'll link my little finger with her pinkie, sign of agreement.

"Next week ammah play here again yes .." he asked expectantly.

"God willing."

"May you send me a picture of Anya?"

"Well ... to number?"

Then he took the paper and pen out of his pants pocket.  Write it quickly. And gave it to me. I just found out that in a man's pants pocket isn't just a wallet.

"Just wait." I replied in a hurry to leave the two of them.