Healing
131. Getting acquainted with ART

The night at the top that felt cold, instantly turned into a hot and loving night. Yoga knows that I haven't felt sleepy deliberately using this moment to make good memories at the top with me.

Like a newlywed couple in love, Yoga tried to give me inner satisfaction, and did it several times.

It's a good thing that Syifa slept well tonight, and didn't wake up because of the noise that Yoga and I made in the room. From the start of the mattress that moves quite hard, the sound of collisions here and there because of the movement of Yoga that is too excited and savage, to strange sounds that appear from within both of us, such as *******, moans, and long moans as we both reached the peak of enjoyment.

Maybe because the air at the top is cold, and the cool air, making Syifa not disturbed by a little noise there.

" Ra.. you are the best, all this time even though we have repeatedly done it, somehow every time we have sex, we have sex, I always get a satisfying sensation that I can't express in words".

" The more days, the better you can serve with new game styles, and make me not bored to do it again and again".

Yoga is like that every time we finish a relationship, praising and praising me until I fall asleep. Usually I just listen to her compliments while resting my head on her sturdy arm. This position feels very comfortable for me.

Of course not like before that sometimes still plain without a thread, because now Syifa has started to grow and sometimes wake up in the middle of the night, we have to be careful not to let Syifa see the heat struggle of his parents.

Yoga had also suggested that Syifa sleep separately, in her own room, but I still could not bear, because Syifa was too small, only 3 years old, and sometimes he wakes up in the middle of the night asking for milk, or to be delivered to the bathroom.

Especially so far Syifa did not use the services of a baby sitter, me and my mother who took care of him since infancy, so pity if he made his own room at the age of a toddler.

Let me and Yoga who are a little more careful when having sex, after all our room is very spacious, can move from a mattress to a long sofa that is no less soft than our mattress. In the past, when we rented Juna we could do it on the floor, we could still enjoy every struggle that occurred.

And this morning I woke up late, when I opened my eyes, Yoga and Syifa were no longer in the room, maybe they had gone out and ran in the morning around Fila, he said, because the air here is really fresh in the morning like now.

I went straight to the bathroom, cleaned myself up and did my own two roka'at duty in the room. When I finished praying, my mother knocked on my door, I allowed her to come in, because of the door I did not lock.

" Ra. Yep Yoga told mama to find you here, but it's good that you took a shower, so this mama's here again".

" Yoga says there's a plan to surprise Shaka, how's the plan going?", asked Mama after closing my door.

I also told you about the plan that Yoga and I discussed last night. And my mom listened to my story carefully.

" But Raya has not had any gifts for Shaka Ma, Raya is confused about what love, it seems like her father has spoiled her so much that everything Shaka wants already he has" I said.

Mama smiled broadly, "You know what Shaka really wanted from then until now?", asked Mama to me.

I shook my head because I did not know, at once I felt that I was not a good mother to Shaka, because all this time I did not know what Shaka wanted.

" Our happiness, our laughter as we gather together. There is no need for anything expensive or luxurious, because Shaka's desire is actually very simple and not expensive".

Hearing my mother's reply, I was left speechless, probably because I felt overwhelmed by my son's desire for nothing fancy, or anything expensive. Unlike children his age who may be in demand are expensive items, such as the latest mobile phones, sports cars, or big motorcycles, and other expensive items.

" Then let's try to give Shaka what he wants. We should be happy ma. We used to be quite happy with our lives, even though we are all deficient, and now let us be happier because we have lived enough, even God gives more than we expect".

Mama and I came out of the room to see Yoga, Shaka, and Juna who were joking and made little Syifa laugh out loud on the side porch.

I don't know what they're doing, but this cold morning is so warm because the atmosphere is cheerful to hear the jest they do.

" Mrs, breakfast is ready at the dinner table, do I want to call you and the others?", asked ART who works in Fila.

" Let me call them, thank you" I said as I walked to the side terrace, where Yoga and the others were gathered at this time.

" Mom, look, Daddy, Om, and Kak Shaka are funny eyes can be like this" Syifa said demonstrating that done by Yoga and others by rolling her eyeballs.

" Syifa can also be Ma'am, look at Syifa's eyes...".

I smiled broadly at the adorable storied Syifa.

" Now we go to the dining room first, have breakfast, all of them take a bath, and get ready for the grandmother's garden, there will be a flower garden, and also a vegetable garden, and there will be a garden, we can see some garden workers who are harvesting flowers and vegetables".

" Syifa's coming with mom", she whined Syifa when she found out I was taking her away.

" Of course Syifa will come, later we will all learn to know the beautiful colors of flowers in the garden" I said.

Yoga, Shaka and Juna followed in my footsteps who carried Syifa to the dining room. My mom and dad sat in the dining chair and waited for us all to gather.

Breakfast with family with a menu that we rarely eat. There is Mandhi rice, which smells already smelled from a distance, savory aroma and spices that burst into the nose, making hunger even more.

" What's the name?" asked Mama who does not know and has never eaten Mandhi rice before.

" This is Mandhi rice, I deliberately cook rice with spices that are quite diverse, so that the body temperature remains warm even though it will take a walk outside, with a side dish of goat meat and also pickled fruit, to refresh" said mba ART.

It turns out that in addition to being deft and good at cooking, Mba ART is also very smart.he does not cook just any cook, but also thinks about the good bad and takes into account the situation and circumstances.

All ate voraciously, because it turned out to taste good, and it was suitable to eat when the air was cold like today.

I helped clean up the dirty dishes and glasses when all was done with breakfast.

" If you can know how long it has been working in Fila?", I asked ART that forbids me to wash dishes.

" Let me wash Madam. I worked here not too long ago, replacing my aunt who used to work here. Because my aunt was getting older and could not clean a house this big by herself, she gave her job to me" ART explained.

" How old is mba?, and what is his name?, until we forget that we have not been acquainted" I said as I thrust his hand to shake the ART's hand.

" I'm sorry my hands got dirty from the oil from the rice container" ART didn't want to shake hands with me, worried I had dirt from his hands.

" My name is Puput, I am from the city of DEFG, and only about 6 months replaced my aunt working here. Sorry if I serve the Madam and others are less pleasing to the heart", said Pulut mendelur.

" You've been very kind to treat all of us, I also like the way you work. Looks like you are very young, how old are you?", I asked.

" I'm only 16 years old Madam, but I've worked as a cleaning service in a large company in Jakarta. After graduating Junior High, I immediately worked in Jakarta, but only 3 months".

Wow, it was fun to also chat with this very young ART. Fate like I used to work at a young age. And only Junior High graduates. He must be from a poor family.

" Sweetie.we're going to the garden, why are you even talking here".

Yoga calls to me, because everyone is getting ready for the garden.

" Wait a minute, I'm talking to Puput, and it's not over, it's fun. If you don't mind, can I take Puput with us to the garden?", I asked.

" Just take it, maybe we need his help there" said Yoga while turning , out of the house.