Horizon
Epilogue 1

Three years later...

"Sasa..! Lo nyosorin's son my son!" shouted the next-door neighbor who was from earlier grumbling because he was a baby sitter of two children. Her son Mas Kenken and the beautiful little daughter Satriya are matchless, but her beauty setting is still one level below me. Yes, I am a clone of angels, will not be defeated that way.

"The name is also bayik. Yesterday" I shouted from the window. Huh, just bother anyway.people are dating Mamas.

"Lo is good his son lakik. My son's a woi girl! Tarnished my son's sacred lips" he mew-girl frustrated. "Allahuakbar, who is teaching the nyosor dedek while being so creeped out. Ouch deck..it's over!!"my son's clumsy voice interspersed with Satriya's nagging voice boomed next door. Where Talitha again went shopping, so Omsat was a herd. Now his head is nongolous from behind the window curtain, complete with shoulders attached to a baby sling, milk in the right hand and baby in the left hand. "Woi perverted old man. So if again the adult scene is not in front of small children. So it's imitated!" he threw a baby friend about my home glass.

I replace the glass slab with the old diaper of the grandpa. Rasainic..

"Sasa..!" his screams were perfect.

"Let me pick up the grandpa. You get ready there" My husband moved on from my nindihin.

"Let's just aja. si dedek again naples, do not be disturbed" I narik again Mamas let setep above me.

"He said he'd go to Papa's, get some lunch" he curled back his shirt.

"Yes, all the dedek are being washed. I'm getting ready for a long time"

"Yes, yeah"

While enjoying the splashing water in the bathroom, my ears care about the hustle and bustle out there. I guess, if the game has not been around dedek will not want to be invited home.

"Wait first deck, later play again" said my husband calmed the grandfather who was in a row kicking for release from the sling. Mana while crying that much again. Let me be the husband who takes care, I want to play water.

"The bath is the same as a duck. Funny right duck, his lips pawing like a sissy grandpa ya?"

Persuading the deductible that again does not want to be separated from the angel next to the house is very difficult.

"Dek don't run around... Don't wear that shirt, shame..!" it's true, the sound of the steps of the husband's husband chasing with the child's laughter.

Grompyan... Tue.. Bruck.. Pyaar..!

I let out a breath. What other goods have been damaged this time? Last time I had to evacuate all the flower vases at home because of a nosy hand of grandpa. Not to mention the collection of expensive ceramics and glassware that had to be sealed for a while.

"Dedek don't. it's Mami's make up..!"

Prang..!

Huh huh? Whahuh? Make up me?

Still with a body full of soap, my head is nongol from the bathroom door.

"FIRE..!!!" my screams are blaring.

"Later Papi buyin again Mi! Dedek no!! Mami's lipstick is good.." her voice disappears as the grandfather steps out of nowhere to which room again.

Prong.prang..!

I'm sure it's from the kitchen. I rinse my body and take a towel. Don't let my kitchen be a sea of rice and flour like a few days ago.

"O Allah Papi..!" I really can't speak anymore. My powder was scattered on the bed, the glass broke in two. The one on the deck of the dumpster that one hangs on the dresser. My eyebrow pencil was broken while the toner ran out to batter with BB cream and hand body. My lipstick? Do not ask.the red-most preferred color is already a painting pen to draw a line of contortion along the wall.

"Battle..!" I want to cry.

"Dedek do not run. ouch..! The soap hasn't been rinsed. Oh my goodness, grandpa! You kebo? What's in there? It's dirty again. Mami's scolded later on can't play to the place of the pancie dedek again, want?"

"Huaa. hua.." scolded by bapake, the grandpa even cried.

"Yes.iya, you can play to the place of the sissy but take a shower first. Let's handsome. Let it not smell. Later if bauk dedek canci can not want to play with dedek"

After a fairly long event, finally the grandpa wanted to enter the bath again.

"White.." call me while cleaning up as much as you can. "Allahuakbar Papi..! That's Papi's face why it's so" I can't laugh to find my husband's face is already full of red lipstick scratches. Not only on the lips, eyelids and cheeks are also given red-red the same grandpa. Continued on the jidat drawn two taper mountains and wide rice fields stretched. Where the grass is just like the letter V again. Artistic is my son...

"Pih. pih. can.ci" my son shows his Papi face.

"No deck, Papi is not beautiful. Papi is handsome" explained my husband while drying the body of the little one.

"Mii.. Mih.." he's changing me.

"Yes.. If Mami's a pussy"

"Dek.dek" she points at herself.

"Dedek handsome dong. Kayak Papi's"

The grandfather bells excitedly, "Om Ya-yah.."

My husband's emotions, "Yes.. Om Yayah handsome. Papi ugly. Satisfied you?" the bapake bursts were even reciprocated with a blaring laugh by his son. Dedek knows which one is clear.

Neighbors next door are sometimes called Yamah the same as the grandpa. The effect used to be when brojol was not cemented Papinya. Even carried with him Satriya. Maybe the grandpa thought Satriya was a bapake. Syukuriin. bullied own children are delicious. Who told you to get pregnant in the first place. Fortunately dedek misunderstood it not until gedhe, ntar thought I had two husbands dong. Kann delicious..

"Udah sakep nih, ready to meet Kakung sir army?" ask Kendra excitedly.

"Yey.yei!" the one who was asked jumped on the sofa.

"Enak. Dedek cannot be a soldier. Dedek became a doctor, like Mami" I lifted dedek to my sling.

"Loh, it's the cool army Mi" Papi belain.

"Nothing. My mother's heart is one. It could be leaked because all the heroes of Mami become soldiers." I'm kekeh. Yes kali.. Papa I'm already a soldier, my husband too, if the grandpa tomorrow becomes a soldier, I'm everyday like a louhan dong fish, looking forward to the news of what's still alive on the battlefield. Not.not going to dedek I permit you to be a soldier.

I turn to dedek, "Dedek nurut Mami! Under Mami's feet there is heaven."

As soon as it touched my skin, the grandpa immediately sept into the chest, "Mik.mik.."

Bapake who does not accept, "Dedek already gedhe. Cook still mimik. Replace Papi dong the Mimik"

The grandpa was crying, "Mik.mik.mik..!" he asked for kejer.

"Sucking can't be what, Mi?" My husband talked to me.

"The father is a doyan mimic, dong found out why his son is so hard to wean" I stick out the tongue.

"Wrong again." he gulped.