
All the way home from the shopping center, Mommy Billa was incessantly advising the princess. Meanwhile, Daddy Rehan was silent and became a loyal listener of his wife's lecture. "Don't just shut up, dong, Dad! Help mommy to enlighten our daughter" whispered Mommy Billa who was sitting on the back bench, next to her husband.
"Lantas, daddy should how, dear Mommy? Mommy said it all, didn't she?" Daddy Rehan stared warmly at the wife's shady netra.
"Everything Mommy says is true, Mom. It's just that according to daddy, mommy's fear is excessive. Try a little to give Mela the freedom to think and determine her attitude about her future. Our daughter's grown up enough, dear Mommy. He is no longer a child like a dozen years ago," continued Daddy Rehan who also whispered, while embracing the wife's shoulder and gently rubbing the shoulder of the woman he loved so much.
Mommy Billa took a deep breath. "Come, Dad. It seems, just yesterday mommy gave birth to both of them and breastfed the twins. Know-know they are big and must belong to someone else," said Mommy Billa who suddenly his face became sad.
"Isn't the job of parents like that, Mom? Nurturing and raising children to be owned by others? Mommy used to be like that, right? Raised by a loving mother and father, but after mommy has grown up, it is daddy who has the whole mommy and no one should touch mommy." Daddy Rehan smiled meaningfully at his wife.
"Yes, Daddy's right. Alright, Dad. Mommy will learn to accept that they are both mature enough to determine the future" said Mommy Billa later and Daddy Rehan immediately anchored a kiss on his wife's forehead.
Maira, who was sitting on the front bench, next to the family driver, seemed to be thinking. The hijab girl tried to digest what the mother had told her in the cafe when they were still with Yudhistira and the father. 'What mommy said is true. Living a married life is not easy, but if it is not lived it will not only be a fear forever?' maira asked herself.
"Non Mela, this goes straight home or where else, Non?" ask the driver slowly, unraveling Maira's daydream. The driver did not dare to ask his master who was making out on the back bench.
"Just go home, sir. Soon maghrib and his plan we want to leave after the maghrib prayer" Maira replied.
"Good, Miss." The loyal driver of Daddy Rehan's family continued to drive his vehicle to the Alamsyah family residence.
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Just like Maghrib, all the families gathered at Antonio's residence because the private plane belonged to Daddy Rehan, the Antonio family, and belonged to Father Joseph, who would take them all to the AA's family island, it was ready on the new runway located behind Antonio's residence.
Yes, a few years ago, Oppa Alvian took the initiative to free and buy the land that was behind the residence of the Antonio family. The vast land was then used as a runway as well as a private plane parking lot owned by his family. This is to make it easier if they want to travel so there is no need to bother to the airport which will only waste a lot of time because the streets in the capital are crowded and often there is congestion here and there.
The parents who were about to leave early, had prepared. Including Opa Sultan and his wife who have arrived since yesterday afternoon. The plan, they will depart in two stages because of the number of family members, while the seating of each private plane, is limited.
In the midst of the busyness and excitement of the big family, there is a new view on one of the sofas in the family room. The youngest son of Joseph's father was joking with a young girl. Iqbal suddenly approached and then sat down between the two.
"Bang Annas's. Immediately halted, tuh, the Flower. It's so sticky, what's the wait?" babble Iqbal, make the beautiful girl who is Annas' lover blush, shame.
"I'm, um, doin' it, brother. But he who still wants to focus on the same study," replied Annas while staring at the lover with a meaningful gaze.
"Eh, who is it, this?" ask Aunt Nisa who just came.
"He's Bang Annas' future wife Budhe" Iqbal said, representing Annas.
"Oh, studying in Singapore?" ask Aunt Nisa.
"No, Sister," said Mother Fatima who suddenly appeared. "They knew when Nak Bunga participated in the science olympics at Annas campus and happened to be Annas one of the guest judges" continued the woman who still looks beautiful despite having four grandchildren.
"Where is the lecture, brother?" ask Aunt Jihan who is joining the tour.
"At UI, Auntie," reply Flowers.
"He got a merit scholarship, brother, medical school. His mother is a doctor and his father is a lecturer at a famous campus in East Java," said Bunda Fatima who seems to really like the figure of Annas' lover.
Mother Fatima's youngest son just a smile to see the mother so enthusiastically introduce the lover to his extended family. While Flowers, smiles blushed in embarrassment. Actually, Bunga lacks confidence to be among the big family of the lover considering himself from ordinary people, but Annas continues to provide support until Bunga can feel comfortable.
"Oh, the original East Java?" tanya Aunt Lusi who also joined,
"Father and her mother are native to Central Java, Aunty. There is still one area even, the same in-laws Bang Zaki. But because his father Dik Bunga nyantri in East Java and then appointed as a lecturer at the campus there, so they are now domiciled in East Java," said Annas.
"Bang Umar was also familiar, really, with his father Dik Bunga," Annas continued when he saw Gus Umar approaching.
Apparently, Daddy Rehan invited all the besan and brothers from his extended family. Including Kyai Abdullah represented by his eldest son and his wife, Gus Umar and Aida.
"Who do you know, brother?" ask Gus Umar.
"Jaka's father, Bang. My father-in-law's future," Annas replied confidently.
"Oh, Professor Jaka and Dr. Dara's Mom. Yes, he is both a permanent donor in the school foundation for the children of the poor who live under the pesantren foundation," concluded Gus Umar because the parents then disbanded when Opa Alvian gave command if the first club must be prepared immediately.
"Son Flower, mother first, yes. I'll have Flowers with Annas and the others." Mother Fatima passed by waving to her youngest daughter-in-law.
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