My Personal Tour Guide
Aunt Ana

Get out of Bimo's car. He ran quickly to avoid Bimo.

“Taxi..!” shouted Ajeng.

Although the bag containing the phone and wallet is still left in the cafe, Ajeng still left the place. Better to stay away from Bimo as far as – away than later he was abandoned again. It was enough that he felt a deep heartbreak. To him Bimo was just a passing wind, at will come and go.

“Please wait a minute, sir. I get the fare first,” said Ajeng. He immediately took off his high heels to run towards his room

After completing the payment, Ajeng returned to the room again.

“Basic guy me sum! It wants good! Say fight together – equals... Her know-how was lost alone!” Gerutu Ajeng while looking at the outside condition of the house from the window of his room.

There was a Bimo car passing in front of his house. But just passing by. It doesn't stop and it doesn't even open the car windows.

“Nah right... Like the wind she's... Go that way! Male unclear!” annoyed Ajeng when the car drove away.

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The next day, Bimo was busy taking care of Sasa's needs. Starting from preparing books and stationery, Sasa food supplies and uniforms for the child.

“Daddy... How much is his shirt size? It's too small for me... (It's small to me)” Sasa complained while looking at the glass.

“Daddy will take 3 sizes for you. There's S, M equals Large. If it is too small you can replace the larger, Sa..” reply Bimo while closing the food supply.

“But the grandma had already taken another uniform to wash... The word grandma must be washed first so that the germs are lost,” timpal Sasa by walking towards his daddy. “What's that? Daddy ready for what?” asked Sasa who then opened the provisions that Bimo had prepared. His lips started to look at the stuff. “This is hashbrown potato that daddy made from Melbourne... Kok is still daddy thanks to Sasa..?” sasa asked annoyed.

“Tadi daddy also ate it, Sa. Still ok it feels. Come on's... We don't have much time. Daddy has to go to Semarang after taking you,” explained Bimo who then took his bag containing a laptop and also Sasa bag.

“H... Later do not be late to pick up Sasa.”

Sasa started picking up his school bag for him to carry behind his back. They immediately went to Solo after saying goodbye to Clara's mother.

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This is the new school year at school. Many parents present accompany their children to school, especially for 1st grade children in elementary school. Including Desi who is currently accompanying Bunga at school.

“You're not really busy, are you, Ajeng?” asked Desi while paying attention to the flowers that were already in the classroom.

“No, mbak. Just calm. Just sit down. Let me see the flowers. Later tired... Kasian pregnant woman,” Ajeng proposal makes Desi happy.

Finally, Desi chose to sit down and chat with the parents of the students who were also waiting in front of the class. While Ajeng chose to stand while paying attention to Bunga who was currently chatting with his friends.

Hmmmm... My sweet niece... I thought you were going to cry... It turns out that you are also good at getting along, Ajeng mind with his smile.

Because Bunga looks not fussy, Ajeng chose to rest his legs to sit down. But just as he was about to walk to the chair, there was a girl who ran over and hit him.

BRUG! KLOTAKK!

“Huuaaaaa......! My lunch... Higszz... Huuaaaa!” The girl fell. The provisions that he had been holding were also spilled on the floor.

Seeing the girl crying, Ajeng immediately helped her. Some parents who were sitting near where the child had fallen also helped pick up the luggage that had fallen off.

“Cup cup... Don't cry... Try here aunt see, there is a wound or not,” said Ajeng by helping the child to sit in a chair. He rubbed the tears that flowed down the cheeks of the boy. His cry was still as unwilling as Ajeng saw.

“Hashbrown my potatoes... Higzzz... Must have been dirty,” said the child by looking at some mothers who pick up supplies that fall on the floor.

“Udah... Not pa pa pa... Later aunty replacein same new hashbrown potato. Don't cry anymore... The same leg of his hand is also no one injured kok.” Ajeng said by rubbing the child's back. “What class are you? Want aunty anterin to get to your class?” tanya Ajeng made the boy stop crying.

“I am class 2 A aunt,” replied the boy.

“Class 2 A...? Class 2 is the room at the end there..” said Ajeng. “Sini aunt hold. The class entrance bell will sound.”

Shamelessly the girl put her hand to Ajeng.

“Tante what's his name? I'm Natasha. Daddy same grandma likes to call me Sasa,” said the boy with a look at Ajeng's face.

“Tante his name is Ajeng Kencana. More often called, Ajeng,” Ajeng answered making Sasa wrinkle his forehead.

“Aj... Aje... Uh! Nick name aunt. Sasa call aunt Ana aja yes... Like my name called back,” said the boy made Ajeng smile.

“Iya can..”

“Tante Ana here anter aunty also yes?”

“Tante here anter nephew aunt. He's still in 1st grade. Class 1A,” Ajeng replied.

“Tante... Sorry... Are you still single?” sasa asked with a smile.

“Em... Yes,” Ajeng replied further adding to the width of the smile on Sasa's lips.

“Daddy Sasa is also single. Mama Sasa has been dead since she was a child. Aunty wants to know Sasa with daddy...? But daddy Sasa said grandma stubborn.”.

The girl's babbling made Ajeng chuckle.

“Gak can't do dong ngatain daddynya stubborn... Not good to know..”soil Ajeng. “Well. This is your class. 2A. Later at recess, Sasa looking for aunty in 1A class there...  Let the new aunt hashbrown potato,” said Ajeng who then lowered Sasa from his sling.

“Thank you aunt Ana! See you later yes..” said Sasa. He waved his hand and rushed into his class.

Ajeng soon returned to the front of class 1A. But just a few steps away from the front of the class, Ajeng felt a hug from behind.

“Sasa?” He looked astonished at the boy. He started to crouch down in order to see more clearly Sasa's face. The two little hands he reached out while throwing a warm smile.

“Sasa forgot to say thank you,” said Sasa made Ajeng confused.

“Can you said thank you,” continued Ajeng.

“Tadi thank you because aunty has taken me to class... Now thank you because aunt wants to make hashbrown potatoes for Sasa,” explained Sasa.

The girl's babbling is even more adorable Ajeng felt.

“Iya... With pleasure, darling,” said Ajeng who then pecked at Sasa's forehead. “Sana you enter the class. Later another aunty masakin also for you,” said Ajeng increasingly makes Sasa happy.

Ajeng returns to take Sasa to his class. This time Ajeng slightly waited for Sasa as the boy's gaze continued to be on him.

“Ajeng...” greet Desi from behind Ajeng. “Why the kid? I saw him hugging you from behind. Did you know him before, huh?” tanya mbak Desi also peeked at Sasa who was now focusing on listening to his teacher in class.

“Newly I also know, mbak... I don't know whose son he is either. But he said his mother had died since childhood. And he said he wanted to recognize his daddy to me,” Ajeng replied, making the brothers smile.

“Hihi... Again nyari new mother apparently she..” said mbak Desi made Ajeng's face suddenly a little red. “The child is beautiful... Possibly his father handsome tuh..” chirps mbak Desi again more make Ajeng imagination drift. “But really... Em... the face of the child is similar to the girl who made your application with your ex is a mess huh..?”

“Mana...! This embak do not like similar faces hlo people... Can't know..” timpal Ajeng. “Udah yuk, Shoot wait for Flowers again. I want to go to the minibus first masakin hashbrown potato for the boy,” said Ajeng while pulling Desi's hand.

“Cieee... Who wants to be known to his father... The spirit of 45 nih masakin for prospective children.” mbak Desi goda increasingly makes Ajeng misbehavior.

“What a hlo shoot this... Not necessarily his father wants me... The widower is now the young one...  I want a head of three...  Do not want to fantasize too high me, mbak..” continued Ajeng by embracing his brother's shoulder.

At his current age, Ajeng has really surrendered to the Creator for the affairs of a mate. He doesn't want to have more hope if he's not sure. Life lessons that he had learned during the 2x relationship, making Ajeng more careful if you want to establish a relationship with the opposite sex.

Tet Tolet Tolet Tolet TET...!

The sound of the school break bell began to ring.

“Tante Ana's... Aunt Ana...!”

The voice of the girl slightly surprised Ajeng who was tidying up his mini kitchen in the minibus.

“Hai...! How do you know your aunt is here?” ask Ajeng while looking at the outside of the minibus.

Apparently there were Desi and her nephew who came with Sasa.

“So I said just wait in front of her class Flowers. But I can't wait to see you,” said Desi explained.

“This is in here, Sasa. Aunty made hashbrown potato the same spaghetti bolognese for you as Bunga.” said Ajeng by grabbing Sasa's hand. Ajeng also reached out his hand to invite the flower immediately into the minibus.

That afternoon they enjoyed the food cooked by Ajeng. Sasa was quite happy to be in the middle of the family he had just met. Flowers also love to talk. Being inside the minibus was quite crowded.

Drrtt...Drrr... Drrrtt....!

“Your phone yes, mbak who shakes?” tanya Ajeng to mbak Desi looking for mobile vibration.

“Not, aunt. This is my phone,” said Sasa by reaching into the narrow pocket of his skirt.

“Kok can bring mobile?” ask me Desi wonder.

“Iya... Daddy asked permission from the teacher. But must disilent phone,” explained Sasa who then raised his daddy call. “Hallo daddy...!”

Ajeng and Mbak Desi immediately shrink their voices so that Sasa is not disturbed when talking to his daddy. The boy sighed several times hearing his daddy sayings. Her lips turned sullen showing dislike of what her daddy said.

“If daddy is late to pick up, don't pick up Sasa! Let Sasa sleep in Aunt Ana's place!”

Ajeng and Mbak Desi were quite shocked to hear Sasa yelling at his daddy through his mobile phone.

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