My Son Is My Strength
Let's Go to Home

"Azzam has to be a good boy, always be horrified what mama says, and don't be naughty. Same one more...."

"What Om?"

"Azzam don't tell anyone if we meet today, what else is the story with Mama."

"Mmm...emang why if Azzam the same story Mama?”

"If Azzam told Mama, Mama Azzam later sad, Azzam would not make Mama sad."

"Yes, Azzam doesn't want to make Mama sad." Azzam replied, but he still did not understand why the adult in front of him forbade him to tell his mother about this meeting. But yes, the important thing is that my mother is not sad. Think Azzam.

Bian smiled, getting an answer from Azzam as he wished. "Can you hug me?" Bian asked for permission, as he was about to part with Azzam.

Azzam nodded, spread out his arms and was immediately greeted by Bian happily.

The hug didn't last long enough, because Bian's phone rang. Bian let go of the hug, took his phone in his pocket and lifted it. And it turns out it was from Rio, who told him that someone had come to pick up Azzam.

"Azzam, Om go first. Thursday will come again. Okay.”

"Yes, om.” Azzam replied excitedly, for some reason he was very happy and happy if he was near Bian.

Bian kissed Azzam's head fondly, then looked at the clock on his wrist. He rushed to find a hiding place, because there was no time left and he did not want to cross paths with someone who would pick up Azzam.

Shortly after Bian hid from a large tree close to the park chair, Arumi appeared to pick up her niece.

"Azzam." Call Arumi distract Azzam who was staring at the big tree behind his chair.

Azzam turned his body, hearing someone call his name. "Yey... Aunty's coming." Azzam got down from the chair, approached Arumi and immediately embraced her. Arumi warmly welcomed the embrace.

"Did Aunty pick you up." asked Arumi and Azzam shook their heads.

Arumi had just picked up Azzam because he had to go to college first, before picking up his nephew. His college schedule, which is contrary to the hours of Azzam's return, makes Arumi forced to leave his nephew to his homeroom teacher.

"It's not too late." Azzam took off his embrace.

"Yes, now we are...."

"let's go to home." Arumi and Azzam said together, raising one of their hands forward.

Bian smiled behind the big tree, looking at Azzam's happy face.

*****

On the way home, a lot of joy that adorns the car that was driving towards his residence.

They sang, exchanged stories, then laughed at the funny stories they went through today. And it had become a habit of both of them when Azzam began to enter his school.

Arumi was originally just exchanging stories to make Azzam forget the tired days of his activities, as well as a redeemer for him who could not pick up his nephew on time. Gradually it became a habit of both, and not only to relieve the fatigue of Azzam or as the redeemer of Arumi, but also to be an entertainer for both on the way home.

"Aunty knows." Azzam now began to tell stories after hearing Arumi that made them both laugh.

"No. 'cause you haven't told me." Replied Arumi shook her head, focusing on driving.

"Hehehe, yes, yes." Azzam chuckled with a whimper, followed by Arumi.

"So, at school there was a friend of mine in another class who told me that the bag on the table near the hall was his bag." Azzam began to tell stories.

"Continue?" ask Arumi curious about the continuation of the story Azzam

"So he said gini.., 'Heh Azzam! Look at my new bag, is it good? Yesterday mama I just bought a loh in the most elite mall in this city.' he said proud of himself, I nodded in confidence. Then a few moments later my friend from another class also came and immediately used the bag. And say..., 'take it, it's my bag!!!' he said walk away. Then, my friend who ngaku-ngu earlier, his face immediately reddened already rich crab in boiled until cooked.. hahaha." Azzam told a story while holding back his laughter at the beginning of the story, imitating the way his friend spoke, then at the end of the story he could not hold back his laughter anymore, and finally he laughed crazily.

"Haha...." Arumi laughed when she heard Azzam's funny story.

Kruyuk....

Azzam smothered his stomach, as it let out that strange sound. Good thing only her Aunty was in that car, otherwise! He must have been looking for a hiding place because he was ashamed of the strange sound coming from his stomach.

"Hehehe.hungry." Azzam laughs at Arumi.

Arumi smiled, rubbing the head of Azzam with one hand. "What do you want to eat? We'll stop at the restaurant." Said Arumi, making a big smile on Azzam's tiny lips.

"Yesii...." Azzam said, then he thought. "Mmm.. I want to eat special fried rice with cow's eye eggs, huh." He told me what food he wanted to eat.

"Okay, slide into the restaurant." Arumi chimed in with passion.

"Go's...." Azzam said with enthusiasm raised his hands forward, and no longer smother his stomach.

It didn't take long, Arumi parked her car and got off with Azzam entering the restaurant.

"Do you want to eat out here or indoors?" arumi asked Azzam for his opinion.

"Outside Aunty, let's look at the road." Azzam answered, looking at the empty chair. "Well, that's where Aunty is." Point Azzam at one of the tables in the corner and is very suitable to eat while looking at the road.

"OK. yuk." Invite Arumi to hold the tiny hand of Azzam.

Arriving at the seat they were targeting, they immediately sat down. Arumi raised one hand, calling the waiter to order food.

The waiter came, approaching Arumi and Azzam's table.

"Eh... Arumi's sister, Dede Azzam, stopped by to eat again huh?" ask the waiter who brought the menu book.

"Ih. Sri's brother, don't call Dede again! I'm a big one." Said Azzam smothering both hands on his chest, then exhaled a riled breath on his puffed cheeks. Seeing that, the waiter who was none other than Sri, was eager to pinch the cheek of the puffer that looked so cute. If only he did not remember the owner of the adorable puffed cheeks was the son of the owner of the restaurant where he works today.

"Ihhh." Sri said pinching the air near the cheeks of the Azzam padlock.

"Sister...! I'm hungry." Yeah." Azzam looked at his stomach.

"Eh.... Aye, yes. Forgot hehehe.. You're so funny." Sri said still angry.

"Udah Sri, pity him. His stomach was sounding." Arumi stopped Sri's strange behavior seen by many restaurant customers. But, instead invited the red face of Azzam who was ashamed of his disgrace was told to others. And reflexively, Azzam immediately hid his face by hugging Arumi.

"Yield...." Call Azzam to tighten his embrace, so that Arumi doesn't say anything more.

"Hehehehe.. sorry." Arumi said without sin. While Sri who saw the rare incident actually laughed crazily, then closed her mouth afraid to disturb restaurant customers.

"Eh.. uh. what would you like to order, Ms. Rum." Said Sri who was aware of his treatment.

"Oh yes. I'd like to order some kremes fried duck rice, same as butter shrimp, but it's wrapped up, yeah." Arumi told me her order.

"If Azzam?" tanya Sri switched on Azzam's order.

"Azzam ordered a special fried rice with beef eggs." Arumi tells, because Azzam still faithfully hid his face.

"Drink." asked Sri again.

"Drink as usual." Arumi answered back.

"good. Wait a minute, yeah." Sri retreated, and Arumi nodded.

"It's a good thing I quickly realized, otherwise? You can fire me for laughing at the boss's own son." Sri muttered, sighing safely all the way to the kitchen.

*****

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