My Young Widow
That's Boy

"Baaaang, I'm not!" Friska took the yupi in Kaffa's hands. "Tety is amu!"

Kaffa clucked, not in his house or in someone else's house, his sister was always a lot of behavior, while he had to be patient, let alone plus this one shy princess named Swastika or Tika.

Look, those round cheeks and eyes, make Kaffa feel like his world will revolve there, noisily with the women.

"Bang Kaffa, Tika wants this one!" Tika pointed at the candy that was still left in Kaffa's hands.

"Boneh, but you're an antique giggle!" reply Kaffa while extending his hand, giving the rest of the yupi candy to Tika. "Eh, we split two, you're me, huh?"

Tika stared at the little yupi nanar, her lips curled downwards, she would not feel anything if it was only half of it.

"Papaaaaaaaaa .. huaaaaaahhh, Abaaangna naughty!" tika cried hysterically.

All eyes were on Kaffa, the boy was biting the yupi doll in his hand, he wanted to share the two.

Shocked, Kaffa inserted and swallowed all the parts of the yupi, Tika's cry grew, seeing the yupi she wanted had entered Kaffa's mouth and run out.

"Dragon!" Siska looked at her son.

"Mommy, you want two, up!" Kaffa folded his hands to the front of his chest, not to be blamed either. "Loh, there's no agi upinya, Brother was shocked earlier Tikana cry, Mommy, it's not wrong Brother right?"

Frans patted Siska on the shoulder holding Friska in front of her, the beautiful boy was about to cry to see Tika crying hysterically.

Patience, that's what Frans told his wife.

"This is your son!" siska whispered, Frans only nodded faintly while chuckling at Andra who was hugging Tika.

The grim girl herself, she never knew how Frans and Siska were, but she came to know Kaffa was down from whom, looking at Siska's emotion of soul returning Frans' gaze.

"You go back to Tika, apologize!" siska's word, she gave yupi whole.

Kaffa clucked, really Frans' son if it's like this, likes his own will.

"What's wrong, Mommy!" Kaffa is still in the dark. "I'm not wrong, Mommy!"

Tika stepped slowly ahead of Kaffa, the yupi of Siska already in the little boy's hands, but Kaffa did not want to give it to Tika, waiting for Tika to ask for it.

"Ab-abaaaang, au upinya, Tika au upinya. Boneh asked, Brother?"

Kaffa glanced at Tika at a glance, both of his hands still hanging on the side, reluctantly answering, next to his eyebrows raised.

"Dak boneh ya, alau it Tika inta maap dah angis, telus Abang even, maap!" Tika held back her strong cries, she had to be brave, that was what her mom and dad taught her.

Dare to apologize, thank and ask permission, three powerful sentences to melt people's hearts and show the quality of self-respect.

"Abang, maapin Tika huh, au?" Tika extended her hand.

Siska stared intently at her son, with Friska often succumbing, but with other girls it could be this early.

Andra and Girl still see how far Tika survive, later if Tika mature will be a lot of things that pressure the child, she must be trained strong like this, mentally strong.

"Maapin, Nick!" Tika got closer, grabbed Kaffa's right hand. "Yes, yes" he said.

Kaffa sighed, then he returned Tika's hand, only then did he smile.

"Ain kani, don't spare the angis, you don't like the angry ama!" the word Kaffa is exactly an adult.

Tika nodded, she wiped off her tear trail with the free back of her hand, then approached and blinked timidly at Kaffa, approaching closely eroding the distance, then without a warning jump hugging Kaffa until yupinya jump fell.

"Uuuh, you here, upinya atoh loh!" Kaffa pushed Tika.

"Fuck, huaaahh!" again, Tika was crying.

"Tetiiii, Abaaa!" Friska came screaming crying, complete already.

The girl then carried her child, just made friends already this crowded, how about having another child at home, dead her, not yet the widow.

"Kaffaaaa, jeez!" Siska was very worried about this one boy.