Orange Pieces
THE EXTRA PART 2

The warm feeling of the sun is still left for today, Ganis has not wanted to move from his sitting position on the porch chair of the house, while carrying Alvaro who has not even a week. He still familiarizes himself, establishing an inner bond with Alva. Repeatedly swiped Alva's tiny, delicate hand between the blue jumpsuit, my boy.

"Neng, it's late afternoon. Pamali's outside the house. Bring the grandpa in," tell mama, even though she is sitting next to her children and grandchildren. A mother's hand is indeed that warm, mama landed her fingers gently rubbed Alva's hair that has not been shaved.

"Clean gini euy incu mom. The handsome men rich mpap her," whispered mama.

And believe me that the smile of Ganis who initially turned to cone now, "from the first born, almost all who saw Alva said dedek rich bang Nat, continued Ganis what is his fate? Just be a brosot mediator doang?!" he was resigned because the fact that his beloved son was more inclined to the Wira gene.

"The white looks like Ganislah, so don't feel the soursop!" mama's laughter pinched the cheeks of this new mother. Then the view of the two was again cool to see Alva who had even been sound asleep in his mother's cradle and the twilight wind that waved spoiled. The smell of the baby's body is so that anyone always wants to rub his nose, as well as Ganis. Ganis's short hair tips sometimes tickle the child's delicate skin as he lands the smell.

"O Allah is very opiate deck, smell you!" the new mother restores the nose and lips around Alva's face and neck.

"Dalem has it done, ma?" ask Ganis.

"Si mom again grilled sponge, just fried mama renginang delivery of tea Yeni, it's neighbor mother Nata meni pinter help make the same bugis lemper, mama mah can not. Aunty Sha also sent a 150 jar 200 gram cookie from Jakarta he said stuffing hampers, he said sorry the same Ganis could not come to Bandung, more work," he replied at length.

Ganis nodded, "Yes.the other day Sha aunty said the same Ganis bang Nat. When Sha was born, Gale also sent money, a set of baby sling plus stroller for Alva."

"Rejeki the casep," mama smiled as she gently rubbed back Alva's head.

"Yes. Said Nat's brother, the goat had been slaughtered in the house Aqiqanya directly, tomorrow the wealth is sent in the form of satay sama gule so as not to bother his business." explained Ganis.

"Oh yes, so tomorrow only packing," said mama. Not only was my mother there to contribute, even Gemilang was busy. A notification went inside Ganis' phone.

Really, papa car full of bananas, watermelon, melon people think I'm a fruit soup man! This Abis asked Nata to take it to the snow wash, Nis! Where's muddy! My shoes smell like cub luk.

Ganis laughed at Gemilang's scolding, telling his brother to shop for fruits at the mother market.

"Ma-coffee where coffee ma, yummy! Rengginang already exists, bugis is still anget, steady! Stay coffee," papa appeared on the doorstep of the house carrying a small plate of bugis that is still warm and one jar of striated.

"Ih, people make a big greeting. Even eaten now," but did not mind mama went inside to make a request'an the husband.

"Taster ma!" papa's alibi sits joined by Ganis and Alva on the veranda of the house.

"Eh this is why, the hotshot opa already afternoon gini still outside?" papa also notices Alva who is not disturbed by the noise of the oma, his opa.

"Wait for the mpap, opa" replied Ganis.

"Oh, pantesan or so cute!"

And sure enough, the Wira motorbike appeared from the left side of the house in the direction of the complex gate, he remained faithful to his motorbike even though he already had a car. For him as luxurious as a car is still his champion motorbike.

"Eh, mpap home!" Ganis exclaimed, as if knowing that the father had returned the little writhing baby Alva made his white face become reddish, occasionally the eyes that still could not fully see clearly and understood it was squeezed clean.

"Ih, it's his turn to go home omniscient, he's literate!"

This is home, when the soul of the night warmed up when stepping on the yard of the house, his little family gave a change and great meaning to the Hero.

He was no longer a young man now, but a family man. The hero flicked the motorcycle right next to the rose and then came down, when his tired soul decayed to see the soulmate waiting, which other favors you denied? There is no more beautiful scenery than Ganis and Alva welcome him at home and tired of whack.

"Assalamu'alaikum" he said.

"Waalaikumsalam," answered papa and Ganis.

"Well, mpap home. How-how are the goats cut?" ask papa. He grabbed first the back of his hand in-laws who had put tengginang first on the lid of the jar to welcome the hand of Wira.

"Alhamdulillah pa, it was 2 Nata to the slaughterhouse used to make nyaksiin..."

"Alhamdulillah, support to the first court, clean first. Papa here glisten in the afternoon while waiting for an impromptu fruit man!" her laugh.

"Oh yes, continued pa nyemilnya. Nata to dalem first, clean-up!" he opened a jacket that dispels dust and street wind while walking into the house, the living room was even carpeted and transformed into a place of thanksgiving Aqiqah Alva.

Ganis followed Vira inward.

"Hay little cloning!" he chuckled at the son without touching to slow down the steps to match the position of Ganis.

"Well shower?" ask Wira.

"Well, don't you see that his son is ready to do girls people?!" crispy Ganis Laughter.

"Job first boy, can only say!" reply Hero.

"Furniture in bang! Turn of Nat bang home he's literate. Turn from earlier, sleep on!" dumel Ganis's.

"Masa? Nice dong! It's my boy!" he laughed and walked into the room.

"Propay, bro!" joking towards Alva passed snatching the towel.

Ganis placed Alva on a mattress that had been covered in a pee base. If usually the mattress Ganis and Wira so neatly based on bed linen and blanket club ball beloved, then now the base pee, pillow, pillow, a small blanket and bolster as well as Alva pants in a wet tissue and powder lay on the mattress both. The baby dominates now.

"Wait here first yes, mother wants to prepare clothes for mpap," Ganis nudged his sauce on Alva's cheek which of course was greeted with a swipe of Alva's tiny mouth, Alva, because whatever is stuck in his face this little one considers if it is the source of his life.

The sound of the door opening sounded so clear, Wira had finished her bath and now she entered with only a towel on her waist, a smile spread when she found her woman was choosing a shirt for her, the woman who since yesterday complained if the tip of the top of the breast is scuffed by hisa pan Alva strong.

Grepp's!

The coldness and smell of citrus vanilla ambushed Ganis, "still sick? Would you like some more olive oil?" his nose could not stand still, he inhaled the greedy scent of Ganis' body before he would lodge with his little whiz. No more alcoholic drinks now. There were no jobs or concert tickets, including the affairs of his friends, after he returned home he belonged entirely to Ganis and Alva.

"Go ahead, Ganis will be told to shake it!" the laughter of Ganis was amused, followed by the sound of laughter of Wira. Fortunately Alva would not understand the chatter of his parents, pity it.

"Bang Nat kalo Alva ng'ASI like to join nimbrung, shy brother. pasasih asi in front of mom whether mom there is a stubborn stain on top," Ganis handed over the T-shirt owned by Wira.

"Biarin atuh, let it be different from other busui-" replied Wira.

"Thy know!" ganist sarcasm.

"Temen slebor to the house aga afternoons, so as not to make chaos events," added Wira.

"Yes" answered Ganis briefly.

"Say the King, if you bring Indi do not over! Likes to worry Ganis tuh, if Indi brought the King," he complained to the Wira who has now turned to sit and poke-pinkering his son, he said, he even lay down beside Alva and stick his nose from beside his son's face, this moment that always makes Wira feel peaceful.

"What's wrong in Denger?!" sewot Ganis's.

"Yes ay, anyways the King will not dare to macemin Indy," replied the Wira casually. Who is not afraid of him. Although Ganis himself knew that the King could not dare to mess with Indi, because basically the King was a good man.

"Well, don't we know what's behind him?!"

"Ganis get out first ah! Want nyicip bugis same sponge, hungry ih want to keep nyemil!" the woman went out of the room leaving the father and son.

Just talked about ahead of the magrib the sound of a motorbike engine with a car was heard approaching.

One pair of lovebirds who were drunk by kasmaran and the other brother uwa who was nagging because they were told to shop for fruit to the market for an aqiqah ceremony.

"This is my fate! Where do I choose I don't know how good watermelon is!" he dropped his body on the side porch chair of papa, shedding all his tiredness and fatigue.

Papa chuckles, "how, what's all that?"

"It should have been a big brother first, a good one, a red one," Ganis sat down, but his eyes narrowed and glanced at Indy with the King walking over.

"Where can I open it one-on-one. Punteun father, tiasa opened hiji-hiji? Hoyong nu bereum burahay?!" said Gemilang gruntingly demonstrating Ganis' suggestion making Ganis and papa laugh.

(Excuse me, can you split one-on-one? The red flaming cuff?!)

"Auto gets kicked and piso throws! Thought of a retail fryer,"

"Assalamualaikum, tea.abang." Indi and Raja greeted the three.

"Where?!" ganis spray is fierce.

"From BIP first tea, play.." replied Indi went inside with still wearing his ashes uniform.

"But brother-in-law!" kekeh King.

"A fierce ganis is just like you, I watch you!" he pointed his eyes in turn toward the King's eyes.

"Awas busui fierce, Ja. The power of sajen from Nata has not yet come down, so the fashion of snubbing!" gemilang toilet.

"His luck is bang, laparrrr--" replied the King sitting joined.

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