Our Story: The Sudden Chancellery
Epilogues

Sayup-sayup sound of baby crying, making Gemma who had fallen asleep, now back awake. Slowly, he got out of bed, and went to his daughter who was crying loudly in the crib.

“Sshh .. This is Mama, Darling ..” whispered as she grabbed the little body and carried it, making the baby girl comfortable in her warm embrace.

Gemma was exhausted while guarding her, so unknowingly, she skipped dinner. The time on the wall clock was nine o'clock in the evening.

The husband went into the room to bring dinner on dishes, side dishes, vegetables, and also a glass of warm water. “Eat first, Honey. It's by Ms. Marni.”

Gala grabbed the folding table and opened it, so Gemma could eat on the bed.

“Udah be given a heat-lowering drug, not yet?” gala asked while fingering the round green-eyed baby with such a chubby cheek. The baby actually duplicates himself, except for those green eyes.

“Already, before he slept earlier, about seven,” replied Gemma while eating her food. “Still yes, already brought food. I really don't have time to cook anymore.”

The revision of the thesis together with having a baby was something once. But Gemma really enjoyed it all. Although he was busy because of his education, his work, and also his family, all done as well as possible.

Sometimes Gala was astonished at the wife. He wanted to dissect Gemma's body, to see what her super-strong brain and bones were made of. Every day she goes back and forth to the campus to do the thesis while taking her baby to secretly breastfeed her, then goes home to prepare for everyone's needs. He barely has time for himself.

Suddenly the door of the room opened, entered a small man who was so cute, with a face similar to Gemma but had deep dimples like his father. “Mama! Gelal want milk!” he's still lispy.

Gemma smile, “Bentar yes, Mama used to eat first.”

“Okey,” plain he said. The boy climbed up the bed and lay down next to Gemma. The little voice of the boy made Gemma's heart stir. Geraldo, his first child and Gala, was born three years ago.

The door was not yet fully closed, when another of his greatest sons entered. Viani, has been transformed into a beautiful teenage boy, but increasingly leaning towards the persona owned by Indra. Even so, never once did Gala distinguish the attention to her three children.

He still likes to follow her sometimes when Viani goes on a date. The girl did not know that the Papa was always following her and being possessive behind her. Two years ago, Indra had Viani call Gala with the proper name, because he saw Gala who was so dear to his son.

“Ma! Pa!” screech with a panicked expression.

“Why?” Gala approached Viani. “You why is that so excited?”

“This ..” Viani raised her phone so nervously. “Tonight the announcement!”

Both Gala and Viani immediately sat on the bed, joining Gemma who had finished eating. Viani opened her phone typing something on a search engine to open the website in question. His hands trembled and his forehead was filled with cold sweat.

“Viani nervous, Pa,” whispered.

Gala stroked the top of Viani's head. “Udah, relax. Whatever the result, what matters is that you put in a lot of effort. Mama and Papa, and also Papa Indra will always support wherever you go to college. There is always a second opinion. You can go to Aussie like Papa first."

“If this is not possible, I follow Papa aja,” Viani sighed softly. Although he still wants to study here, the choice to go to the country kangaroo is also not a bad thing. He typed his name and ID number. Not until a second later, the results appeared. Viani stared at the announcement with her mouth open. Slowly, his face was disappointed. “Yahhh ..”

Gala stared at the lethargic Viani, “Neither can ya?”

“Ngak can ..” Viani hissing raucously. “But bo'ong! Arghh— Pain Ma!”

As usual, it was Gemmalah who pinched. “You are, Papa Mama!”

“Congratulations, Honey! You are finally accepted,” Gala said while shuffling hair at the top of Viani's head.

He saw Viani who was happy and spoiled, then the husband who was playing cilukba with his baby daughter. A baby whose laughter is contagious, but if you cry, it feels like the Gemma world is about to collapse.

Gemma looked at her baby who was completely similar to her husband, alternating with little Geraldo. Is this the fruit of his love with Gala?

I think he's still dreaming.

In the past, it had never been thought that he would reach this point. Reunited with his first love, married even had three children. It feels too perfect.

Gemma doesn't want to compare, but her life now is a much better life.

Gala is a representation of the helper that God has prepared for her. Shouldn't all couples be like that? They were created by God to be helpers for each other and to support all the good things that would lead them to become better people.

And Indra? He is not the incarnation of Lord Shiva. He is just a process that Gemma must go through and become an intermediary that leads Gemma to rediscover her soulmate.

Sometimes, Gemma still likes to smile on her own when considering the location of the apartment that Indra bought first, which is next to the Gala unit. What a rare coincidence.

Because there is Indra, all his memories with Gala, both when High School and 15 years later so it feels very valuable.

Gemma never regretted her marriage to Indra. Because if you don't, Gemma won't know how to be a good wife.

While Gala with all the wealth owned by her family, definitely gave her all access and convenience. Perhaps he would never know what it would be like to fight for someone, if only he had not met Gemma again.

Everything that happens has a purpose. All that God does is not to cause accidents. That all the bad things that God allows to happen, is simply to teach people the value of life. To appreciate everyone when they are still within our reach.

In order that in the end, it is not only the happiness we achieve, but the heart that finally understands the value of life itself.

“Liat, his teeth have grown one!” gala exclaimed as her thumb idly opened the upper lip of the baby.

Gala, Viani and Geraldo all came closer, smiling happily as they looked at the baby's growing teeth.

Just like the process of growing teeth, which makes the baby's body uncomfortable even to the point of heat pain. Thus life sometimes needs a process that may be painful, so that humans can achieve something at the end of their struggle.

Everyone wants to be happy and not live hard. That's humane.

But ... we will not get diamonds if it has not been honed first, ‘kan?

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

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