Papa To Oleander
46. The Lots of Love from Europe

Ola

Papa and Mama who were picked up by Bang Oli arrived at my apartment at dusk. And, contrary to estimates, they did not seem to feel the slightest jet lag when they met Oleander in person for the first time. On the face of both of them were engraved the widest and brightest smiles I have ever seen in my entire life.

Waw. I really don't think I ever saw them this happy before.

Moreover, Mama, who in an instant had taken Oleander from my lap and fondled her slowly.

Papa put the bag he was holding on the coffee table and gave me a hug. "Hi, Sweetheart. Sorry we weren't there at the most important moment for you." I felt a kiss on my forehead once before there was any distance between us. "Thank God you're both healthy and fine. And thank you for giving us such a handsome grandson."

I just put my shoulders down. "I was just lucky, I guess," I said.

"No, baby girl. Papa thinks we're all lucky" said Papa, looking at me with a look of acceptance.

I embraced the man who had raised me so well once again. "Thank you, Pa. And we missed you."

"We missed you too, Sweetheart. We missed you too."

The father and son conversation we had a little while ago was interrupted by a cry of excitement that clearly came from Mama. "Yes, God, Olaaa. Mother's granddaughter is handsome."

Thank you very much to the Lord who was in Oleander's paradise was already awake when Papa and Mama approached us in the living room, where we were waiting for their arrival from earlier. Otherwise, maybe Mama won't be this excited. There was even a screech Oleander who filled the room in shock and woke up from his sleep.

"Oh, my God. Mama can not take off the hands of Mama from Oleander Oma's grandson who is funny this confusion. Oh, my God. Oh, my God! Bodo very, yaaa, Le, if you will be told the smell of hands. Yeah, um musty smelly little hand fitting gini, right? Let you know that you are loved by many people. Especially Oma same Opa. Yeah, right, Honey?"

Mama turned a glance towards Papa who immediately nodded.

I chuckled at Papa who was not struggling if he had dealt with Mama. He will fulfill almost all of your wishes that he can fulfill. I turned my attention to my mom again.

It's only been two minutes and Mama has found her favorite name for Oleander; Le. Other than the one Angga had given him first; Ole.

All the calls still sound a bit foreign, because they have not been spoken often and become familiar in the ear. However, looking at the intensity of the meetings I would have with these people, which was every day, I was sure the names would stick around quickly.

Ah, let it be. The important thing is that the names come from places and people who are full of love. Anyway, I really am. It didn't occur to me to abbreviate that name.

However, after I thought about it again, maybe it happened because Oleander was my favorite name for her. And, for now, I'll just use that name first. Before he gave me an idea and became creative in his behavior.

Mothers are generally like that, right? They sometimes call their children with a title related to the habits of the child, especially those they like to do in childhood. For example, for children who are fearless and like to climb anything, they will use the nickname spiderman or spider-monkey. Chatterbox or chatter is given to children who like to chat. And so forth, and so forth.

Papa shook his head. "Honey, what are you doing? Sit here first." He then patted the place next to him. "Aren't tired of what? Just arrived, you know, Hon. The first time I met the baby. Mbok, yes, introduction first or what cake it is. It's even just playing nyosor."

Mama followed Papa's words by sitting beside her husband, but not without protest. I saw Mama's mouth whispering her scolding which only Papa could hear. However, after the part that I believe is not safe for everyone else's ear, above all their kid and grandkid it passed, then Mama raised the volume of her voice. "In part, why should Mama first acquaintance with her own grandchildren try? He must have memorized his voice. Yeah, right, Le? Wong from long ago he had often heard Mama talking to his mother, really."

"I mean Mama, when Mama used to say something to me, right? Uh, Mama remembers me, right? I'm Ola, Ma. Mama's son." I can't bear to not follow in Papa's footsteps and tease Mama.

Mama rolled her eyeballs. "Oh, please. Don't follow your papa, you. How can you not remember your own child, ha? If there were no you, there would be no handsome granddaughter of this Mama. Uwuu." Mama again showered Oleander with her love. This time her chubby cheeks were targeted.

Now it's my turn to turn the balls behind my eyelids.

Now it's Papa's turn to laugh.

"Eh, Pa. Where's Bang Oli? How did I not see him come in?" I just remembered to ask the whereabouts of my brother who did not appear the trunk of his nose.

"Oh, that. Your brother said he wanted to pick up dinner at Angga's restaurant immediately" replied Papa who began to be infected by Mama's attitude. He has now been involved in bending over and paying more attention to Oleander. "Hi, Le. Oleanders. Remember the Opa voice too, right? Hi, handsome grandson Opa. Hiii."

Oh, my God.

Really lah. What people say about the highest caste holders in the extended family are grandchildren. Especially the first grandchild and the men. Duh, duh, duh.

Want to feel unnoticed, but I can't possibly compete with my own son, right?

Be. I chose to sit on the loveseat located on the right side of their sofa and watch the show before me. After a while, I remember reaching out to the phone on the table and capturing the moment.

If I want to upload my candid shots on Instagram social media, I will give a caption that roughly sounds like this, falling in love with your child (or granchild) from the first time you know they were there is a perfect epitome of insta love. So, there you have it, folks. Insta love is real!

But, no. I'm not going to share this photo with anyone outside of our little circle. Because ....

Because ....

Because Oleander is my son. And only I am entitled to have him completely.

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