Paper Plane
Be married?

After successfully finding the whereabouts of his son, Rendi and Daisha immediately approach him.

''Arka!'' call Daisha happy.

''Mama ''Mama. Papa?'' answer Arka.

''Oh my goodness, where have you been, son. Why are you leaving?'' daisha said as she hugged her son tightly.

''Why are you crying?'' ask Arka by wiping away Daisha's tears.

''I'm sorry ma'am, it seemed like the mother's son had accidentally walked up to us.' said a hijab woman carrying two children.

''Forgive my son ma'am, sorry if it interferes with the comfort of mother and mother's sons.'' said Rendi.

''It's okay sir, I almost told the security department. But thankfully my father and mother soon came here.'' he said again.

''Darling?'' call a man who walks toward them.

''Uncle Ibrahim?''

''Pak Rendi?'' they were surprised at the same time.

''The fire knows?'' ask the hijab woman.

''Yes, darling. He's a business partner papi who papi told me yesterday. He is a very good man, he replied.

''It's nice to meet your father here.'' Ibrahim continued.

''Mr Ibrahim was too much in flattering me. I am also happy to meet Mr. Ibrahim here, said Rendi shaking hands with Ibrahim.

''Indeed, Mr. Rendi said.'' Ibrahim.

''Thank you, Mr. Ibrahim.''

''Actually what happened to Mr Rendi?'' ask Ibrahim back.

''Forgive my son Sir, it turns out that from earlier my son walked following this beautiful father's daughter.'' said Rendi as it is.

After finding Arka's whereabouts, Daisha immediately brings Arka into her arms. He examined every inch of his son's body to determine whether anyone was injured or not. And Daisha also asks why she can walk with strangers she does not know. And it turns out Arka's answer is because he wanted to get acquainted and play with a beautiful little girl who was about three years old who was sitting in the stroller.

''Oh my goodness, adorable son of Mr. Rendi.'' continued Binar anxious.

''Once again forgive my son father and mother.'' said Rendi felt bad.

''The father need not hesitate. Come on, Shaka and Sabria you guys get acquainted with Arka.'' said Ibrahim.

''Shaka, don't pout anymore, son. Arka just wants to be friends and play with you guys.'' said Binar to his son who had been acting possessive to his only sister.

''So brother just want to take care of sister, mi.'' replied Shaka honestly.

''Pinter yes brother Shaka, have been able to take care of his beautiful sister, just deserve Arka to follow you. Sorry Arka yes, Shaka handsome.'' said Daisha chuckled and the parents also laughed together.

After talking for a long time, starting from the chat about work and other small talk, they finally say goodbye to each other.

''Archa, mama will ask. So why did Arka follow Sabria?'' daisha asked when they were in the car on the way home.

''Sabria is beautiful, ma. So Arka wanted to be friends with Sabria.'' she blushed.

''Oh my goodness!'' said Daisha patting her own eel imagining a coquettish Arka.

''Definitely descended from this gaffer.'' said Daisha chuckling.

''Just do it for you!'' rendi protest.

''Other times if Arka wants to go or want to play with someone, Arka must ask permission first yes dear. Say it first with mom or dad, so papa and mama are not confused looking for Arka.'' explained Daisha.

''Yes, ma. Forgive Arka ya pah, ma.'' he said sincerely.

''Yes, darling. Don't repeat it again.''

After reaching home, Daisha immediately brought Arka to bathe and clean up after a day of walking outside. And now, they are playing ball in the back garden because Daisha failed to persuade Arka to take a nap.

''Archa, please yes. Mama is tired. Arka wins anyway from earlier.'' said Daisha ngos-ngosan.

''Mama why?'' asked Arka in a panic and ran over to her.

''We rest first yes, mama is tired.'' said Daisha.

''All right, let's have a drink first, mah.''

''It looks so exciting. What are you guys doing?'' ask Aunt Maya who just walked towards them.

''After playing ball, oma.'' replied Arka.

''Grandson oma wants to be a footballer, huh?''

''Not an oma, but Arka wants to be a pilot.'' he replied loudly.

''Wow, great! May your ideals be achieved yes dear.'' replied aunt Maya.

''Arka wants to play basketball first, yes.'' said Arka.

''Yes, baby.''

''Daisha?'' call aunt Maya.

''Yes, aunt.''

''Thank you, since your presence here, the atmosphere in this house seems alive and colorful again. Arka also became cheerful and willing to talk again.'' said aunt Maya holding soft hands Daisha.

''It's my obligation, aunt to look after and help Arka.''

''No, it is indeed as if it is the destiny of God that brings you into the life of Arka. Again, thank you.'' said aunt Maya sincerely.

''Sama-sama.''

''Sha, is there really something I want to ask you?''

''What is aunt?''

''Can aunty ask about your parents? And how the story so you can work for Arka.'' asked Aunt Maya.

''My father was a very kind and loving family man. He died a few years ago in a car accident. While my mother used to be a nurse, but because of something that was alleged to the mother, finally the mother was dismissed from her job for a reason that she never did. And ever since that incident, my mother has been working hard to pay for my life and school. Mother opened a small catering business.'' said Daisha with sadness.

''Forgive aunt's question if it makes you sad, Sha.''

''It's okay, aunt. All is almighty destiny.''

Later, Daisha also recounts how she was finally able to become a nanny for Arka.

''Auntie see, you are very talented and intelligent in the field of study you take. Don't you want to work somewhere else that suits your college?'' ask aunt Maya carefully.

''For now, I want to be with Arka aunty.'' said Daisha.

''You are not a scholar, do your parents not mind if you work as a 'caregiver?'' ask aunt Maya carefully.

''As an aunt saw, my mother meridhoi I work here. As long as it is lawful and brings good.'' he replied.

Aunt Maya was relieved to hear Daisha's reply.

On the other side of the room, when Rendi was picking up something left in her car, Rendi found a paper airplane toy made by her son. Again, Rendi read the writing. A wish that his son wrote.

''Married?''

''Like my promise to you Raline, I will never betray our love at any time. Pardon papa, Arka.'' he said in his heart while imagining the face of his late wife.