Pariwanya Si Boru Panggoaran
Future

"I don't know me, bou! It all just happened!" kilah Dira, actually he did not want the conversation to continue.

But because the family was very curious, inevitably, he had to tell the incident.

"Try me to tell you the obvious first!" sergeant Bou Dira the other—Tina.

Dira took a close breath, then wanted to tell the tragedy from beginning to end. However, prevented by Defan, the man shook his head as a sign that Dira would rather keep quiet.

"So gini, aunt, we were on vacation at the time but Dira almost fell into the abyss. Her stomach was hit by a cliff impact that resulted in the miscarriage!" added Defan, taking over the conversation so that Dira does not cry when remembering the existence.

"Oalaah! Vacation where are you guys?" sohit added, the more curious.

"In Toba, Bones!" answer Defan quickly.

"Ck!" decak Opung Matua, regretting the incident.

"Have it, don't you remember it. Now focus on the future, prepare yourself both so you can wait for the presence of another child," said Tina, giving wise advice.

Defan simply nodded, agreeing to his tantic words with a glimmer of advice. After the serious talk was over, the family began to enjoy the dinner.

Various typical foods batak people already fill the living room. Opung Matua and Opung Tiur have been presented first by the maids. Just take your own side dishes that are neatly displayed in the buffet.

"When I miss my son's cooking but he's still in Jakarta, huh?" cecar Opung Matua, taken by Desman.

"Try calling first, Def!" opung Tiur, wanted to hear the voice of his greatest daughter.

"Inter, pung!" Defan took the phone out of his pocket, made one call to his mother.

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Drrt .. drtttt ...

In Anggi's apartment, Melva and Anggi were eating dinner as usual just the two of them. Melva hurriedly picked up the phone that was ringing and vibrating on the living room table.

He stared at the cell phone, dissolving in his mind for a moment. Unlike usual, he was very surprised to stare at his son's name on a mobile phone screen.

What is this the Defan night-night phone? Kok tumben!

Melva dissolved in her own thoughts, then walked straight to the dining table. He also received a video call from his only son.

When the screen appeared, it was seen there the Tampubolon family was gathering. Melva smiled with a smile, looking at the background of Defan's body, mobbed by a large family.

"Hello!" greet Melva, as she continues her dinner.

"Hello, mom! Eating again?" reply Defan, returning the big smile of the mama.

"Hu'um ... Do you get together again?" added Melva.

Defan rotates his phone screen, highlighting the family in turn. Knowing that the video call had been picked up by his wife, Desman approached.

"Hello, ma! What else?" said Desman, snatch Defan's phone.

"Feed, mama, sir! What show is it? How did all the families get together?" sahut Melva, did not remember the moment of the arisan held because his mind was only there.

"Oalaah! Forgot, mama? Family show!" desman answered, then took turns giving Defan's cell phone to his two in-laws.

"Hello, boru! How long you been there!" said Opung Matua, while eating his dinner.

"I'm home this week, sir!" melva answered, smiling at the face of the man she missed, she had not seen her father for a long time.

"Oh, be careful, you son of a bitch!" Opung Matua hands the phone to Tiur's opung.

"Where are you, Mak Defan? You haven't called us in a long time, you didn't come!" racau Opung Tiur, fretfully complaining about his son.

"Ah, my mother! I'm only here two weeks! I forgot to call my mom. But now we're talking!" kekeh Melva, melt the heart of the mother.

"Where might I send you a meal from Jakarta, mom!" sahut Melva, chuckling alone.

Anggi was curious, after finishing dinner, he was immediately next to the mother, wanted to follow him to see the face of his opiate that had long been invisible.

"Hello, pung!" greet Anggi, wave your hand.

"Hello, pung!" reply Opung Tiur, he does like to call his granddaughter with a pung call, has become a habit in their family.

"Where's your lecture, pung?" sambar Opung Matua, raised his face next to the wife because he heard the voice of his youngest grandson.

"Our new ospek, pung. Not yet learned, next week begins," replied Anggi, straightforward.

"Oh yeah, good-natured over there, yeah, pung!" order Opung Matua, continue to eat the food that has not run out.

"You want to talk to your father?" open Tiur toilet, getting tired of holding a flat object in his hand while eating his dinner.

"Byeah, pung!" answer Anggi.

Melva still eating food, occasionally he glanced at the conversation between Anggi and the interlocutor who appeared on the mobile screen. Not long after, Desman's face was again seen on the screen.

"What, boru?" desman asked, as his in-laws gave him cell phones.

"Where are you, father? Healthy?" added Anggi.

"Ah, just yesterday you called dad! Did you forget?" look like Desman, clucking at his youngest.

"Hehe!" Anggi just chuckles, then gives the phone to the mother.

"So who won the arisan, sir?" said Melva, curious about the owner of the arisan money that fell this time.

"Your daughter-in-law's family, ma!" answer Desman.

"His daughter-in-law, yes, brother's daughter-in-law too!" timpal Devi, laughing out loud, the others followed.

"Oh .. So Dira's father won? What's that money for?" melva asked, staring at her husband's focus after finishing dinner.

"Lae, answer this!" slap Desman, turn the phone's screen to face Evil.

"God ... Ito, how are you?" greet Sahat, smiling broadly to welcome his eldest brother.

"Health, Ito! How are you?" reply Melva.

"We're all here! What are you asking?" lahar Sahat.

"So, what event did you use the arisan money for?" cecar Melva, to the point.

"Our family's holiday, calm down, Ito!" answer Evil.

"When? Not this week, right? Wait for me to go home first!" pinta Melva, negotiate with her little brother.

"Calm down, next week we're on vacation! We want to wait for you to come home first" continued Sahat.

"Have, continue your show, yes! Healthy everything! Horace!" close Melva, shut down the phone.

The Tampubolon family was still talking even though they had finished dinner. They began to talk about plans for a holiday to be held next week.

Preparation and planning must be carefully prepared. Given Defan and Dira had vacationed there, Opung Matua gave a mandate to prepare for this holiday.

"Def, come here first!" tell Opung Matua, nodding his hand for Defan to approach.

"What's up, pung?" defan asked, staring at the beautiful bead that belonged to his opiate.

"Hemm .. can you prepare for our holiday?" opung Matua asked, making Defan silent a thousand languages.