
Sarah hurriedly put on her clothes to the point that she forgot something left there, but no matter what it was, she herself was unconscious because she was so quick to wear her clothes.
"Mas, I went to the room first. Afraid the Son is getting noisy and waking everyone up here." Sarah got out of bed, combed her hair with her fingers and left her husband on the bed.
"Hmm" replied Farhan who was still limp.
By the time Sarah came out the Son was already standing in the doorway.
"Mrs ... How did Mama stay with me." The little boy's voice sounded hoarse like he was about to cry. Every night never sleep without the mother makes the child feel afraid to sleep alone what else the room is quite spacious.
"I'm sorry, Mama. Mama was just helping Papa" Sarah explained, looking her face into the room.
"Help, papa? Why is it, papa?" ask the Son more and more to know.
"Oh yeah, we're going to the room. It's still night," take Sarah while leading her son to sleep again so as not to ask more questions.
Before long, Farhan followed his son and wife. Leaving the room in a disheveled state.
Arriving in the room, Sarah appears to be putting Putra to bed patting the back of her child's body to quickly go back to sleep. Seeing the wife sleeping in a curled position, immediately made Farhan plunge on his wife's back. Hugging it while touching the chest.
"My wife forgets something" she said. However, he did not tell me the matter. He even enjoyed it, twisting the tip of the chest.
Sarah thinks her husband put her in a bra. People are half-conscious because drowsiness may occur, thought Farhan whose wife was not wearing the interior.
The three of them finally fell asleep together. Sarah and her husband are tired, which makes the brand sleep faster.
The next morning, Sarah woke up. He felt something strange, then felt his own chest. He patted her forehead.
"Teledor really, why can you forget?" Then, he turned to dingding, looking at the clock stuck there. "Huh, 9 o'clock." Sarah was surprised, even her son was not in the room.
"Wake, Mas. We're having bad luck" Sarah said, shaking her husband's body.
"Still sleepy," Farhan replied, the man pulled the blanket over.
Sarah's coming downstairs soon because she's going to the next room to pick up what was left over last night. However, the bed was already neat.
"Duh, how is this? It's a shame that someone will find it." But he kept looking under the bed. And the result is nil.
When Sarah lowered her head under the bed, the aunt came with a bucket and a mopping device.
"Search for what, Mom?" ask the middle-aged woman.
"Eh, Bi. I'm looking for anu ...," said Sarah hanging.
"Oh look for it yes, Auntie has brought it to the wash, Mom," replied the aunt without mentioning the item her employer was looking for. The aunt felt ashamed of herself because she knew that the messy room must have been occupied by the newlyweds.
"Oh yes, Bi. It's okay to be in the laundry." Sarah also walked away. However, that second also turned the body right in the doorway. "Bi, don't tell anyone." Sarah said, putting a finger on her lips.
The middle-aged woman smiled as she held up her thumb in response that she would not say it to anyone else, including the mistress.
The maid had been working there since Sarah was Farhan's wife. The woman's carelessness happened frequently, so the aunt took notice of her.
***
In the back of the house there is a swimming pool. Sarah had just finished bathing and drying her body even though the sun was already welcoming. Then he heard the voice of a little boy who was none other than his son. The boy was swimming with his grandfather. Permana is so happy to have a grandchild.
Sarah looked out of the balcony. He smiled when he saw the familiarity of the grandfather and grandson. Before long, a hand coiled in the stomach area. He knew who the owner of the hand was. Who else if not Farhan. The man kissed Sarah's cheek from the side, he had just woken up from his sleep.
"Okay" answered Sarah. "Lepasin dong," he asked again.
Before releasing his wife, Farhan kissed her first. After Sarah's departure, Farhan himself went to the bathroom to clean his body.
***
Sarah is still in the kitchen. Mama Amel watched from a distance. He did not bother at all even seeing his son who had just arrived. A sight that made his heart cool.
Farhan seemed to tease his wife, this was the first time he saw her. Because in the past, Farhan was rarely seen with his wife. After all, the woman never went down to the kitchen. After the divorce from Farhan, many changes in Sarah.
"Maybe it was this way before," said Amel's own mother. She went no longer to pay attention to the couple, she met her husband who was still swimming with the Son.
"Udah yet? How long?" farhan asked Sarah.
"It's over soon, I'll make it for the Son too. He's swimming with papa again" Sarah explained.
"Is there anything I need to help you with?" ask Farhan.
"What, may I meet the Son to stop his swim? I always knew she was swimming," said Sarah.
"OK, if you're done just take it to the pool, yes" Pinta Farhan.
"Yes, Mum."
***
In the pool, Putra had indeed ended his activities. He was wearing a towel.
"Why did you wake up?" ask Putra.
Farhan only flashed a smile while scratching his non-itchy head.
"Fried rice came," said Sarah later.
"Asik" girang Putra. The boy was starving.
Farhan and his son ate fried rice together.
"Grandfather not to be loved?" ask Permana.
"Grandfather ate with both of me" said the son.
That togetherness makes them happy. No need for luxury for Sarah, sincere love has made so happy.
"Darling, I haven't forgotten it yet, have I?" asked Farhan whispered.
Sarah furrowed both eyebrows, confused by her husband's question. Then saw the tail of her husband's eyes were directed at the chest. Suddenly, made Sarah hit the shoulder slowly.
"So what time are you leaving?" tanya Permana stopped her activity that was eating fried rice.
"More maybe, Pa," Farhan replied. He and his wife will fly to Bali for their honeymoon. No more distractions when making love later. The perverted face began to look, Sarah herself to shudder. Her husband really wanted to spend some time together.
And it was time for them to leave.
"Papa Mama go first huh, Son is good here same Grandpa, Grandma huh?" pamit Farhan to his son.