Princess Reunion Cost
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After almost half an hour of Butet searching for Moana in the super-large Mall, Butet finally saw Grazia and Moana crying near the children's playground. Seen once the face of panic Grazia who continues to be stuck by Moana.

"I'm the same aunt. My mother told me," said Moana, crying as she pleased.

"Mom, this is the mother's son who was in the store" said the babysitter of her daughter Grazia.

"Yes, I know. But where's his mother?" Grazia looked increasingly panicked and confused looking there and here.

"Moanaa...!" Butet ran over to the crying Moana, holding Grazia's hand.

"Well, that's her mom.." Grazia said, pointing to Butet.

Moana turned and ran to Butet.

"Murray!"

Butet and Moana embraced, witnessed many pairs of eyes there.

"Yes my. Sorry about mbak. My son's running away. Maybe she thought it was her mom. It's kind of my son, mbak," Butet told Grazia, who was seen washed away in a drama made by Moana.

"I think we won't see you again, Mama. So that aunt cantek's son I'm mak. So the rich kid I mak," Moana told Butet who suddenly felt bad for Grazia.

"What are you saying!" Butet said to Moana, smiling awkwardly at Grazia.

"Sister, don't be angry. I was supposed to take you to the receptionist. But his son didn't want to and kept crying." Grazia Bright.

"his dad? Laen time don't you run away, Moana. I'm sick of your pull."

"Yes mother..." Moana said, wiping away her tears.

"Near time it was you Moana. Betol is your son." Inner Butet.

"Hmmm, ibc. Thank you the same time. By the way, my name is Arinauli. His mama can call me Uli only. Whose name is mbak?" Butet asked, thrusting his right hand.

"Ah, yes. My name is Grazia. Nice to meet Brother Uli," said Grazia, welcoming Butet's hand.

"Ish, disgust when I greet you. But, what can I do. Taiiik kambang round!" Inner Butet.

"As a thank you to Grazia, can I have her phone number? I'd like to take you to dinner sometime. Incidentally, I don't have many friends. I am new to Jakarta. Just a month. I used to live in Toba Sanan," Butet said.

Grazia looked closely at Butet, then smiled and nodded her head.

"Can brother. Write down my phone number" Grazia said, citing her mobile number.

"Ish, baek kali mbaknya huh. Thank goodness I have friends here. It's hard to be loud, my friend now" Butet said, noting Grazia's mobile number.

Grazia just smiled in response to Butet's words.

"Where are you going now?" Ask Butet.

"I'm not going anywhere, brother, just want to be here. This will invite children to play in the playground," said Grazia, pointing to a special arena for playing children in the Mall.

"Aaaa. Here we dudok yes. Let the boys men maen in sanan." Butet was really kind of familiar with Grazia. But apparently, Grazia tried to understand Butet who claimed that he did not have friends in the city of Jakarta.

"Ok" said Grazia, smiling.

"Let me buy you a ticket. Ma'am is here. It's a thank you note I'm the same." Butet prevents Grazia from buying a ticket.

"Ah, no need.." Prevent Grazia.

"No papa. Let me buy it. Don't refuse it, ma'am. Later sad this Moana mamak," Butet said, mince words.

Moana, Kimberly and her nanny enter the playground. Butet and Grazia sat outside the arena looking at their children.

"Funny time kid mbak Grazia huh. What's name?" Butet tries to open up a conversation between himself and Grazia.

"My son's name is Kimberly Princess Sadewa, sis." Answer Grazia.

"Huh? pack the god's name." Inner Butet.

"Cantek is his son. Mama's brok. His father must be handsome as well." Chirp Butet.

Grazia simply smiled in response to Butet's praise.

"Ish. if you don't want it, lazy time I said stale cake gini same kuntilanak this is!" Inner Butet.

"Whose papa's not ikot, mbak?" Ask Butet again.

"His father is at work, sis." Grazia Sahut.

"If Moana's father, why not come?" Ask Grazia.

Butet was silent for a moment, then he started putting on a sad face.

"That's why I moved to Jakarta. So right, in Toba Sanan, Moana's father cheated on the same bad girl. Ish.. ride on my sasak. Separate us. That's why I'm a cabot to Jakarta, bring my son, Moana."

Grazia looked at Butet with a pityful look. Then he let out a long sigh, a sign he was concerned about Butet's story.

"Don't be a pity you are a kuntilanak! You're a laxative too!" Inner Butet.

"Prophey, brother," said Grazia.

"Udah be patient this time I mbak. That's why I'm sad the next time. A month I'm in Jakarta, my friend's rhino. It feels lucky that I met this wonderful man" Butet said.

"Hoekkkk! Ish. pande, I did the show." Inner Butet.

Grazia grabbed Butet's hand with a concerned look. Then he tried to signal friendship with Butet.

"Now we're friends, brother. Brother, calm down. We can confide in each other and meet when brother has time. Don't feel awkward. I'm home every day" Grazia said.

"Ha! By the trap you're a kuntilanak timbelaaaaaaaa!" Butet's heart cheered celebrating the victory.

"Yes mbak, makasi kaliiii it was me same mbak. It's hard, baek lanky heart. God is not wrong for me to meet, " Butet said, with sparkling eyes as he looked at Grazia.

Grazia smiled and patted Butet's back.

"So don't worry, brother." Connect Grazia.

"No, now I don't worry anymore. Oh yeah, tomorrow night which time I invite you to eat at my house?"

Grazia was silent for a moment.

"Come on mbak, let me know my house. One day we replace. I'm going to his mother's house" Butet continued.

"Can. I also have not had many friends after marriage. My friends are not married. So less connected when talking about children. Thank you, sister, for being my friend, " said Grazia.

"Sama-sama.." Sahut Butet's.

They laughed together and talked about the children's growth and development, until the time they separated and promised to meet tomorrow night.