
A happy smile clearly emanated on Aqila's face, the girl managed to achieve the cumlaude predicate in the business department. He did not major in art like his time studying in Indonesia but chose business. Previously he wanted to choose to settle in Indonesia and study there, but because he had to often control the hospital, Papa Arya decided to study here of course with Aqila's approval
His memory is still blurry, he forgets the faces of the people who used to be with him, he forgets how it looks, what is his name and what is the relationship with him
"Congratulations son, Aqila succeeded" Papa Arya hugged her daughter with a hariu
"Thank you Pah, Aqila couldn't have gotten into this position if it wasn't for your support"
Mama Intan patted her husband's arm slowly, Papa Arya rubbed the water slowly coming out of the corner of her eye, there is wisdom behind her daughter's disease, and her daughter's, he got replaced time lost in the past to be closer to his daughter, he also managed to carry out his role well as a hero who never failed
"His cheerful face like this makes me feel like repeating time when he was a child and continues to laugh even with trivial things" Mama Intan confirmed the words of Papa Arya
They looked at Aqila who was communicating with sign language to her friends who were deaf and occasionally laughed what they discussed
America is known as a disability-friendly country, for example in this small North American town of Rochester. All disability needs are met and so prioritized
"What about Naufal?" Papa Arya kneaded his temple slowly, his wife's question was also on his mind right now
"A few days ago Abi Umar called, he asked how it went with their engagement five and a half years ago"
"Papa simply replied, Aqila hasn't been able to remember everything well"
"He said that Naufal was getting older, he was afraid that his son would fall into the sin of adultery, so he had the intention to match him with Kyai Uthman's son"
"What if when they're married, Aqila remembers everything? I don't want to see any more sadness on her face" Mama Intan looked at her smiling daughter's face from a distance
"I'll try to tell him to wait a little while longer, I don't want to see him laughing with a blank look"
"I don't want him to wear a mask on his face to fool us all if he's okay, but his heart is broken"
"Since he woke up from his coma, I've promised myself I won't let a single tear fall from his beautiful eye"
"I just want her to be happy" Mama Intan smiled and nodded in agreement
"Aqila is a special child, she is different from her brother" Papa Arya confirmed Mama Intan's speech, Aqila is different
"Grandfather, grandma" The voice of the little boy called out to the middle-aged couple in such an adorable voice
"Hello grandmother's granddaughter" Mama Intan grabbed the cute-looking Zara in a pink dress from Diana's sling, while Papa Arya held up Yusuf who looked even more adorable with a black coat attached to his body
"Aqila where's Om, auntie?" kirana's question represented the minds of all those who did not see the existence of the person who had been graduated was present there
"That, was talking to her friend" Mama Intan pointed at Aqila who was still laughing, I don't know what the discussion was with the blonde girl who seemed quite close to her
"I didn't expect to see them all grow this big, even I've become a grandfather" Papa Radit said slowly
"When I walked so fast, it now seemed like I wanted to spend my old day and play with my granddaughter at home"
"We are not that old as Arya yet, we still have a big responsibility, you must understand what I mean" Papa Arya nodded confirming, he looked towards Aqila, looking at her, Kirana and Reyna are taking pictures with a frenetic pose with other Aqila friends
"That's what I mean, I can't stand to see my daughter's tears fall just because of the wrong man" Papa Radit said
"But in fact, I was once a man who made my daughter suffer a lot"
"Make it a lesson so that there will be no more differences between them"
"Grandfather why cry?" Zevan, the son of Davin and Anya, looked at his grandfather, his age just entering five years is quite difficult to digest the words of the parents in front of him
"Grandfather doesn't cry, but is happy"
"Why do happy tears come out?" Just plain asking
"Because tears are not always for grief but also describe deep liking, you will understand it when you grow up"
"What is an adult?" Papa Radit took a deep breath, sometimes the question from Zevan made him high blood
"Adult altitude we can laugh when sad" Devano who just subdued himself beside Papa Arya was surprised and a little amused to hear the words of his son who had not been fluent in pronouncing the letter 'R' but it's been about some shit that shouldn't be
"Who taught Joseph those words?"asked Rian who was stunned to hear his nephew's answer, but still lispy but talked about the deep enough about life
"Aunty Qila said that" he replied casually
"How do sad people laugh?" Zevan asked again, this time looking at Joseph
Joseph looked around and pointed at Zara who was carrying Darren closer to them
"Maybe I'm Zala, look at her eyes, she's a little too clumsy but she's laughing"
"Means Zara mature dong? But is Zara still a kid?" zevan asked confused
"This is why?" Darren who just came to see people there like confusion to see the behavior of two boys who have a different age
"Follow Uncle Darren, what's that adult?" Darren was a little amused to hear Zevan's question but he still answered
"Adult means big" answered Darren
"But said Aunty Qilla, a big olang is not necessarily an adult if the maturity of someone is not determined by umul and height" Darren, who was about to sit, almost fell backwards if his arm was not pulled by Rian, could be dangerous if his daughter fell
"Then Aunty Qilla said what? What is adult?" ask Zevan
Joseph woke up from the lap of Papa Arya, he stood in front of the Bramadja family men who were waiting for his answer, the people around him were not so ignored, he began to raise one hand as if telling stories
"Aunty Qilla said, adults are altinya where we can laugh when sad, adults are not determined by umul or height, adults are also about our memikilan, we are, maturely we only know and one of the signs of adulthood is when we can solve the problem of our own" Joseph so dramatically conveyed his words as if reading poetry, so, there were even some people who were silent and watching him
"What is that problem?" Zevan asked, which made the Bramadja men pat their eels