
“Mommy.”
“Mom.”
"Sst, shut up."
Perhaps dozens of times Roseta said that when Bryna called her softly. I even wanted to say a word Bryna couldn't. The little body was in his mother's arms all night until dawn.
The truth is that Roseta did not want to start the conversation at all, either asking or interrogating her daughter, nor did she want to get clarity as well. It was enough for Roseta to know that Bryna already knew the charade, quite embarrassed as well because she did not know how it came from.
While Bryna who is currently flushing her body under the shower then blows rough breath several times. He wanted to tell about himself who knew so easily that he formed a play like a drama actor with his father. However, when Bryna wanted to taste a word had been stopped with a command worth doing, namely silence.
Last night Bryna slept with Roseta, she knew her mother didn't really close her eyes, because she was the same. The atmosphere suddenly tense when the return of Mother from her father, who else if not Dera. Until nightfall until dawn, all make no sound. In fact, when eating together alone do not look at each other and only focus on the plate on the table.
Today Bryna is going to school again, the new atmosphere in this house is definitely different, let alone overgrown with the guise that has just opened, if Bryna can choose, if Bryna can choose, just wanted to bring his body flying towards the school because he could not bear to see the tension that was in front of his eyes.
"Dec, eat first. You're leaving with Theo Uncle." Roseta's voice broke the silence, the woman Bryna was already sitting at the dining table.
Theo was eye-catching, the man was also the same, dressed neatly in the style of an office and sitting at the dining table. "I'm the Daddy by the way." the guy chimps.
Theo immediately joined in the conversation in the morning. Then the protested Roseta just clucked without turning a glance. His hands were still busy preparing the food that was almost finished and served.
While Bryna who was ready with a backpack in the sling still fell silent because she did not know what to do, he put a backpack next to an empty chair and looked alternately at two adults who did not rebuke each other as usual when morning arrived. Good morning or something. Yeah, that's what Bryna meant.
With such a deep prayer, Bryna took a slow breath, then the girl passed a faint smile before saying, "Good morning Mommy, Daddy.”
Silent moment. Maybe the phrase from Bryna gives a little incense for the two adults.
As for Bryna himself, good morning greetings have become a habit that must be disclosed. It was dry like a desert when the sweet greeting was left hanging.
Not wanting to make his daughter like a dazed person, Theo who found Bryna had spoken then run his torso to get closer. Brushed Bryna's mane to give a sweet kiss as well. "Morning sweetie" she replied.
While Roseta only watched the scene that should have been seen long ago. Regret is just a waste of time, so Roseta does not want to be shackled and just has to continue how destiny brings her life to walk.
But it is not Roseta's style to ignore Bryna by not returning the phrase good morning, so now Roseta looks back, smiles and says. “Good morning Adek.”
Bryna was happy to ask for forgiveness finally his mother was willing to speak even though only a few words. "Why don't we go together, Mom?" Bryna decided to ask, pleasantries.
Roseta eyes also accidentally collided with the obsidian belonging to the man in front of her, the color was very dark and staring at Roseta sharply to the point that he had to circulate his gaze in a mess.
Theo may have been very unwilling when his daughter called another man the name she should have been given to herself. But he also knows, the root of the problem that soars fertile is the act of stupidity fertilizer that he sows. Imagining how Theo treated Rahel well when I made him the most regretful man in the world, should that affection be for Bryna and Braga.
"really? Daddy's home?" Bryna jumped in delight and the girl's smile was very wide.
Again, the joyous cheers from Bryna made Theo's heart throb violently. Theo has a roaring jealousy. His mouth wanted to protest. But Theo held it because he was still shameless. Theo felt disinherited because Jay was the one who made his children happy all this time.
Roseta nodded along with deheman confirming. Then put his buttocks to sit and prepare to eat food together.
"Can you drive Bryna?" The voice suddenly came, deeply disturbing Theo's ears.
Theo who sat beside Bryna looked up, looking straight at the woman in front of him, precisely blocked by the table alone. "Is that a question?" not answering, Theo just passed the question.
"of course. I can't just rule people."
"I'm Bryna's father."
"I know very well, you don't have to explain."
Oh myGod. Theo's point is not that. No need to be asked, he will definitely take his daughter. Even if Roseta doesn't ask, he will.
Theo does not know how to communicate with the figure of Roseta which is fairly much different from when they were still in love. Ah, forget about love, most importantly how to take Roseta's heart back to her, it won't be easy.
"Yes, I can take Bryna away." just like that, it might be quick to finish a conversation that feels like it will never merge if it continues to clash.
Silence, silence and only the sound of the spoon clashing with the plate was heard. A harmonious family full of warmth seems still very far to be realized. However, Theo could not simply ask Roseta to be his again.
Bryna quietly did puff her lips in, perhaps seeming funny when watching the debate of her parents who were not at all funny. However, since the first sight is what he wants to feel, eating together at a table, even though it is a mess at the beginning, he said, Bryna wants at the end of the story to see everyone smiling happily—as simple as a child wants to see a whole family come together.
Bryna did not want to demand, his life lessons are very know about the problems of parents is enough to make him understand that the world is very smart to act people. Humans are given love to throw at each other, given the hate to separate from each other.
Bryna received various flavors pounded in his heart, mixed together to make himself able to think with adults.