The Incomplete Love
Two Kasmaran Men

“Buna .. Buna .. Bunaaaa..” A boy ran over to his mother. They were having a picnic in a park in Sydney.

Kala who really likes underwater life whines to go to the Sydney Aquarium. Be both on the train. Devan who found out soon followed.

“Kala ... have you played with Uncle Devan?”

Devan walked behind Kala, a man who for years used a wheelchair is now able to walk normally even though it is still in close proximity.

“Udah, Kala had won the ball. Kala scored three times, Oom Devan was just this.” Kala made a code of zeros with his fat fingers. His eyes sparkled with excitement. The boy immediately sat on his lap and wrestled to his mother.

“Uncle is not yet lost, Kal,” Devan settles down next to Qiara. His eyes were closed, he was enjoying the atmosphere that morning.

Qiara looked at her handsome face.

“Why look-wild, like, yes?” Chirps Devan while laughing.

“Liatin laler stuck in the nose,” authentic Qiara origin.

“What, hush hush hush,” Devan instantly got up while shaking his hand.

Qiara and Kala chuckled at Devan's behavior. Realizing the mother and son were teasing him Devan laughed along.

“Nih you guys drink first, thirsty, right,” Qiara poured cold drink honey lemon grass into a colorful glass. Kala and Devan took a slow sip enjoying the freshness of the drink Qiara made.

“Buna, delicious. Kala want again..” he said in the style of a child. His eyes were round expecting his mother to give him another glass of fresh drink.

“This policy is already, yes, If drinking cold will cough.”

“Loh right Uncle Dave is a doctor, so if you cough, just ask for a prescription,” said Kala with a ignorant grin.

Qiara and Devan laughed at the clever answer of the 2-year-old who was now sitting diligently sipping his favorite drink.

Devan watches Qiara watching her son's behavior. Since the birth of Kala, Devan and Qiara's relationship has become increasingly familiar. Devan was always there in every important moment of Kala and Qiara, while Qiara always encouraged Devan to continue training his legs.

“Qiara, wear the hat later you overheat. Summer weather in Australia can be very stinging.”

Devan gave Qiara a wide hat.

“Thanks!”

“Buna, Kala want to play running around there,” pinta Kala while handing over the glass and mouthwash with the back of his hand.

“Don’t play too far, okey.”

“No worries, Bunna!”

Qiara watched Kala who was busy jumping up and down chasing butterflies.

“Qiara, mmmm I can ask you something?”

With a questioning look Qiara turned her head towards Devan who was sitting next to her.

“Tumben smooth, usually continuity.”

Devan chuckles.

“It has been almost three years, do you have the intention of mmm ... establish .. mmmm relationship?”

“Not yet, Dev. I loved someone so much that I was hurt so deeply. Until now I still feel the pain but also miss him very much at the same time.”

“You ... You still love him? After all this time?” Devan bit his lip.

Qiara nodded, her eyes again looking at Kala who was now playing football.

“Buna look, Kala can make a banana kick!” The agile boy kicked hard then proudly looked towards his mother.

“Great Time!”

Kala was the only one who could treat Qiara's longing for Thoriq. More and more, the two-year-old boy is more and more similar to the father he has never met.

Even the little habits of Thoriq declined in Kala. Like his father, Kala likes to make people laugh with his behavior. Thoriq is a serious person at work, so too Kala if he has started an eating activity he will complete.

Devan didn't take his eyes off the hooded woman next to him. There was a desire to protect, to love, to have her every time she was with Qiara.

The man did not know how Qiara felt to him, but now he knew that in the heart of the woman there was still someone else.

“Uncle Jeremy!” Shouted Kala looking at the blond-haired and blue-eyed man the road was approaching.

Qiara and Devan turned. Devan grunted in annoyance. Jeremy's presence clearly disturbs his cooperation with Qiara and Kalandra.

“Hey Kiddo,” greet Jeremy while glancing at Devan with a gaze full of competition.

“Uncle have bought the ticket?”

“Kala, Buna will buy the ticket if the counter is open.”

“No worries yesterday after calling Kala, I immediately bought a ticket to the zoo. But yes that I bought the ticket only three,” said Jeremy while glancing triumphantly at Devan.

Devan was doomed to follow Qiara's plan to buy tickets at the counter. Jeremy looked back and then he got up.

“Kala, that painting kiosk is open, you wanted, right?”

“Yeay! Buna I bought a cookie with Uncle Devan. Buna wait here with Uncle Jeremy, yes.”

“Oh no, Qiara follow yuk. Jer, you are here guarding the goods, yes,” Devan said while helping Qiara get up. Now replace Jeremy grunt annoyed.

“Jer, follow, just mats and food, no need to be taken care of.”

“Eh no, who knows there is tapir later. Please yes, Jer, we will be a long time in the shop,” said Devan origin then took Kala while once again glancing at Jeremy triumphantly.

“There was a tapir in the middle of Sidney, Uncle,” Kala chuckled at Devan's answer.

“Buna cement Uncle Jeremy aja, abis from the painting kiosk I want to play a game, yes, right Uncle Devan?”

Qiara smiled, again the habit of Thoriq who likes to manage downhill to his son.

“Dev, I'll be with Jeremy, I'll follow you and Kala.”

Jeremy's eyes immediately sparkled.

“Okay Kala and Devan, you guys have fun,” sincerely said it to Kala but winked one eye at Devan.

Devan who was about to retaliate was forced to undo the intention because Kala was already impatient and took him to the painting stall.

“Jer, help me get food into the basket.”

With the movement slowed down, Jeremy helped Qiara. Sometimes repeatedly asking stupid questions just to be alone for longer with Qiara.

“Jer, the cake should not be entered directly. Taro tupperware first.”

“Oh well, I can't think yes.”

“Cold drink taro in cool box only do not in the basket. Kok snack even in cool box.”

Jeremy silently smiled, as the owner of the cafe of course he understood very well how to store food.

“Oh my God, how silly am I.” Then repeat the simple work that should have been completed since.

“Involuntarily, yes?” Seloroh Qiara while throwing a tissue at Jeremy.

“Heh do not litter carelessly, the fine is big,” reply Jeremy while picking up tisue, his heart is flowery.

In a more serious voice, Qiara said, “Jer, I changed your money to buy tickets. Sorry my son is troubling you.”

“No need. Please Qiara, I can buy you tickets. Even if you know early to Sidney, I can drop off.”

“Makasi, Jer. Had indeed wanted to be alone, kept Devan calling, Kala who picked up. You know my son told me straight from A to Z. Really onion.”

“Kayak you really,” chirps Jeremy responded.

“Iih I did not bring, again.” Qiara thumped lips. Jeremy had to turn to restrain himself. For her Qiara is an independent woman but at the same time adorable.

“Jer, let me change your money yes,” persuade Qiara who does not want to owe.

“Bby, but I treat you to dinner, yes.” Jeremy glancing naughty.

“When?”

“You want? Later tonight, yuk. I know halal French restaurants are really good.”

“Take Kala and Devan?”

Jeremy grunts, “Ya is not, Kala titipin Devan aja.”

“I don't want to leave Kala, Jer.”

Qiara was carrying a picnic basket while Jeremy was carrying a cool box and walking towards the painting stall.

“Then it will be right back to Melbourne, yes.”

Qiara smiled then said, “Thanks for the ticket. I will transfer to you as soon as possible.”

Jeremy's nose kempis holds back the bliss that enslaves. He had loved Qiara since he first met at the cafe. Qiara had just arrived in Australia and started his own struggle.

Qiara is not a woman in general. He is gentle but has a strong will. Supel but has a principle in making friends.

Kala's birth further fascinated Qiara. A young mother who fights for her child. After all Qiara will be there to guard and raise Kala. Alone.

“Buna!” A little boy greeted his mother by running around.

“Uncle Devan won me a car-turn in a ball throwing game. Only one time throw when it hit all.” Kala told a passionate story.

“Ya later Uncle Jeremy also won another for Kala, yes.”

Devan took a picnic basket from Qiara.

“We taro in my car only, so Qiara doesn't mind carrying a basket.”

“In my car it's okay too, Dev. Later if you cape, I can kok between them,” said Jeremy relaxed.

Devan glared as Jeremy lifted his weakness. Although he can walk, but doctors advise Devan not to walk too far. He often rested his feet.

Jeremy chuckles wins.

“Devan you cape? I can get you a break, Kala can go to the aquarium with Uncle Jeremy.”

“I want the same Buna.” He immediately pouted at the idea of his mother. His hands are folded to the chest. His mouth throttled, his forehead wrinkled.

“Iya Yes, Kala sama Buna. Want to eat ice cream, right? It's good to eat cookies with ice cream. All Uncle Devan rest, we will enter later together.”

Kala nodded in agreement, then hugged her mother.

“Just when you want to be with Buna.”

Qiara ruffled her son's hair that was beginning to get wet with sweat.

The two men finally agreed that Jeremy would drive Qiara and Kala to the hotel because his car was parked closer.

They both walked there.

“So .. start to make a move on Qiara, eh?” Devan asked with a stale face.

“Sama kayak you. Why try all the way to Sydney.”

Devan looked back at Qiara who was holding Kala on the bench. The two-year-old enjoyed a moment with his mother.

“Hai, beware nubruk pole, I will not help,” said Jeremy. His heart was jealous to see Devan's gaze towards Qiara and Kala.

“Haish,” reply Devan no less ketus.

The two men rushed back after storing the picnic equipment. Kala was impatient. Qiara stroked her son's chest to spread out. Repeatedly hiding laughter seeing the expression of his son. It's like Thoriq if you're impatient.

“Buna gemesh equals Kala.” Qiara weedumi cheeks her son's padlocks. Kala smiled at her mother and then pouted back to see Devan and Jeremy approaching.

“Let’s go get some ice cream,” he said while descending from Qiara's lap and then pulling his hand to the ice cream shop.

It was a happy day for Qiara and Kala. The endless variety of marine fauna made the little boy stumble, prance, and laugh with pleasure.

Qiara taught how God is the Creator. How diverse the marine flora with their respective forms and characteristics.

Devan took Kala to see the turtles when someone called him, “Daddy?”

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