The Last Love of My Life
Gathering

Ana is the pseudonym of Nadhira, since she gave birth to Kinara, she changed her name to Ana. Not feeling the time so quickly passed, now Kinara set the age of 10 years, and became a beautiful little girl.

"Uhukk.. What is this storm?" Ask a middle-aged woman who looks sick.

"Kinara's making trouble again, ma'am. Whether how many times we have been protested by the surrounding community, this 1 month has been up to 50 people who came to the garage because of Nara, either there will be more or how later. Long time whole will protest to us later," said Ana upset.

"Be patient, his name is also a child, son. You also have experienced that time, right? Slowly Kinara land will also understand by itself later," said Bu Siti.

"Always defend Nara,"

"Mama can't get angry, you'll get old soon." Little Kinara.

"Who's teaching you that?" Ask Ana.

"Tante Siska," answered Kinara plainly.

"When is Auntie doing that? Why is Aunt being wronged anyway?" Siska Protest.

"Siska, what did you teach my son?"

"Sister can not be angry angry, later high blood loh. That's what Kinar is, not what you said before,"

"Eh, I forgot, Tan. Sorry Kinar yes because the dialogue is wrong" said Kinara.

"Obout, it will be fixed again, huh? We're gonna make your mom angry again,"

"Ready Aunt,"

The niece of the same Tantenya also makes Ana look very dizzy, no longer know what she will say when both of them are conspiring like that. Kinara often made Ana angry, even Kinara listened to Siska's words more than she did.

"Mama, Nara go first huh, da...." Said Kinara while rushing out of the house.

"Where are you going? Mama's not done talking!" Ana asked with a slight yell at the child.

"You play! It will be followed by her scolding, Ma!" Shouted Kinara while running away.

"This kid is right,"

Seeing that only made Ana shake her head, it was really the child who made her high blood. While Siska only chuckled softly watching the departure of the little Kinara.

"Already, Brother. Kinara is my best," Siska said, causing Ana to glare.

"Look, Mom. It makes no difference with Rifki, just as can not be arranged and stubborn, playing away so. I don't think I've ever heard my words" Ana complained to Ms. Siti.

"His name is also his son, son. Of course he looks like his father, if he looks like someone else who is serious. Surely his mother used to be like that too, then went down to her son," said Bu Siti.

"No ma'am, only Rifki is as naughty as that, even my words have never been heard by him. Why is Kinara just like her anyway, there's nothing similar to me,"

"Patience, that naughty little boy is perfectly natural. If you're quiet, that's what you have to take to a psychologist,"

Lady Lady was just chuckling softly when she saw Ana who was as upset as that, without Kinara and Ana in their lives, it would probably feel lonely and not like this. Moreover, Siska who has not been trusted momongan, 5 years ago, Siska married a young man but her husband is now living far from Siska.

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A man was busy focusing on driving, behind the man was a man who was like the Great Lord, with a black suit attached to his body. While the man is now focusing on his phone, it seems that his work is so piled up that it makes him have to work even though he is still in the car.

Not long after, the voice of the man's mobile phone that was driving sounded and it immediately made him rush to receive incoming calls on the screen of the phone. When he just lifted it, the voice of a woman immediately shouted to make the man very surprised.

"Hallo baby, what's on this phone?" Ask a guy over his phone.

"Beliin martabak dong, your son wants to eat martabak in my stomach," said a woman from across the street through the phone.

"But I'm still working, baby, I'll go home from work and I'll buy a lot. I also just left for work, baby, not good with Young Master later,"

"The potential now, how about your son Ileran later? Ask permission first, anyway want it now ya have to now."

"Yes yes, I drove my employer first yes, then I bought it right away. Wait for me at home, don't go anywhere before I come,"

"Okay, wait for soon."

The man who was driving was immediately disconnected his phone, when he was about to put his phone down, arrived a small child passed in front of his car. Instantly, the man immediately braked suddenly to make a man behind him hit on the back of the chair in front of him.

"Can you drive anyway?" Asked the man regretfully because his body was bumped against a chair while rubbing his swab slowly.

"Sorry Rif, there's a little boy who crossed the street without seeing it arrive, so I have to brake suddenly like this earlier" said the man feeling guilty.

"You hit a kid, Bay?" Asked the man while widening his eyes.

"It's a good thing the balloons got bumped, Rif."

"We're seeing him now,"

"Good Rif."

Both of them rushed to get out of the car to see the child who was hit. Fortunately, the child had not been hit by his car, but the child was crying because he reflexed to fall to make his palm hurt.

"Oh my God, you don't, son?" The man helped the little boy stand up again.

"You want to cross the road see first, if hit by how? Om can deal with the police because of you, this highway is not a child's toy. If I hit who's bothered?" Omel the man to the little girl.

"Already, Bay. Do not be angry at him like that, you are also wrong because you use playing hp, you should talk more subtly with small children. Don't scold her like this,"

"Sorry, Rif. Let this kid not have that kind of urgency, let alone this isn't his area to play run."

"Not so how to tell a child who is right, instead of obeying later he was afraid again. What if she's traumatized?"

"Yes sorry, Rif. I was released,"

"Next time do not repeat, before scolding others, correct yourself whether it is right or wrong. Even though he's a child, never underestimate them because of age,"

"Yes Rif, I'll always remember that."

The two men are Bayu and Rifki, 1 year ago Bayu was married to a woman named Laras, both of whom also met at a company event owned by Rifki, and now his wife is pregnant with her 3-month-old son.

Rifki rubbed the child's back gently to calm him down, but the child was still crying sobbing. Inexplicably, Rifki felt something different from the child in front of her, as if she felt heartache when she saw the child crying. The boy was about 10 years old according to Rifki, but Rifki felt so close to him.

"Sorry Om, huh? On purpose, don't cry? Later Om will be angry at this Om temen, because it has nagged you earlier. Oh really sorry, " said Rifki.

"My hand hurts, Om. Hiks. hiks.. " The boy whined as he saw his injured but not too severe hand, and the blood came out even a little.

"God, you could get hurt like this. Must have been asphalt?"

"Yes Om, hiks.. My hands hurt,"

"Let's treat it first, huh? Don't cry, the beauty will be gone, you know,"

"Yes Om,"

The little girl rubbed her tears violently, the way she wiped the tears instantly made her remember about Nadhira. He then invited the little boy to get into his car, he immediately pulled out a P3K box to treat the wound that was on the hand of the little girl.

"Whose name, son?" Ask Rifki.

"Nara? Nice name, pretty like the guy."

"Mama's word that name is a gift from someone," Kinara said as she rubbed her snot out with the back of her hand.

"May you know your mother's name, son?"

"My name is Ana, Om. What's the matter, Om?" Ask Kinara curiously.

"No papa, maybe Om knew your Mama, son. It's a lot of them here,"

"Oh like that? Do you know my mom?"

"Okay, Om is also forgetful. But Om never had a friend named Ana,"

"That means Om's not my Mama's friend,"

"Maybe,"

Rifki does not know that the little boy in front of her is her own son who has been looking for, with painstakingly Rifki treating the wound of the child. Even Rifki does not know that the Ana in question is his own wife, who is disguising her identity.

"Om sick," complained Kinara when the medicine in Rifki's hands began to touch his wound.

"Om blow, let it go,"

Rifki also blew the wound on Kinara's hand, making Kinara feel more pain than before. After that, Rifki also put the handsaplass on the hand of the child after giving him medicine.

"Nara's hands aren't you, Om? Mama must be mad if you know Nara is hurt, Mama doesn't like to see Nara hurt, Om. Nara's hand isn't papa, is it? Not cut, right?"

"It can't be cut, son. It's just a small wound, slowly the land will heal itself later," Rifki chuckled softly at Kinara's speech.

How could such a small wound make the little girl's hand amputated. Seeing Rifki smiling makes Bayu feel relieved, all this time Rifki never showed his smile to anyone.

Since the departure of Nadhira, Rifki continues to look moody and often locked himself in his room. He does not like to be disturbed by anyone, even his own parents. However, meeting with Kinara at this time, made the smile that had been lost for many years come back.

"Om serious, right? Nara's hand won't be cut, will it? Nara's scared, Om."

"No way, son. Nara just hold the word, Om. If anyone dares to cut off Nara's hand, Nara says to Om. It'll be Om who will cut off their hands,"

"Said Mama, if hurt later will be cut the same doctor. You see, his father used to be my friend too, Om. He gets hit by a car and his hand has to be cut off by a doctor, so Nara is scared, Om. What if Nara's hand is cut off? Nara ngak can jajan again dong, continued Nara ngak can make Mama angry again later," Kinara so innocent that made Rifki chuckle.

"Don't Mama Nara like to be angry?"

"Yes Om, he likes Nara. But Grandma same Aunt always good and belain Nara, Even Mama will be homelin same Grandma, if she ngomelin Nara."

"Tell her Mama, don't get angry Ma, you'll get creased, is that it?"

"The word Aunty ngak that Om, said Auntie like this, do not get angry yes, Ma. It'll be high blood, man,"

Hearing that instantly made the two laugh, Kinara and Rifki immediately laughed together. Talking with the newly met child also makes Rifki feel cool, even Kinara was comfortable joking with a figure like Rifki.

"Your desk is right, son. Just say so, let's not get angry continue with Nara,"

"Om good is also the same as Mama huh, Om? How can you teach Nara that?"

"Yes, Om was a kid, so naughty, Nara. Until Mama Om hit Om hard with a broom until it broke in two,"

"Keep Om crying? Mama never hit Nara,"

"Yes crying in the corner,"

Both of them laughed again, whether what made them laugh, it was just a simple story but was able to make both of them laugh. Kinara is no different from Rifki, indeed because the relationship between the two is his son and father.

"Akhs.. Nara's hand is back in pain, Om." Nara complained because her hands were sore.

"Here let Om blow again,"

Rifki also grabbed Kinara's tiny hand, he blew it slowly. Kinara, who had never been injured, made her unable to endure the pain, and it immediately made Kinara feel sad again because of the pain she felt.

"Om, Nara's hand can't be cut, right? Nara was afraid that Nara would never have another hand,"

"No boy, how can it be cut? Just get a small wound,"

"But Nara was afraid of his hand like Nara's father, Om. He also got hit by a car like Nara earlier,"

"That's a different case, son. Nara ngak's hand may be cut the same doctor, which there will be diobatin the same doctor,"

"Nara did not want to see a doctor, Om only ngobatin Nara, Nara was afraid."

"Yes, Om the medicine."

"Thank you Om,"

"Other times if the heart goes, huh? Many vehicles that pass by here, do not play run recklessly. Afraid it will hit again, later Nara's own pain, right?" Rifki said patiently to the boy.

"Sorry Nara huh, Om? Next time Nara promises not to play in the street again,"

"Pinter's son," Rifki ruffled Kinara's hair randomly because of his anxiety.

Kinara was happy when Rifki did that to her, Kinara who never got affection from her father was happy. Kinara felt very happy when she met Rifki, let alone Rifki who looked good to her.

"Can Nara call Om Om good? Because Om is so good with Nara,"

"By, Son. Want to take you home?"

"No, Om. Nara's house is near here anyway, thank you Om for ngobatin Nara,"

"Same beautiful,"

"Nara go home first, huh, Om? Afraid Mama's waiting for Nara, because Nara played too long,"

"All right,"

Kinara rushed to leave the car, running around quietly while humming softly. As if the little girl was now feeling very happy, I don't know what made her that way.

"Rif, we're 15 minutes late" Bayu said, looking at the watch wrapped around his wrist.

"Then let's go, before the meeting gets late."

"Okay, Rif."

Bayu also immediately closed the car door with a button, the car that opened before was immediately closed immediately. After that, the car drove away from the place.

"Why did you suddenly ask her what her mother's name was, Rif?"

"That kid reminds me of Dhira, Bay. I don't know why I felt so close to the boy, that I became curious and wanted to know his mother's name."

"Maybe you miss Nadhira too much, Rif. So you feel that the child is your child, but her mother's name is Ana not Nadhira."

"You're right, Bay. I don't know where he is at the moment, I hope they're okay,"