THE SECOND MARRIAGE
IN PECAT???

Fadila and the others were currently sitting down for dinner in their apartment.

Anan ate ravenously until his mouth was smitten. Not only the mouth, but the two cheeks puffed up there is also rice and small vegetables attached there.

"Don't eat Buna's food, son?" Ask Anan.

Anan nodded while chewing, the boy also occasionally wagged his legs. Sometimes his head is swayed to the right and left as a form of his joy.

"Anan, don't eat it." Fadila warns Anan not to do much while eating.

But the boy did not listen and still did as he pleased.

"Let's go, Fa. Tired of you advising him, it won't work." Dwi looked at Anan who just did the thing he loved while eating.

"Yes, Fa. What matters is that he wants to eat." Sinta followed up talking.

"Easy-easy big later he is not so," said Fadila.

"Yes, not that. It's that she's expressing her happiness because my cooking is so good." Proud to love himself.

"It seems like every sitting alone, Anan will be so deh. Anyone cooking? He will do so when eating, even though it has been often in nasehati."

Sinta who was proud of herself became sullen to hear Dwi's true speech.

"Don't fall for the adek feeling that's soaring up, Bang. Sick tofu in giniin." Sinta put her rice in her mouth with a sad face.

"That's why if you soar, don't get high, Deck. Because there's no such thing as a fall it's delicious, what else falls up." Dwi looked at Sinta mockingly.

"When it goes up, it flies its name." Fadila looked at her two friends.

"Cut down? how to cut it, Mi?" Anan responded to her mother's words when she heard a word that was of interest to her.

"Nobody is flying. Eaten already?" Anan nodded.

On the boy's plate there was still a little leftover food scattered.

Fadila stood up from her seat and grabbed a tissue. On the lap moss and both cheeks Anan gently until clean.

Afterwards the body of the boy I was serving contained it in the lift towards the sink.

"Ail, ail, ail." Anan even plays the water that is removed from the tap.

"Wash his hands." Fadila held onto both of Anan's hands and rubbed with soap.

"Main ail, Mi. I want to play ail" said Anan when his hands are held by Fadila.

"It's been a long time, son. Don't play water again, you'll catch your wind."

"Anin's badger? Why bica macuk?" Anan asked in curiosity.

"Because Anan plays water at night."

"You play ail, Mi." Whine at the boy with his pouting face.

"Late next week we go to the water boom. Anan, you can play water all over there." Dwi came with dirty dishes and bowls.

"Now, Ma. I want to play ail kids," said Anan enthusiastically.

Anan already understood if he was promised something by his three mothers. But the boy will win the next day, not the weekend. Because Anan did not understand the promised time.

"Don't play a lot of water, you'll drown." Sinta scares Anan.

Anan who had been carried by Fadila to be taken away from the kitchen looked at Sinta's astonishment.

"Mi, what's elelam?" Polos Anan turned to look at Fadila.

Fadila smiled with a faint smile at her son's innocent gaze.

"You're so excited, son." In his kiss all over Anan's face until the boy laughed amusedly.

"Drowning means that Anan can't go back on land." Fadila explained briefly.

"Why'd ndak bica go up, Mi?" Ask Anan.

"Because the water is deep" said Fadila.

"That night, what?" Fadila sighed hearing another question from her son.

Not not not wanting to answer, Anan will just go back to asking other things later.

"Mi!" Anan called out to the silent Fadila.

"Ah, in that it can't be reached." Fadila answered just that.

"Why not bica dangcau?"

Huh ...

Dwi and Sinta who had just come from the kitchen carrying snacks could only giggle amusedly. Anan has always been a comfort to them with all his mannerisms and sayings.

"Mama's with Buna, got this." Dwi and Sinta put a snack on the carpet that became the base.

"You, you want." Anan forgot his question and approached the snack on the plate.

Fadila is just a head bus ageleng just look at the behavior of his son.

"Patience, Fa. Your child is intelligent and his curiosity is high. I'm sure, Anan will be a successful person later. And I think, maybe Anan will be a great architect or painter." Dwi nodded her head with what she thought.

"Why can you think of that?" Ask Sinta.

"Because Anan is good at drawing, it can already be made into an image that he will become a painter or architect." Dwi Sure.

"But that can't be made a benchmark too times, Dwi." Sinta did not accept Dwi's opinion.

"Well, trus fits so what?" Tanya Dwi looked at her two friends.

"Importantly he can be himself and never look down on others. Big and humble soul." Fadila smiled at Anan who was still busy eating snacks while watching cartoons to his tribe.

"If it is clear dong," said Dwi and Sinta simultaneously.

They sat together to accompany Anan watching tv. While chatting together remembering their college days.

"Oh yes, Fa. Next month we should go back to Indo together too." Fadila looked at Sinta with her brows furrowed.

"Why?" Ask.

"And in 2 months of my marriage, you must accompany me to prepare everything." Dwi asked Fadila a question.

"Trus company how about we stay that long?" Fadila looked at her two friends.

"Bang Riki, have prepared a reliable replacement. You just have to accept the money later, without having to bother working. Papa said you just have to take good care of Anan." Sinta conveyed her papa's message.

Fadila silence. Indeed, after she gave birth, the company that is now in her club was given papa Vian for her as a gift for the birth of Anan.

What's more is that the company began to stabilize because of the diligence Fadila worked while pregnant. Papa Vian unhesitatingly gave the company to his adopted son.

"Come, Fa. It's been a while since we've been here, it's time for you to relax and enjoy the fruits of your hard work." Dwi persuaded Fadila who was convinced he was hesitating.

"Yes, Fa. We have to go back and let the company in the management of Riki bang man. Later we can also come here again to monitor if you want." Sinta persuaded.

"Alright, it's time for Anan to know the country of his mother's birth." Fadila who could not resist.

Dwi and Sinta smiled happily because they could return to their home countries. Although Fadila still feels lazy to return, but for the sake of his best friend he will come along.

"Mommy, bobok." Anan approached Fadila as he rubbed his two heavy eyes.

Fadila lifts Anan's body into his arms to take him to the room.