The tangled thread at my wedding
Chapter 17's

This story is just the subtlety of the author. Sorry if there are any words that are less memorable...

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Sky POV

I went into my yard, after driving Dusk home. After this I will return to the hospital to monitor some of the patients who are still doing the re-control.

"Canterin who's Lang?" Ask Papa who has been sitting relaxed while enjoying a cup of coffee without sugar.

Papa suffers from blood madness so I do not allow him to drink coffee with sugar fortunately Papa according to his health can be maintained.

"Nganterin Pa's friend." I answered opening one batik button I was wearing.

"Would you go back to the hospital again?" Thick Papa

I nodded as I rolled up the arm of this elongated batik. Actually I do not really like to wear batik but because of the demands and the health of how else?

"Hiks Mother's... Mother."

My father and I were shocked when they heard the cry of the Star from the room crying out to the name of their Mother.

"What's that kid about?" Papa put the book down.

"Don't know Pa." Papa and I headed to the Star Room.

Mama also followed there. Especially their favorite stars. Sometimes I'm the one in the kids threshed by them. True said people, parents if they already have grandchildren love grandchildren more than their children.

"Star."

The three of us entered the Star Room with panicked faces. Moreover, the stars were sweating coldly.

"Gosh Lang, your son has a fever." Pekik Mom. She is a pediatrician, but she is retired

"Yes Ma. I'll take her to the hospital." I panicked too. Star of my soul mate.

"Mother hiks. Mother." The star was screaming to get out of bed.

"Son, don't come down. I'm here we go to the hospital, son." I said softly while wiping his sweaty forehead.

"Don't want the Stars to be with you. Stars to see Mother. Where's Mommy, Daddy? Why are you running again?" Isak Star.

"Wash Oma, it's the same Oma, baby let Oma check." Rayu Mama's.

"Don't want the stars to be like Mother." The stars keep on tearing.

"Lang, whose mother is it? Where did the stars meet her?" Ask Papa curious. My wife is dead and who is the Mother of the Stars? That must be Papa's mind.

I scratched my head that wasn't itchy. Answer what.

"A-anu that's Pa_."

"Dad, the Star wants to see Mommy, Dad. Mother where? Why are we leaving the stars again? Mother said she wanted to bobo while hugging the Star." The stars are crying hysterically.

"Lang, why are you so quiet? Helpin!" Omel Mom.

I took a long breath. It's so bad to see my son cry like this. Moreover, cold sweat drenched his forehead. I'm sure being wooed in the Planet's language the Stars won't. She would still tear and cry until her wish was fulfilled.

"Cup cup grandson Opa, want candy or play yuk with Opa we play romp." Excite Papa also followed the seduce.

"Wouldn't. The star wants to be like Mother, the hyx. Mother." I've guessed that using any language the stars won't want to be seduced.

I look at my son with pity. There's no other way but to bring Dusk here. Ahh I actually mind bringing someone's wife I could be accused of being a suitor later.

"Son." I smiled as I stroked my crying son's head "The star takes medicine first yes Nak same Oma, Dad pick up Mother." My persuasion.

"The stars follow." The ink on his face immediately sumringah when I said bring the woman here.

"Don't do it, son. The stars wait here. I promised you'd bring Mommy here." I smiled softly "You are the same Oma? If Bintang does not want to be examined as well as taking medicine, I also do not want to bring Mommy here!" I pursed my lips as if sulking so that he would truly believe me.

The star nodded obediently "Promise to bring Mother here?" Showing her little finger and asking me to make a pact.

"Yes Son." I welcome his finger "Yes Dad picked up Mommy huh. Take the medicine first. You're a great dad." I kissed the tip of his head.

After the Star calmed down me and Papa came out of the Star room. While the stars are cared for by Mama. Mama's field is indeed a children's specialist so she understands how to deal with children who are sulking like a Star. But it needs to be underlined that my son named the Sky Star is very difficult to persuade him. I'm just overwhelmed. Fortunately, the stars can still be wooed with frills I will bring Dusk here.

"Where are you going Lang?" Ask Papa who saw me take the car keys.

"You're picking up the Mother of the Stars." Reply origin. I went into the room for a while and changed clothes. Like I had to cancel the hospital.

"Whose Star is Lang?" Ask Papa confused

"Later Papa knew. I'm going to go Pa." My pump came out the door and into the car.

I saw Papa looking confused in front of the door while staring at my car away. Do not be surprised by Papa, even though he is old so the soul wants to be bigger than young people. Papa is a former Navy Captain and now retired. So Papa enjoys his old days at home with Mama and the Stars.

I took a deep breath while driving. What do people say I pick up people's wives?

But where is Dusk? Is he still at his father-in-law's house? Her house-in-law with the mess where she lives is not too far away but needs to ride a bulge to be able to quickly arrive.

"Maybe Dusk is still at her in-laws' house." I muttered while driving my car.

Damn I always forget to ask for the phone number. Actually not forgetting but because I dare not ask for it. Twilight is the wife of people, it can be fatal if Reza finds out later I was accused of seducing people's wives again.

I don't know how the Stars get so sticky with that woman named Dusk? Since the Star knows Dusk he changed a lot, but only met a few times. And every day the Star always asks Dusk to me, yes I answer just origin. Children like the Stars do have such a big curious soul.

"Alley." Mumbles.

Honestly, the name of Dusk is a name that is so unique and somehow his personality because I do not know him far and like his name is not foreign, I once read a novel by a writer under the pen name Dusk. What is Dusk? But impossible, seen from any side Dusk does not reflect a writer in the least.

Seriate.....

We move to Mas Langit first yaaa.

Don't forget your support, my dear....