THREE MEN AND THEIR PAST
Behavior of Little Children
"Then what should I do, Bi?" eliza asked as she looked at the woman who was currently sitting on the bed, where Eliza used to fall asleep. "I'm also confused what to do?"
The woman called Aunt smiled. His hand moved, stretched out and stopped at the back of Eliza's hand which was piled on the pillow that Eliza was holding. "If it may be aunt saranin, you follow Randi to the city. Accompany him to see your parents."
Eliza's eyes suddenly rounded, but a few seconds later she looked down and looked confused. "When you're in town, Bi?"
"Yes while you have the chance. Isn't this your chance, too, to prove that he's serious about not coming to the house people know you?" The aunt was still staring at the niece who was now looking back at her. "Are you not curious about your parents' news?"
"Yes curious, Bi," Eliza replied quietly.
"Yes then that, come along. Don't let you regret it if you never know what happened to your parents."
"Aunt ..." Eliza's sulk.
"Loh, what Auntie said is true, isn't it? We do not know how old we are in this world until how many years. As long as there is still a chance, why not use as well as good. Is this your parents. What's so bad, three-year-old parents didn't ask you about it, so you don't care about the old man's news either?"
"It's not like that, Bi."
"Well, continues? What's incriminating you?" Eliza could not answer either. "Use this opportunity. You and Randi are the same as meeting your parents so that you strengthen each other. You know for yourself, Uncle won't accompany you to see your father. You know for yourself what reason. Hence, this is your chance, Eliza." The young woman was silent with the thought of digesting the words of the aunt.
Same day, but in a different place.
"Mother, to Father's place," whined a child to his mother who was serving raw crackers buyers at the time.
"Yes later, Rey, there's a buyer. Don't fuss," replied the mother with all her patience to face the boy who had been whining earlier to ask her father's place.
"Reyhan wants to be the same father, Mom," whined the boy who kept following in his footsteps and took the crackers in the barn and brought them to the front of the house where someone was waiting.
"Rehyan, why?" ask Mr. Seno who was just returning from the market.
"Custom, Sir. Pengin the same father," Arimbi replied and then he put the cracker on top of another cracker. "Well, this is, Mom, four packs of doang?" arimbi asked the woman sitting on the porch.
"Here come, grandpa! This is grandpa bring jajan!" exclaimed Grandpa Seno as he stepped inside the house.
"Yes, Ma'am, four packs if everyone's practice is also grateful," said the mother as she rose from her seat and moved the crackers between her bikes. "Is it funny, Mom? Like my son. If it's the same father, his mother's not considered."
Arimbi then terernum, while Reyhan has now entered the house because in the lure imingin snack by Mr. Seno was when he returned from the market. "That's how it is, Mother. Sometimes I am jealous too. Same with his dad like that. Later when it's the same father, boro boro nyariin his mother."
"Hahaha .. same, Ma'am," said the woman while spending some money. "But how did I just hear Reyhan call me Dad's name, Ma'am?"
The buyer's question immediately made Arimbi wrong. The woman who has been a subscription for Bu Farida for quite a long time certainly knows the gossip about pregnant women who are in the house of Bu Farida.
"Sorry, you know, ma'am, I don't want to mention what?" the woman even became unwell because Arimbi was silent.
"Not what, Ma'am." Arimbi also developed a faint smile. "It just so happens that his father is in town."
"Oh, thank goodness," the buyer did not ask further because he felt bad. After making the payment, the woman left and shortly after Arimbi went inside.
"Huu, whose son is he? Fussy from earlier. Mulu's father is wanted," said Arimbi while pinching her cheek that looks adorable. Reyhan himself was busy eating pudding smpai belepotan. "later if your father goes home to the city, how, m Rey? You're gonna be fussy, aren't you?"
"Yes you go to town, Mbi. Rather than Reyhan fussing there is no cure," said Mr. Seno from the kitchen made Arimbi freeze and clap me.
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