
“Mama why is Papa crying?“ asked Karin plain to her mother.
“E.. Maybe because Papa was not invited to take photos on the stage.“ said Kania pointed to the stage of the wedding decoration mimicking the sound of a child.
Karin laughs. “Papa like a child.“ exclaimed Karin glanced at her papa. Permadi developed a forced smile towards her little daughter.
Invitational guests slowly began to climb onto the stage, greeting the bride and groom who had been legally valid a few hours ago. Congratulating the two, Fafa who had yawned since earlier in his father's sling. Arshaka asks Firman's father to take Fafa from his carrier.
“Dad, Fafa is sleepy so that mother who put Fafa to sleep.“ Arshaka told his father.
“Iya. Poor Fafa he's exhausted dad will ask mom to look after Fafa.“ Firman grabbed the body of his grandson's gemstone.
For some reason Fafa suddenly refused his offer of an opinion, his once sleepy eyes turned back into a bright twinkle.
“Fafa, dear bobo same opa, oma yes, son?“ persuade the Word to carry the body of Fafa.
“Darling not to be bobo?“ Nadia scratches her son's hair. Fafa shook his head while rubbing both of his eyes.
“Nmobile. Fafa wants to be here with the same father mother.“ reject Fafa a little whining spoiled on his father's neck.
“Ya, already here let father carry Fafa again.“ he said while greeting invited guests who are a little trouble justifying the position of Fafa's body.
“May I carry Fafa, Doctor sir?“ The voice of the middle-aged woman suddenly, after greeting the guest who had descended from the stage. The age is not much different from the mother Maya and her aunt Hanna.
“Mama Dita?!“ nadia was shocked.
“Iya, Nadia. It's mama.“ replied mama Dita crying hugging Nadia rubbing the back of the woman who used to be his son's wife.
“Of course you can, Ma. Mama can carry Fafa. Until whenever Fafa is still a grandson of mama's blood meat mama too, because Mas Permadi is still his papa.“ said Tania Nadia crying in her arms Dita mama.
“Im sorry mom, Nadia. Mama has___“
“Whose father is he?“ ask Fafa to his father. Mama Dita turned her head towards Fafa smilingly rubbing her wet cheeks.
“This is Oma Dita darling. Oma's Fafa and this is opa Sapto, Opanya Fafa's too. Here's the same darling of Dita! Oka Kangeeenn once wanted to hug Fafa.“ the boy just glanced at the oma and his opanya alternately after hearing the narration of the two people he had just seen.
A foreigner? Yes, it feels very foreign to the boy at the age of five and a half. Fafa just scratched his head turning his face to hug his father's neck.
“Honey!“ call Mama Dita and Sapto together.
“Honey! Those are our families. Mother's family is also Fafa's father do not be afraid because their home is far away so we rarely meet.“ persuaded Arshaka seduce Fafa to want to be carried by oma as well as his real op.
Oma Dita was crying again looking at her husband. “Patience, Mah! This is the first day Fafa saw us here after that event.“ Sapto clasped his wife's palm.
“Honey, Fafa remember the message of mother and mother teacher? If anyone says hello, what should we do?“
“Should answer.“ said Fafa with his voice that was almost slow.
“Now Fafa greet oma Dita, and opa Sapto! They are not other people dear but our family as the father said.“ explained Nadia at length to make her son understand. Fafa glanced at his father, Arshaka indicated both his eyes at Fafa.
“Oma, Opa!“ fafa said in the end.
“Iya, darling this is Oma and Opa, Nak.“ they said. Sapto grabs Fafa's body from Arshaka's sling, making the man, the doctor's name, teary.
Didn't expect that his marriage to Nadia would bring his wife to his former family.
“Thank you doctor, have allowed us to meet with our grandchildren.“ Sapto said smiling happily.
“You can meet your grandchildren whenever you want. Isn't that right, ssayang?“ look at Arshaka wrapping his hands around his wife's waist. Nadia nodded back looking at her husband.
“Nadia, Congratulations on your marriage.“ said Permadi and his wife awkwardly. Congratulations to the woman who had been his wife for almost three years.
Nadia put her hands together in front of her chest. “Thanks Mas Permadi, Kania!“ nadia smiled awkwardly.
Kania nodded forcefully returning Nadia's smile, Glancing at her husband teasing Fafa.
“Are you tired baby?“ tanya Arshaka saw the tired face of his wife who stood long enough to greet guests.
“Iya. It seems I am tired, “ replied Nadia.
“Sit down, baby open your shoes! I'll massage your feet,“ pinta Arshaka grabs his wife's shoulder.
“But Mas__“ his rebuttal saw people around him.
“Why dear? Quiet again too. Or are you ashamed?“ goda Arshaka menoel wife's tiny nose.
Suddenly Permadi's heart slipped to see the intimacy of his ex-wife with her husband, which occurred on the stage who was massaging Nadia's legs.
Regretted? Perhaps that is what Permadi is currently feeling, seeing the happiness and intimacy of Nadia and Arshaka who are much happier. Unlike her old self who only gave her injuries and sorrow to Nadia.
“You why mas, envious to see them?“ ask Kania to the stage.
“What the hell are you Kania? Even so childish gini.“ scolding Permadi stepped up to his two children who were playing.
Fafa and Karin also began to get along with her papa's family. Likewise with Firman and his wife mingle chatting with the Sapto family.