
A year later.
Tini's second child was named Bumi Pangestu Wibisono. Also a prince. Tini remains queen in her home. Stay the most beautiful and stay the most chatty. He still works in the Cahaya Mas Group and Pak Joko has not been retired to look after his two children. The two two-year-old and one-year-old baby boys are getting sticky with their mbah.
“Come, here are both baths. We're getting ready to go to Bulik Dijah's house. Mom is ready for her clothes. Let the father use it," said Tini, pulling a bench and undressing his children one by one.
Saturday afternoon on the last Sunday, Mr. Joko went to the village to see his house and visited the tomb of Puput. The rooster died three days ago. At the end of his life, Puput did not want to eat and a lot of pensive. Mr. Joko had just booked his bus ticket when he got word from his friend that Puput was found dead in his cage.
Because long time no return to the village and as an expression of condolences for Puput, Tini asked his father to rest for a while and he took leave during his father in the village.
At first Mr. Joko did not want to leave Banyu and Earth. But, Wibi equip his father-in-law with a lot of souvenirs to share with members of the association of cock lovers who have helped keep Puput. Wibi also equip his father-in-law with a lot of pocket money for fun.
Joko finally wants to. Although leaving with a heavy heart to release his two grandchildren.
While Dayat, has entered its final year in college. The young man had just turned twenty-four and was busy completing the final task.
Tini and Wibi had both prepared their two sons to be brought to visit the house of the Colonized. It was the first time they had been left behind by Mr Joko since they had a child.
“Mas ... Banyu has finished this,” exclaim Tini, call Wibi. One hand held Banyu's hand whose body was wrapped in a towel. The Earth is still in the bucket.
“Father come ...,” exclaim Wibi from room direction. Wibi appears and immediately lifts Banyu off the doormat of the foot. Holding the two-year-old baby in a position like a plane heading for a room.
“Wear diapers, right, Tin?” Wibi asked again to be sure.
“Iya, Mas. Wear diapers,” replied Tini while soaking the body of the Earth. “If I put the new holster, Mas,” connect Tini slowly.
Three minutes later. “Tin, what color Banyu pants? The big one, huh?” ask Wibi again.
“That item, Mas. Yes, which is rather large,” replied Tini again. “Eh, but there are his father's pants there too. Hopefully his son is not used that one, yes,” muttered Tini alone.
A little while later Tini carried the Earth from the bathroom. Upon arrival in the room he finds Banyu like a sugar donut and his black pants full of powder.
“Kok, kayak gini, Mas?” tini asked, looking at Banyu who immediately shot out of the room when the door opened.
Wibi grin, “They can't be brake, Tin.”
At four o'clock in the afternoon they arrived in front of the house. Wibi holds the Earth with her other hand carrying a small bag of baby gear. Tini took Banyu with her other hand carrying one plastic snack and another plastic containing gifts for her newborn son.
“Inget, you know. Don't climb. This is Mom's house. Not the playground. We're gonna see a baby brother. So, don't scream.” Tini lowered her head to talk to Banyu who was being held by her.
Banyu who was wawanti his mother was seen nodding a sign of understanding. Wibi pressed the bell behind the fence wall. The door opened, and Mima was in the doorway.
“Dad .. no Budhe. I can't open the fence, heavy,” said Mima from the front door.
The tattered embers came from inside and immediately greeted the fence. “Oh, there is Banyu and Earth,” exciting Bara. “Masuk—in, others have not come. Maybe in a minute,” again.
“Hey, there's Banyu. Yuk, play with Mas to Dalem,” invite Dul who appears from inside because he heard the crowd at home. Dul extends his hand to Banyu and is greeted by the toddler. “Earth isn't all?” dul asked, teasing the Earth that was a henchman in Wibi's sling.
“Earth let it be just like his father, Mas Dul. Which mother?” ask Tini.
“Mother in tv room, Budhe. I've been waiting from earlier,” explained Dul, holding Banyu to go inside.
Tini walked straight towards the television viewing room. While Wibi sat in the living room while holding the Earth that did not want to come down from the sling. Bara sits with Wibi in the living room with Mima busy showing her new toy on Yutub channel.
“Mbak Mima what grade school?” ask Wibi.
“I'm soon SD,” said Mima, sneering prides herself.
“Children SD no one else whines for toys,” said Bara, twisting the ends of Mima's hair that was struggling in her lap.
“We came ... we came ...”
The sound from the front of the fence was heard again. Bara lifted Mima up and rose towards the fence. Asti and Bayu arrive riding motorcycles with their two-year-old daughter. Boy also arrived by motorcycle. Followed by Mak Robin who piggybacked his son.
“Wah, it's complete. Come on, get in. Budhe Tini already in dalem,” said Bara, let all his guests in.
The television room, which was heavily carpeted, once again became a place where they gathered and exchanged stories.
“Whose nickname, Jah?” tanya Boy, rubbing the hair of the baby boy who is on my lap Seized.
“The call is Ibra,” replied Colonized. “Ganteng, no, Pakde?” tanya Sejah, looked at the face of her youngest son.
“Robin where was it, Mak?” ask Asti.
“Go to Dul's room,” replied Mak Robin. “On the road was noisy times his mouth. Mamak should be the one I'm shaking. I was SMP. My body is big, he said. Justjust stop. Kind of embarrassed times he kubonceng,” scolding Mak Robin.
“Udah big, Mak. I also do not feel Dul already first class Junior High School. I think only yesterday we were all busy with the preparation for the final exam. Tau-tau already SMP aja,” said Sejah.
“Caca, really, diem?” tanya Tini, looked at Asti's daughter who was sitting in her mother's lap.
“Suitable, Tin. Reasonable. His father and mother were calm, his son was calm. If your child is calm, we are all confused,” said Boy.
“Bingung why? That, Bumi anteng like his father.” Tini sneers at Boy.
“If Banyu, Mbak?” ask Asti.
Tini shook her head weakly.
“Definitely eleven twelve with her mammoth,” says Mak Robin.
“Banyu is cared for by Pak Joko and one college with Hidayat. It is hard to be left alone with her sister. Yesterday, ten minutes left with his sister who was sleeping. Her sister was colored. Banyu and Dayat laugh until tears come out.” Tini shook her head weakly.
“Next little girl, Tin? You will soon be home village. That question will surely exist,” said Sejah, giggling.
“No, Jah. I have an answer for that. I want to emulate two Indonesian Presidents who only have two sons. Wibi is no problem either. There were two of them he was grateful for. Same time,” says Tini.
“Betullah the. Same time. Follow people there is not enough,” said Mak Robin.
“Tetep aja it feels incomplete without girls,” said Boy with the intention of pumping Tini.
“Diem, Boy. This is a conversation for those who have a uterus,” Tini cetus. Boy immediately patted Tini's leg when he heard the remark.
Bara went into the family room and stood looking at all his friends. Wibi comes to the room and hands the Earth to Tini, then sits leaning against the wall. Bayu sat near Wibi, and was soon approached by his daughter.
“We eat malems together, huh? The menu is simple. How, Jah?” bara asked, crouching next to Dijah with Mima directly twitching behind his back.
“Iya. Can, Mas. Does Mbok Jum cook a lot?” tanya Sejah's.
“Mas pesen. Long time no get-together,” replied Bara.
That night, they gathered together and sat around exchanging stories about work, family and children who had been present among them.
“Ganteng, yes, Jah,” said Tini, looking at Ibrahim in the lap of the Sejah.
“I'm also beautiful,” said Mima who was in Tini's lap.
“You don't want to lose,” Tini told Mima. “Cute Budhe home, yes. Let Mother more concentration to care for baby sister,” take Tini to Mima.
“Do not. Later I cry,” replied Mima, pointing to Bara who was chatting with Wibi.
“Choose,” says Tini, pinching Mima's cheek plan.
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