
CHAPTRE 2
Eve this morning is still too cold even though time has shown seven in the morning. Mikasa reluctantly woke up, curled up in a blanket of her tone was still uncomfortable after what happened yesterday the day after. Even so, he should realize if there are two sweet toddlers waiting for him with a chin-backed with one of them in a tangled face bear the annoyance.
“When Mommy wakes up?” asked one of them, the Bungsu Jaladri was impatient. Glanced at his twin brother who was born seven minutes more than him.
“In a minute, Ok!” answer the Eldest Jaladra twins while patting his sister's head for a little patience.
Jaladri scowled unhappily but still nodded back and watched their mother who was still in the dream world. Time went too slow, Jaladri began to be impatient when only a few seconds ago he nodded in agreement to wait a while longer. “I'm hungry, Brother. Can't stand. Come on, wake up Mommy?”
The kind-hearted and attentive Eldest Jaladra was confused, he could not bear to wake his Mommy but, also could not bear to see his twin sister starving. Here no adult other than her Mommy can cook, previously they've been to the kitchen and looked\-look but, no food can be eaten all raw. Not Bread or even cereals, cakes and other snacks.
“Mommy Build!” Jaladri couldn't stand it, he shook Mikasa's body impatiently.” I'm hungry, Mom.”
Mikasa let out a loud bellow, further tightening the blanket. “Mommy, still sleepy. Go there!”
“Mommy!”
“Ahh, Adra, Adri!” Mikasa whining could not bear to be disturbed.
“Mom, it's noon. Me and Adri starve.” Report Jaladra clearly, pulled a blanket that covered his mother's face. “Wake up, Mom... or we report to Grandma, huh? Mommy can't take care of us.”
“Y\-yah!” salak Mikasa immediately half sat staring intently at his two sons. “You guys, you guys..” Point it out, then run out of words\-words. He did not know what would happen if the old woman, his former fierce father-in-law, knew if she swallowed her granddaughter, he was hit by the rattan relics of their descendants.
Jaladra smiled broadly, pleased that his mother had finally woken up and his tactics had worked. “Mommy, don't get mad. We can't talk like that, really. He ..he..,” he said comfortingly when he saw his mother's anxious face. They are smart\-kids and know very well how their Mom and Grandma relationship is not harmonious.
Mikasa was anxious, pinching the cheeks of her mischievous eldest son. “But just watch out you guys talk like that again.”
“Promise,” sahut Jaladra raised his little finger.
“Alright, Mommy forgive but, next time should not,” he said as he hooked their little finger. Cup ... cup ..hereinafter, kiss the cheek of the Twins. “Ok, Mommy wash your face first, then make breakfast. You guys just watch tv first.”
“But, don't be long. Adri is already very hungry.”
“Good, good. Young Master ,.. Mommy won't be long.”
**
Mikasa did not spend up to ten minutes inside the bathroom, simply washing her face and brushing her teeth as soon as she quickly entered the kitchen. Tied up her long blonde hair, pigtailed. Then immediately rolled up his sleeves preparing to fight in this small and minimalist kitchen. The first time he took was a rice cooker, he only needed to warm up the leftover rice yesterday that was left a lot. It is still very feasible to eat if, even discarded produce only to\-mubaziran.
“What cooking, yes?” tanyanya while looking at her two children who were watching television. Lean lazily on the one\-only sofa in this house. Mikasa House is a rented house that only has one bedroom, bathroom, kitchen is also a little versatile lounge. Because there the place is watching, receiving guests and the place where they also eat. Very simple house is not too broad but, enough to live in all three.
Mikasa opened the refrigerator and looked\-see. The foodstuffs available seemed to be enough to make soup but, the Twins were definitely not patient enough to wait any longer. Finally, Mikasa chose to saute vegetables. Broccoli, carrots plus pieces of sausage so that the Twins are still willing to eat vegetables. It is not enough that Mikasa also makes omlete as an addition, of course, milk to increase nutrition in their establishment. “Take it soon!”
Mikasa walked casually carrying a bowl of sauteed vegetables as well as a plate of rice that was like a mountain. Either to water the soap or it has become their habit. Mikasa only prepared one plate to share food with the Twins, taking turns bribing each other. Well, except in the\-when one of them gets sick, he has to prevent it before they all get infected. That would be very troublesome. “It's ready. Come on, we're eating!”
“Quick, fast Adri already lapaaar.” The boy immediately got up impatiently when he saw his mother coming in front of him.
“Spatience a little, Mommy grab the Omelet first. Wait!”
“Let's Jala fetch, Mommy.”
“Good son, Thank you, dear,” he said as he patted the head of his eldest twin son.
“Mom, fast Adri hungry.”
Mikasa shook her head resignedly to the twin Bungsu. This boy was very rowdy when it came to food, could not stand hunger or his mouth would continue to babble impatiently, Even so Mikasa had to be very grateful that her two children were not food pickers. They eat what he can make, not troublesome because honestly Mikasa is not good at cooking his talent can only be called pas\-pasan.
~*~*~
“Today where are we going?” mikasa asked after she finished bathing her two hearts that were now fragrant and also handsome adorable.
"Wherever, Mom. The important thing is that Adri can get ice cream,” replied Jaladri where his mind is only about food.
“Aishh, so that's it, huh? At home you can get ice cream.” Mikasa became anxious himself kissing Adri's chubby cheeks until repeatedly, not much different he also did it to the Eldest Jaladra. Hugging the two tightly, his most precious treasure, no happiness could replace them. A good decision until now.
The memories were re-arranged, the feelings of the present and the past mixed with the thought that his happiness was now almost released just for the reason of a very young age as well. It was the passion of youth and love that caused Mikasa and Deswan, the Twins' father, to take responsibility for what they had done.
Eighteen years old at the time of Mikasa and Deswan, they had just graduated from High School. Deswan, who goes to technical school and Mikasa, chooses to find a job. Although, there is a distance and time that is not as intelligent as before, the two remain in contact and love each other until finally they both forget the limits and produce seeds in Mikasa's body.
Not only did Deswan have a bachelor's degree but, quickly enough, he would already receive a young father's degree. The young man was educated too ‘extraordinary’ by both his parents one side could be a bastard but, the other side he could be a man full of responsibility. At all the young man did not mind the pregnancy of his lover, Mikasa. He loudly and without hesitation immediately asked for the blessing of his parents because only he, who had parents. Mikasa is an orphan obviously without parents as well as relatives.
Much different from Deswan's response. Mikasa had a headache, she had a hard time accepting it fearing what she would face in the future. For many years he lived in solitude and poverty, struggling only to eat, school and of course dreaming only to improve the standard of living in a better direction. But, with this pregnancy she may have to rely a lot on her lover as well as her family.
Getting married is easy no longer caring what people say though, both Deswan's parents are disappointed. Everything has happened and the results have been fruitful. Deswan and Mikasa undergo their young marriage .. Mikasa's pregnancy condition becomes the beginning of her second exam. Pregnancy at a young age is not easy to deal with. A few months Mikasa had to experience morning sickness that was quite tormenting plus emotions that went up and down as well as a time of tireless cravings. Slowly\-the condition makes the relationship of the two is not as beautiful as the shadow, fragile and shaky just because of trivial quarrels.
Even so, this young man named Deswan still knows and understands his responsibility he still loves Mikasa and their two twins. Their family life becomes better and harmonious after the birth of the Twins but, God loves Deswan too much. There was a motor accident. Deswan young man who was twenty-one years old at that time had to be willing to leave his wife, his twin children and both parents
“Mom?!”
Mikasa awakens from the shadow of her past. He smiled, looking at the twins kissing them again. "Sorry, Mommy just daydreamed. Now, let's go!" He continued vigorously, trying to thin out the story of the past and its pain. Now that all has passed cannot be repeated or corrected. But only one continues to live better than ever.