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When the afternoon dawns. Zean and Sally were sitting quietly in the garden gazebo next to the house. He looked at his two children playing. The brother threw the ball at his sister, and vice versa.
"You see, Sa ...." Zean pointed at his son. "I'm not sure if Aksara grew up, she would be indifferent to her sister. Look at it now, Hira is only five years old, but Aksa is so protective."
Sally reviewed the smile. Directing yourself to be embraced by the husband. A pair of parents who were so proud of their children, unceasingly continued to praise.
Every day they gather in the afternoon. Zean always tried to go home faster and did not want to overtime. Work can be handled again tomorrow, but the moment of togetherness with the wife can never be repeated when the time continues to spin.
"Father! Cini's lambs!" Hira shouted in a typical boy voice. The words that are heard are still unclear.
Zean set foot on the ground. Bend and grab the approaching ball earlier. He smiled warmly as he walked slowly.
"Aren't you tired, honey?" Zean asked while crouching. Trying to line up her little daughter's body.
Hira nodded quickly. The two pigtails on top of the head swayed. "No, Papa. Mumpung Bang Akca not les, Hila wants to play campai satisfied. Every time he's busy like Papa."
Aksara smiled and approached. Zean turned his head and stroked the first child's hair.
"Abang has to study hard because he's the successor to this family." Zean spoke calmly. Trying to give understanding even though not sure if his daughter will understand.
"Penellus?" Hira shakes his head. He looks dazed.
Zean chuckled to himself. Both hands then stall and hold Hira.
"Look Baby. Bang Aksara was the first child of Mama and Papa. That means ... he's got a job to keep and keep Papa's job."
"Papa not kelja anymore? But why is it still a cetiap hali pelgi?"
Hira's question made Zean laugh even more. He pinched the girl's petite nose and held Aksara.
Walk to Sally's place. The woman who had been sitting quietly since then also spread a smile.
"Sit here, yeah. Drink first. You guys are dry. I took a shower."
"Want to take another shower, Ma." Aksara.
Zean looked at Sally and then shook her head. Makes the character confused.
"Why and why?" ask Aksa.
"Nothing, Son. We're proud of you." Sally answered feelingly.
Ten-year-olds choose silence. Take an orange and give it to your mom.
"Ma, peel it."
His mother volunteered. Though Aksara can do it himself but he is intentional. When the mother is not ruled by her father and sister, that is the right time to indulge in ria.
Hira who was in Zean's lap kept looking. Seeing his mother painstakingly peel the skin. When it was clean and one grain was extended to Aksara, the little girl's saliva dripped.
Zean's hands feel wet. The man looked down and saw Hira.
Hira helped to stand up. Walk slowly to his mother. However, the characters get in the way. Quickly sat on Sally's lap.
Hira's face changed. The expression he had turned sad and ready to roar with tears. His black eyes had already piled up a clear liquid.
"Abang, why gini? Your sister wants to come here." Sally asked while putting the orange onto the plate. Want to welcome Hira who is still sculpting.
Zean shifted position. Approaching his daughter who stopped. "Darling, he said he wanted oranges?"
"Bang Aksala is naughty, Pa." Hira complaining.
Everyone laughs together. The little girl who was about to cry became disoriented and turned confused. He retreated and wrapped his arms around Zean's neck. Body slumped and returned to the embrace.
"Here, same papa, huh?"
Hira was silent and only nodded once. The black eye derivative of Zean continued to pay attention to the characters so enjoyed.
"You two are like Mama. I like oranges." Zean said without looking at the person being talked about. The hand moves actively to feed Hira who is as greedy as Aksara.
"Aksa, sit alone. You're a big one."
The characters shook their heads and did not want to. Keep asking to be fed while sitting slumped on his mother's lap.
The afternoon warms as the sun sets in the western horizon. The warmth broke through to the middle of the Zean and Sally families.
Two human beings who used to be together because of a sense of sacrifice for the sake of the family. Rela fights ego and tries to understand each other. Personal diving that is clearly the opposite.
When one exalts the ego, and the other must succumb. One cries, the other must be ready to be a place to lean.
The storm of misunderstanding marriage they've been through. Mutually strengthen and deepen the feeling of belonging when successfully passed together.
A marriage without love, without a sense of mutual need because each has everything. Property, family, and power. Zean and Sally have it all.
However, due to affection for the family, they survive and successfully cultivate love until the present moment.
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Thanks for reading. Carangeo ❤❤❤
Have you read the story of Hira Belom? Cus to Selaksa Cinta if it has not been finished, you know. 😁