We're Still Further
Bringing Supply

The driver had reached the spot where Dyta was playing basketball. “It was up to den,” the driver told Farel.

“Still sir.”

“Sama-sama.”

Farel got off the car with a tupperware filled with food to feed Dyta. He made sure Dyta had not eaten because after school he immediately stopped here.

Indeed Farel did not see Dyta down because he had fallen asleep. The driver's car had left the basketball court near tk.

Farel revealed his mischievous smile when he saw Dyta running around the basketball court holding a basketball.

So funny!

That was in Frezan's mind about Dyta, the boy ran so much that sweat poured down his sweet face.

Elga who saw Farel called out to the boy.

“Sini!”

“Iya om!”

Farel walked over to Elga. Dyta is unaware of Farel's arrival.

“Whose are you here with?” Ask Elga.

“Sama driver,” replied Farel and reciprocated a nod of the head by Elga.

“Dyta, running is enough. Now here!” Call Elga to Dyta. So the boy went straight to Elga under the tree. He also saw Farel smiling mischievously at him.

“Curiting, I brought you lunch. I'm sure you haven't had lunch,” Farel said as he handed Dyta a tupperware and a bottle of drink.

“Imacute, but don't call Dyta curling!” He took food from Farel.

While Elga who saw them only shook her head, Dyta immediately drank water in a bottle given by Farel which is perfect for his dry perch due to playing basketball.

Dyta opened a tupperware containing his favorite rice and fried chicken. The boy ate voraciously with Farel's attention.

Dyta's sweat is still on her face, this “pake, Curiting,” said Farel gave Dyta a tissue.

Dyta immediately took a napkin over his face with a tissue and continued with attention by Farel. While Elga who was watching Farel who was watching her son took a deep breath.

“Basic of small children,” his murmur.

***

At night, Rara wakes up from her sleep since her son came home from school.

“Yeah, I fell asleep,” said Rara got up from her bed and went into the bathroom washing her face, finished washing her face she turned on the room lights.

Hasya also nampkanya not yet awake, Rara set her foot towards Hasya.

“Sya, Ayok wake up baby, it's late at night,” Rara patted her child flat gently.

“Please wake up, we have dinner first,” continued Rara but the child did not flinch at all.

Rara forgot, if she had promised her son would accompany her to play cooking. But now that it was night, Rara also did not feel the time so quickly passing.

Hasya opened her eyes, so that the round matured gnawed.

“Bun,” call Hasya by sound of waking up in her sleep. “We make cooking,” said Hasya without knowing if it was night.

Rara scratched her nape which was not itchy at all. “Besok aja well dear, it's late at night,” said Rara made the child immediately get up from his bed looking towards the balcony of the room is already dark.

“Next why not wake up Hasya?” Said the boy made Rara clumsy.

“Mother also overslept, Sya,” said Rara made her son pursed his lips funny.

“Look mommy accompany you to wash your face, then we go down to eat,” said Rara helped her son into the bathroom.

After washing Hasya's face, the two of them went straight out of the room to go down to dinner.

“She wants to eat dinner outside the same sister Eza,” said Kayla made Rara cuddle and then sit in the dining chair.

Rara brought Hasya food. “Which fresh?”

“She was also coming with sister Eza for dinner,” Kayla said making Rara tickle.

Because only men are invited Frezan, not with women. “We are not invited to bun?” Ask Hasya.

“Tomorrow we also have dinner, do not take them,” annoyed Rara.

“Dyra is coming, Tan?” Dyra Sahut.

Rara smiled at Dyra. “Iya dear, especially us women,” continued Rara made Kayla shake her head with what Rara said.

“Dyta don't want to come?” Ask Rara because the child is just enjoying the meal without adding to their conversation.

“Besok night Dyta wants to play with new friend Dyta,” said the boy.

So all eyes were on Dyta, while the boy continued eating.

“You have a new friend, Ta? How did you not say Mama?” Ask Kayla.

“Dyta forgot mah, she's Dyta's upperclassman,” said the boy made them snuggle.

“Definitely a guy,” said Dyra who already knows if his brother is very happy to hang out with men.

“Iya.”

“Which hangers, brother Farel or new friend Dyta?” Dyra asks the question, causing Dyta to stop chewing her food.

“Sama-sama handsome,” honest Dyta, if his new friend was equally handsome with Farel.

“Dyra so curious to see new friend Dyta,” said Dyra curious, the article Dyta said they are both handsome.

“But he is not ignorant like Farel,” added Dyta.

“That's special Brother Farel,” Bright Dyra.

Kayla and Rara immediately patted the eel, still a child has discussed the matter of good looks, what if they are adults? Small they already distinguish handsome mama where not.

“Not good in the matter, you are still in school,” said Kayla made them both to be quiet.

They dined solemnly, after finishing the dinner Frezan, Farel and also Tegar paid a farewell to Rara for dinner outside.

“Iya, next time ajakin us too,” said Rara greeting Frezan's hand.

Frezan laughs,” this special guy,” reply Frezan.

“Iya-iya,” Final Rara.

“Farel, you porotin your brother well, you buy your favorite food,” Rara's instigation on Farel makes Farel immediately give his thumb.

“Siap mbak,” says Farel.

“Fresh, don't eat shrimp well, keep your body itchy,” Rara's sweat to Tegar.

“Siap bund.”

Farel and Tegar immediately shook Rara's hand and got into the car with Frezan who was driving like a driver because the two children were sitting in the back while telling her about the lesson at school.

Frezan who heard his son and his sister told him a smile. Om and nephew are only a few months apart.

But Frezan saw, Farel has a ignorant nature like his papa Alex as said by his mama.

About twenty minutes of driving. Finally they have arrived at one of the luxury restaurants in Jakarta.

The two children immediately got out of the car following Frezan into a very luxurious restaurant.

Frezan had already reserved a vvip room for the three of them.