
A week had passed, and the beautiful honeymoon was over. Bara and Yonna decide to go home.
On the way home, Yonna was unceasingly smiling. Her husband's hand also did not come off holding his fingers gently while focusing on the steering of the car he controlled.
The blue sky with white clouds became a loyal travel companion at this time.
"It's a pity that we have to go home, Mas still wants to be there one more week," Bara said.
Yonna smiled, while in the villa her husband became the sweetest man. Submissive and spoiled, very far from the impression of a Bara who is firm with his tight jaw.
"Every holiday we can plan to come back here again. The distance from home is also not far. It's only been 6 hours, right."
"Yes, you're right, honey. We have to make vacation plans like this."
"But in the future I want to take the kids."
Bara frowned. He looked at his wife for a glimpse.
"Now the kids?"
"Mas, we're old. Our holidays are no longer just you and me. Children must also join dong, so that more exciting and kinship kira compact. After all, the villa is very suitable if used as a family vacation spot," explained Yonna.
"Yes .. You're right, dear. When the kids start growing up, maybe we'll miss that togetherness. When they start living with their own lives. Mumpung they are still small, let's take a vacation every weekend," reply Bara enthusiastically.
Sometimes people forget that there are two things that can never be controlled, time and age. Time that continues to pass will never be rotated, while age cannot be compromised if it is at the end of fate. Without feeling 6 hours of travel has been passed. The two of them did not forget to stop by the gift shop which has now been neatly arranged in the trunk.
"Mommy I miss you!" noah exclaimed as Yonna and Bara had just gotten out of the car. The boy ran into his mother's arms. Bara smiled as he approached his wife and rubbed her child's head fondly.
His burly hand lifted the little body into his car. A happy smile was etched beautifully on his third face. Just one week did not meet, but the longing was overflowing like a flooded lake water.
A boy was glued from upstairs. There was envy growing as great as pain. But his eyes were flat, unable to express the feeling in his heart.
"Why did you guys get home so soon? One more week Mama thought no problem," said Jelita who had been standing on the porch with Noah earlier.
Yonna walked up to her in-laws and gave her greetings. Same with her husband.
"Too long in there also feels bored, Ma. I also think and miss the kids" replied Yonna. Jelita throws her lips at the answer of her daughter-in-law.
"You don't think Mama's gonna be so good at taking care of them during your holidays" Jelita said. He invited them all into the house and then sat back in the living room.
"Yonna didn't mean to talk like that, Mama. Mama don't misunderstand me first, her name is also old man. Must be kangen with his children," said Bara defending his wife. Jelita's been a little more sensitive lately. He can get upset and angry with just one sentence that he misinterpreted.
"Yes .. yes! You defend your wife. No need Mama." said the middle-aged woman again.
"You two must be hungry, right? It just so happens that Mama and Aunt are cooking for both of you. So eat, then rest!" jelita toilet. He moved towards the kitchen, forcing his two daughters-in-law to eat at a time that no longer could be said to be noon.
Dinner is now all gathered at the table. Enjoy a wide variety of cuisine menu.
Suitcases containing souvenirs have been distributed to all members of the family. Everyone accepted enthusiastically and Noah was the most excited child with all those gifts compared to Bryan.
"Bryan how are you, son. How's school?" tanya Yonna greeted the boy who had not said a word other than a word of thanks. He also seemed to enjoy his meal in silence, there was no protest sentence as he often lay before.
"Okay" he answered briefly.
Yonna exchanged looks with her husband. He was a little surprised by the boy's 180° changes, from Bryan who had been known. The boy who used to be very hyperactive now looked so calm. Much more mature than his age.
"Did you like the gift Mommy gave you, honey?" ask Yonna again. He begins to get Bryan to call him the same name Noah pinned on him.
At least that way the boy could feel there was a substitute for his parents in the house.
"Likes, great. Thank you." Thank you." Bryan answered briefly.
Yonna glanced at Jelita, Her mother-in-law who understood the meaning of the look in her eyes was only slightly shrugging her shoulders confused. I don't know when the boy changed and because of what? From the outside the boy looks fine.
Grow well and look calmer until considered good at managing emotions. In fact, Bryan began to fortify himself with a cold demeanor that was slowly beginning to take shape.
Not arguing does not mean he does not know the problems faced by his family. Choosing to be quiet is the path he takes not to complicate family matters.
Noah pulls up Yonna's sleeve, asking her attention to turn to him.
"What's up, son?"
Noah gave the code with his hands for Yonna to slightly lower her head. Yonna did what the boy asked.
Noah begins to whisper something in the ear, a reality that surprises Yonna.
"Is it true Noah said, Bryan? Why didn't you tell Mommy that?" ask Yonna. Although he was quite confused why Noah could know this.
"Saying what? What happened to Bryan?" tanya Bara wants to know.
"Yes, what's wrong? What did Noah whisper to you?" cecar Jelita is curious.
His grandson said nothing, of course he was curious about what Noah and Bryan were hiding from him.
"Noah said, Bryan was crying two days in his room because he was bullied by a classmate at school. They say Bryan was the son of a mother who killed her own husband just to pursue his affair" Yonna explained.
All gasped in shock, while Bryan looked down with teary eyes. What happens in the lives of married couples, children are the real victims.
I don't know where the little kids know this problem, so they can make Bryan bullyan material that might damage his mentality.