
...4 Years later...
Now Alvaro has entered Kindergarten school and Akbar is now in the stage of pioneering a career in the culinary field and must work day and night to support his brother and his uncle and everything he started from the beginning. Although the sister is now declared cured by the doctor who treated her but the brother has not allowed the sister to work because the Sister is in recovery.
"Sister, Arumi was bored every day just at home to take Alvaro to school sister also did not allow Arumi to do that. Brother this time brother must allow Arumi to work and help brother to meet the needs of our lives. Brother Arumi is ashamed of the future to want this and it must also ask for money with brother. Brother I beg you." said Arumi, cupping his hands together on his chest like a pithy man.
With a peck of annoyance and holding both hands on the waist, "Once not fixed and Do not be kind" said Akbar while raising one finger and moving - move it.
With her lips turned away, "Sister can be, yes" said Arumi pleading as she cupped her hands for the second time.
Shuffling his sister's hair, "Dec, if you have fully recovered, you can work for now, you help your brother first in the retail while you enter a proposal in the company around here. I think there's a company here that's right for you."
"So brother ngijinin Arumi for work?"
While nodding, "Yes my brother gave up."
Hugging the older brother, "Please Big Brother, Arumi dear big brother."
"Sister also loves Arumi."
After a moment of silence, "Then what about Alvaro? Who's gonna pick her up when she gets home from school?" ask the brother.
"No, we can replace who is not busy, which means he is the one who picks up. And vice versa."
"Mama."
"Yes, what's the matter, dear" said Arumi who has now squatted to align her height with the child.
"Ma was at Varo's school there was Pr, Mom told Varo the face of Dad, Mom and Varo. Satisfied Varo does not know what kind of face Varo's father because all this time Varo has never seen the face of Dad. Even if Varo asks Mama about Papa's face, Mama will always say that Papa is out of town and someday Papa will definitely go home. But when is Mah? When will papa come home?" said Varo who now with glazed eyes while draping his hands on the neck of the mother.
Deg ... deg ... deg ....
Instantly Arumi's chest seemed to be pierced by thousands of needles that were ready to mutilate - double his heart. Gently rubbing the child's head, "Honey patience... Varo hang on a little longer. One day Papa will come home and Varo will know what Papa Varo's face looks like. But, if you are curious about Papa's face, look at Varo's face, Varo's face is very similar to Papa's. His eyes, his nose, his eyebrows, his mouth, everything in Varo's body is similar to Papa's" Arumi said, showing the above parts on the child's face.
"Yes Mah but until when will Varo wait? My mother always did. Varo also wants to be like friends - friends of Varo in the shuttle and picked up when going to school by their parents." the tears that had just glazed before - the glass now looks completely wet the cheeks of the Child.
Akbar also aligns his body with the body of the ponakan and tries to calm him, while stroking the head of the pounder, "Dear Uncle handsome, already yes do not cry anymore. If you cry later his handsome. There's still an uncle that Varo can think of as a father."
"Yes uncle." said Varo while hugging the Uncle.
While shuffling the hair of the pounder, "Smart. Yes, let's go, uncle friend Varo bergbar. Let Father Varo's face replace with the faces of Uncle Akbar, Mama Arumi and Varo."
They also stepped away leaving Arumi who was still silent watching the breath of his life away and disappeared behind the door of the child's room located on the first floor. Although the house that used to be with the present is not the same size at least can still provide comfort, tranquility and can shelter from the hot sun and rain.
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...THANK YE...
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