YOU'RE DUAL
Chapter 28
Tap tap tap...
The sound of the foot made Farhan turn towards him
"Angeeeeeellll!!!!!" yelling Farhan towards him made the whole room turn towards Angel who just came.
"hi beautiful boy, who are you?" much
"same Daddy, tantee"
"where is your Daddy now?" dizzy.
"ekhem, I'm here" said Dion suddenly
"astaga, surprised me. Well there are you guys also a duo of robpong" I said when I saw Vira and Abel.
"we weren't told to come in?" chirps Abel
"noisy loe, disturb" ketusku.
The event went well, the guests one by one left the house, we were the host and my three best friends.
"kok on diem? here help me" I said
"loe mah restless Rai, we're guests, not Vir"
"we who have the bell, the proof we come without being invited, ah! let's help, kill him" replied Vira making the whole room giggle.
After finishing we immediately sat in the room while the legs in selonjekkan, even though the event is not so big but quite draining energy also turned out.
"mas Bram isn't coming, is it Rai?" vira whispers
"as you can see" I replied.
"Rai, oh Rai.. You sure you don't know your husband?" abel asked while patting my shoulder
"aw! neng sick. Napa anyway? strange you" I'm annoyed.
Abel answered Suddenly someone greeted me, a person who is still in my heart but I do not expect his presence at this time.
"Rai" her greeting, I immediately saw it, yes sure enough the man who came.
"what's wrong?" ketuaku
"mas can see the kids, right?"
"if Rai says no, will I go home?"
"no, I'm waiting here. Besides they're kids, they're gonna miss their dad."
"christ! a miss? daddy's? hmm yeah, what kind of father are you talking about? oh father who goes without giving a living to his son? a father who never hears about his son but instead has fun with other women? hiya, embarrassing!"
"Rai, you misunderstood me, I can explain to you"
"stop! the kids are inside, please meet!"
****
In the afternoon, I was still chatting with my group, ah I mean Abel and Vira but now Dion also joined us again after the incident, ah yes.
Actually, the four of us were friends at first, but his name was also ABG's son, yes, it could be because old friends so liked even though rich in monkey love that, ah I became embarrassed to remember him. And in line with the time after we dated and then broke up Dion with forced we had to keep away from this group .
"eventually I can go back to the group" Dion said
"only to the group, yes, not to someone's heart, ekhem" said Abel who immediately got a sharp look from me
"it must be the bell, but if the guy wants to be the gapapa" Dion's tease makes my cheeks red.
"loe why Rai? why red? pack a blush all of a sudden?" vira said
"auk ah" I said
"loe don't look like that, you have to look happy now" Abel said
"really Rai, in your husband, at least let him see you happy now" said Dion who made me think that their words were true.
"ciyeee, it's still me you" teased Abel
"shit loe tuyul! I helped you to explain to Raina even I had to attack, ah nyesal bertubi this mah" said Dion.
"go get a knife, huh guys?" sahutku
"make what?" dion and Abel said
"you" short me
"uhuh??" say they together
"you mean what the hell Rai? and you also why daritadi so by the way I say the same I ion, feel rich FTV hahahaha" said Abel
"really Vir, hmm this is the honorable father and mother, the knife for you to smooth the attacking process" I said
"shit!" say they are together again.
"get it, you guys fit hahahhaha" said Vira.
Suddenly Bram came home and said goodbye to me..
"Rai, I'm asking for time. It took you a while to clear everything up. But yeah maybe not now because it looks like you're busy with your close friends" while glancing at Dion
"if you want to talk, talk right now"
"okay but over there huh? just the two of us, please"
"oh if that's not possible, sorry I'm busy" while leaving them .
****
Today is a rapot distribution event at a children's school, I am confused to whose school I used to go to because my two children are different schools.
"mama went to Farhan's school, right?" said the boy while hugging me
"eum yes say---" I said cut off as Ara also approached me
"eitss! mama Ara school first, huffh Farhan my dear sister, mama deluan sister school yes, because your school is far away, twirling later"
"eh can't do dong, right Farhan his sister's brother means brother dong dong same sister"
"ladies first guys!"
"ah brother mah cheat"
"stopp!! don't argue, my head is dizzy...."
"sorry mah" they said together
"let's just say, we go to school first, just to school how? later after school adek we buy ice cream, are you interested unfortunately mama????"
"aguuuuu" they said
"pinter..." said I.
We were just about to leave the house, and suddenly their father was in front of the house.
"papaaaaaa" they shouted as they hugged his father.
At the sight of that, my heart felt like it was being torn apart, they missed their father so much. while I persevered with my selfishness.Is it time for me to forgive Bram's mistakes and return to him for the sake of the children?
My heart and mind are in a cold war right now.
"mama why shut up? come hug papa" said Farhan
"Farhan can't get to the deck" Ara said
deggg!
This little boy is as mature as his thinking, but it is not yet time ah increasingly become - so this guilt on them .
"why are you here?"
"want to take you guys"
"we can go alone"
"Rai, come on. Just this once, for the sake of the kids"
"alright, but don't make the kids your excuse"
"sorry mas"
"asiikkk went not so angkot ride" said Farhan
"Farhan.....!!" said Ara as her eyes darted
"sorry" while bowing his head.
"don't fight, let's go up later we're late" I said.
On the way my heart was happy to see this little family get together again even if only for a moment, I saw the children were so happy even though we only used motorcycles
"keep smiling my children" I cried in my heart.
When we arrived at Ara's school, I saw many guardians who came in pairs, my heart was a little relieved that his father came with us, at least Ara was not ashamed in front of his friends.
One by one the teacher called the name of his student and the parents/guardians of the students who came forward to take his rapot.
"Farasya Aflah" The name of my son was called and we went straight to his homeroom teacher.