Your betrayal Happiness to Me
The Last

Five years passed, now the age of Qiran stepped six years. He grew up to be a beautiful child, even very beautiful compared to friends his age.

Today they are the arrival of Revan and Aulia. And do not forget their little prince, Abrisham who was almost the same age as Qiran.

Revan, Aulia, Erlan and Dera were sitting in the carpeted courtyard. As for the children, they were playing ball not far from them along with Bimo.

" Ob Bimo catch!" Abrisham throws the ball at Bimo, Bimo catches it immediately.

Hap...

" yei... " Song Abrisham.

" Come on Qiran we play catch ball! Or do you want us to just play football?" Tawar Abrisham looked at the pouting Qiran.

" You are not happy ah! Mending me play doll only with Om Bimo, let's Om play doll there." Qiran pulled Bimo's hand to follow him.

Bimo followed Qiran who was currently heading towards the gazebo. There, the beloved doll of Qiran appears a lot.

" Oh lift up!" Qiran thrust out both of her hands.

" Okay, baby." Bimo raised Qiran's body onto the gazebo.

" Duh princes Om already big, already heavy scales, Om Bimo alone is not strong carrying Qiran." Bimo.

" That's because Om is old, but Om is not married, what if later Om Bimo has his own children? Om Bimo can't carry." Sahut Qiran's.

" Is it true what Qiran said? If I wait fifteen more years, can I hold my son later? " Inner Bimo.

" I don't want to get married." Bimo.

" Why Om? Dad is married." Qiran looked at Bimo.

" Nobody likes it the same, Om." Bimo Sahut.

" Let Qiran marry Om, Qiran will love Om Bimo." Qiran exclaimed making everyone turn their heads towards them.

" What do you teach my son Bim?" Erlan asked staring intently.

" Don't know what the boss, princes Qiran asked me to get married, I didn't want to then he said like that, it looks like we're the boss's soul mate." Bimo.

" Be careful if you get caught teaching my son like that." Erlan's threat.

" Don't dare boss, I teach it tomorrow if it's halal." Bimo Kekeh.

" Fuck you." Erlan.

" Don't bother Om Bimo! Om Bimo wants to play with Qiran." Qiran's voice ruffled waist.

" Okay, I'm sorry Papa princes." Erlan.

" Qiran forgive Pa." Sahut Qiran's.

" Let's play." Bring Qiran.

" Come on." Bimo Sahut.

Qiran took the bear doll and gave it to Bimo.

" Oh you hold a teddy bear, I hold a stuffed elephant." Qiran.

" Good princes." Bimo holding a large brown teddy bear.

" Come Om we start, Om we say hello." Qiran.

" Hello princes... What's your name beautiful?" Tanya Bimo wiggled her doll.

" Anything to the elephant is not to Qiran how the hell is Om, this is the elephant's boy of the time said beautiful." Qiran Protests.

Bimo smiled at Qiran's chatter. Whether down who, Qiran was obviously a chatty, jovial and stubborn child. He will be angry if his will is not followed.

Maybe this is also the result of Bimo who always spoils him.

" O elephant, what's your name?" Ask Bimo.

" When you know an elephant, say Om." Qiran said annoyedly.

" O forest dwellers, what's your name?" Bimo asked moving his puppet.

" Hey... My name is elephant, if you must be a bear, right? I know from your ugly body." Qiran's voice made Bimo hold back his laughter. If he laughed, Qiran would scold him.

" yes.. You're so smart." Bimo Sahut.

" O bear have you eaten?" Ask Qiran.

" Already, I've eaten a lot and now my stomach is full, have you not eaten an elephant? But even if you don't eat, your body still looks fat." Bimo.

" Ha ha ha... I can't imagine how your body will be shaped when you're thin, surely all your bones will be visible, and your path will be limped like that of a grandfather's grandfather ha ha ha." Qiran laughed.

" O ngelekin Om Bimo yes, it seems Om should teach you a lesson." Bimo said approaching Qiran.

Bimo immediately tickled Qiran's stomach making Qiran laugh out loud.

" Ha ha ha." Qiran continued to laugh.

" Pope... Mamma... Help me! Om Bimo naughty.... Papa's... Mama...." Shouted Qiran for help.

Dera who heard her screams only shook her head.

This kind of sight he used to see every day. Even the more crowded of these were often heard in the ears of Dera and Erlan.

They were very happy to see Bimo who loved Qiran as much as their own child.

" Qiran looks very familiar with Bang Bimo yes Mbak." Aulia.

" Yes, maybe because all this time Bimo took care of Qiran since childhood, even when he was a child what he wanted the same Bang Bimo, eat if not in bribe Bang Bimo he did not want, he did not want to, the only school till now that sent Bang Bimo, he'd be mad if me or his dad picked him up." Dera Sahut.

" Bang Bimo also looks very powerful Qiran, like his own son." Aulia.

" Yes." Yeah." Dera Sahut.

Abrisham seemed to clench his hands tightly to hear the talk of the parents.

" Abrisham you're not playing with them? It's also nice stuffed toys, there playing with Qiran and Om Bimo." Erlan.

" No! Qiran likes to play with Om Bimo not Abri." Abri said annoyed. Abrisham went into the house.

Revan, Erlan, Dera and Aulia looked at Abrisham in surprise.

" What happened to your son Van? Looks like he's upset, is he upset because he was not invited to play with Qiran ya." Erlan.

" Maybe, the most in him playing games." Sahut Revan's.

" It does not feel like our child is very big fast, it seems like just yesterday I gave birth to Qiran now is almost six years old, soon he entered Junior High School, continued High School, continued....

" Married." Erlan Sahut.

Dera turned towards Erlan.

" Have you forgotten that Bimo has been waiting for him for a long time? If Qiran goes to college, go after Bimo's grandfather's grandfather." Connect Erlan.

" I'm sorry I forgot." Dera Sahut.

They talked about unfortunate things to get there. Qiran plays with Bimo.

Abrisham inside is engrossed with his phone playing a game that is currently going viral.

The happiness that both of their families felt seemed real. They hope that happiness will last forever.

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We're at the end of season one... We continue season two...

Thank you for the readers who have accompanied the author's journey so far, sorry if the author has a lot of shortcomings.

May you always be healthy.....

...The End ...