Your name is Secret
What's Up With Love

Niken smiled amusedly. Apparently her husband is getting suspicious about her activities with the kids lately. Looks like Niken must be smart to manage time again so that the storytelling activities do not arouse suspicion.

Niken was embarrassed if her husband knew, his silly behavior was heard by his children. His children also seem to have been curious about the continuation of the story of his silly behavior.

"You're wondering what we're talking about?" Niken flirts with her husband.

"You must be ghibahin me again," said husband Niken makes Niken increasingly laugh amusedly.

"You seem to be mostly slang with your female colleagues, so know the term ghibah," said Niken still amused by her husband's prejudice.

"Don't switch my wife's conversation. What are you plotting with the kids?" the accusation is becoming more and more with increasingly bad terms.

"There is no my husband. It just so happens that you come home from work and always see us sitting together. You're a commoner, your own child is also suspected."

"Kok I still don't believe it? Yes surely I suspect, children are usually more comfortable in their respective rooms, lately they just feel at home in your armpits."

Niken further hardened her laughter, funny at the thought of her husband.

"You're curious, just follow this story" said Niken, leaving her husband confused and scratching his hair.

***

"Sister, it's been checked again right our luggage? Let nothing be left behind." Marsya rechecked the luggage that was in her backpack as her papa reminded. Niken also helped his daughter check their small bags. Not to forget the special gift suitcase was held tightly by Marcel.

"Good afternoon sir!" They looked up to hear the greeting. Looks like Dina's mom walked hastily with a brown paper bag.

Niken's husband turned to his wife for a moment before smiling and nodding back to his coworkers' greetings during his time in Jogja.

"Well, it turns out the company's father. I think you just go alone with your sister," said Ms. Dina when her steps had stopped near the luggage of Niken.

"Sister?" Marcel said make sure.

"Whose sister is he?" Marsya also asked. His eyes stared at the sweet black woman in front of him.

"Oh I was wrong?" kekeh ma'am Dina was embarrassed and shut her mouth, "Or are you her nephew?" continued again. But it seemed that the woman did not need an answer because her eyes immediately turned to the middle-aged man who had been silent next to Niken.

"I have a little memento for you, it's original made by Jogja's son, I hope you like." Ms. Dina handed me the brown paper bag that had been in her grasp since.

Marcel received the paper bag quickly, "Still Aunt, papa would have liked it," Marcel said.

"Papa? Are you kids?"

"Yes and this is our mom. Whose auntie is it? Kok really odd," ketus Marsya furious to see the behavior of women who have been doused in coconut water by his mother continues to spread a shy smile. Doesn't it seem like he's getting cool water from his mom yet or because he doesn't know that the one who doused him with ice water was the wife of the man he's been testing?

"Sorry, you still have a wife?" dina asked in surprise and glared at Niken's husband.

Niken's husband nodded, "Still, this is my wife."

"Brother, I never said?" jolt Dina with a reddened face, either angry or embarrassed, only she and God know.

Dina stomped her feet and snatched the paper bag that was in Marcel's hands. After that he left Niken and the three other humans without saying goodbye.

"Well, it's a pity that the wooden watch is good, it looks expensive too." Marcel regretted why not hold tightly to the paper bag of aunty ganjen's gift.

Marsya scooped Marcel's face and seemed to be reading a spell to make his sister aware. Marcel who did not accept the behavior of his brother immediately pulled the hat worn by Marsya and so they wrestled like a child.

Niken and her husband just shake their heads. I'm used to seeing sights like that. If they are tired they will also stop by themselves, no need to be injured.

"Your client's a widow, huh?" ask Niken to guess.

"Single said Mr. Bambang. I don't know for sure either." Niken's husband puts his shoulders together no matter what. His wife and his children were struggling because the announcement of departure was heard.

***

"Cel, don't play the game, the shoes you're drying are lifted, it's raining soon." Niken yelled bitterly because Marcel who focused on playing the game could not be ruled at all.

"Yes mamaaa." Marcel went and walked slowly to the place where his school shoes were being dried. The phone is still in the grip because for a second Marcel did not want to release the game he was playing.

Niken peeked at her firstborn child lying in the room and the novel book in her grasp. Can't be allowed! Niken must do something so that his children do not have a full day holding cellphones and books on this holiday. Incidentally, her husband was having business with his brother and had said goodbye to going home at night.

Niken gathers her children in the family room. At first Marsya and Marcel frown because their mama upsets their fun but upon hearing his mama will continue the story of the school that they have not heard the continuation of this month, Marsya and Marcel were suddenly enthusiastic and sat sweetly preparing to listen to the continuation of the story of his mother.

***

Niken was grateful when he entered High School which is still one foundation with Hang Tuah Junior High School, Juna also decided to go back to school here. Because at this crucial time Niken can rely on Juna who is like a super hero in his eyes.

"Jun, isn't that the answer?" asked Niken sanctions but his hand did not stop scraping ink on his book after first glancing at the book Juna plastered in front of him, side by side with the book that Niken scratched ink. His old language is cheating.

"Udah cheated, doubting the answer again. If in doubt do not need to see," sewot Juna. Niken just chuckled in response.

"I said I cheated. I'm just copy paste ya." Juna rolled a lazy eyeball.

"Oh my goodness, Nik, must have stayed up last night watching another movie." Anjas who sat in front of Niken turned his body.

"Hehehe knows you."

"This time laughing or crying?" ask Anjas. Niken understands very well the question posed by Anjas. It was definitely about a scene that could stir up the feeling he was asking.

"There was laughter, there was crying. I cry Bombay Njas, when Love left Rangga to America." Conveying Niken still with a lightning-fast hand copying Juna's task.

"Who are you going to the movies with, Nik?" asked Juna wonder because Niken did not whine at him to watch the cinema as usual.

"Sama mama's. Yesterday papa took a walk and mama ngajakin to the mall, want to buy something, yes I've had a chance dong ajakin watch."

"Sir Janeta yesterday saw what's wrong with love." Tell Juna and Niken to look enthusiastically.

"Seriously? I watched that yesterday too. I'll go to your house, discuss the movie with Janeta."