
Grandchild sinta's birthday event, a simple but lively walk. Only a few are invited. Because they don't like parties very much.
" Sinta ma'am, the cake is so good."
" Yes, where did you order it?"
" Must be a special order, maybe from the city, won't be ma'am."
" I like his kuker. When when to go to the city, I nitip like this dong bu sinta, can you?"
" Why far away to town, la wong I bought it here." Mum sinta friendly.
" Cuisine is buk?, Tiara cake is not like the taste."
" Yes, Tiara cake is crowded, just because it's one of the cake shops in our village."
" Right, the taste is also ordinary. Still good at this cake."
" Do you know whose cake it was made by?"
" Who's mom made you?"
" Yes, I want to order a lot if it is bought in our village."
" Yes, I also want to buy her kuker."
Mom turned her head towards Ayuna, like saying may I tell them, if Ayuna is the one who made all the cakes here. Ayuna shakes.
" That makes all these cakes. It's the same man you call a prostitute."
Everyone who was there was shocked, as well as looking towards the ayuna who was seen bowing her head.
" I'm sorry Ayuna, we're guilty."
" Yes, forgive us."
" We promise to change our attitude."
" Yes we promise.."
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After the show is over.
" Now, for you."
Galang gave all the gifts brought by his friends.
" Ha?, why did you give it to me?" Ask gibran.
" I don't like gifts. I prefer to buy with my own money. Here, take it."
" but...."
" It's okay, it's like that." Said lukman, daddy's cross. Who came and joined them.
" But uncle, this is a lot."
" Look it, it's a gift for a gibran. Because all this time gibran has been diligently helping mother." Lukman smiled and stroked the head of the gibran.
Gilang got up, and walked towards his room, then returned with a cardboard box.
" What is that?" Ask lukman.
Crank open the cardboard box. And take out his contents.
" Came, isn't this yours?"
" Yes, and now I want to give it to gibran."
" Why?, what's wrong with not liking her?" Ask lukman.
" Not a cross not liking him. But clothes and goods are already a lot. Better to give to those in need."
Lukman was touched by what he did.
" Come here.." Lukman's orders.
Cup
Lukman kissed a cross.
" I'm proud of you."
" Thank you dad."
Gilang hugged his father.
" It's good to have a father."
Glass-glazed gibran eyes. Gilang took off his embrace.
" If gibran wants, gibran can call uncle lukman father."
Lukman looked at gibran with a smile. Gibran looked back with a look of disbelief.
" Can?"
Gibran stared at the cross, as if asking for permission. Gilang.
"Of course I can. Grandma Sinta and Grandpa ali also consider you as her granddaughter, and I consider you as my brother. So, my dad is your dad too. Even though we are born of different parents."
Gilang approached the gibran whose eyes began to water. And hold his shoulder.
" It was there before I changed my mind." Kilang.
" Come on, call uncle dad." Speak lukman, while jerking to his two hands.
" Dad...."
Gibran cried while hugging Lukman.
" Gibran has a father, gibran is not an illegitimate son anymore. I'm not a bastard, father." Isak gibran in lukman's arms.
" Yes, gibran is not an illegitimate child. But lukman's father's son from now on."
Gilang hugged gibran and lukman.
Gibran kept repeating his words.
Ayuna saw that with her unceasing tears flowing. Bu Sinta approached the ayuna, and immediately hugged her.
" Thank you mom and dad for being so nice to us." Say ayuna in the arms of Sinta.
" Yes, same boy. If only my daughter were alive. Maybe he's as big as you are. Don't hesitate anymore, son, assume I'm your real mother." Said sinta ma'am.
Ayuna grew sobbing and hugged Sinta.
" Ahem.., everyone hugged. Who was he hugging?" Ask Ali who just arrived.
" Shewing is okay sir. I want to." Said Joko, driver and male assistant at the house of bu sinta and pak ali.
" hey! rather than hugging you. I'd better just hug the wall."
" Hehe..."
Mr. Joko scratched his scratching head then went to the back.
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" Ayuna, you came home delivered by joko sir. Let's help you bring Gibran's belongings."
" Isn't it a hassle, ma'am?" Ask ayuna.
" Well, can you bring all that?"
" Hehe, no shit."
" Yes already, delivered by joko sir only"
" Good ma'am, then me and gibran excuse me. Thanks again."
" It's the same. Tomorrow tomorrow play here yeah, but still a long time here."
" Well ready, grandma." Gibran vibran vibran vibran vibran vibran vibran vibran vibran vibran.
" Thank you for saying that."
" Same same."
Ayuna and Gibran return home with in between joko sir.
Arriving at home, they immediately unpacked gifts and cross-gifting items. There's clothes, bags, books, stationery, sandals, shoes. And many more.
" Now, get this gibran done. A gibran shirt that is not fit and ugly can be thrown away." Ayuna.
" Good mom."
Gibran brought a cardboard dress from a cross. And put it in her wardrobe. With ayuna. Find a place to put books and stationery, as well as bags and shoes.
.
The next day, as Ayuna promised. He took the gibran road to the mall. The journey takes 30 minutes. They travel by bus.
Once at the mall, Gibran was overjoyed.
" Who's mom, look. Turns out the mall was huge huh..."
" Yes dear. Let's go in. We eat burgers and pizzas, like the gibran wants."
" Nooray...."
Along the way into the mall, the gibran is endlessly smiling and amazed to see a lot of stuff in the mall.
" Mom, let's go there."
Gibran pointed to the playground.
" Yes, after we eat. Okay." Okay."
" Promise.."
" Promise, today is the day for gibran. Gibran can play as much."
" Yes, thank you mom."
Gibran pulled the ayuna's arm, then kissed the ayuna's right and left cheeks.
" Let's eat."
At a fast food restaurant, ayuna orders burgers and small-sized pizzas for gibran. Breakfast package for two.
" Well, mom, the chicken is delicious. Wish gibran could eat chicken like this every day yeah..."
" Wish mom a lot of windfall. I'll often bring gibran here."
" really?"
" Yes, for the most handsome of mothers' children."
" Thank you mom.."
" Same darling, let's spend it quickly. Then we go play."
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