
Because Dave was drunk, Siska finally had to drive. Siska also had to concentrate high during driving because she also felt a little dizzy after downing a little wine to honor her friends who came to the party. Since Arya's pregnancy, Siska has not been drinking for a long time because Damar always forbids her and scares her about the dangers of miscarriage. Even though when she finished her birth, she had already returned to her old habits. However, he only downed a little because his esophagus and stomach are difficult to compromise if he drank too much. Friends hanging out had protested with his drinking style that is not as much as before. But Siska didn't rub it all. Because, he always remembered how hard he BAB and hot chest every finished drinking.
After going through a tiring journey due to a rather crowded street, they both arrived at Dave's apartment. He asked one of the security guards who worked there to help him remove Dave's body from the car to his apartment on the second floor. After helping to take off her shoes and justify Dave's sleeping position, Siska intends to leave her lover and return to her own home. However, Dave suddenly embraces and forces the woman to stay there. Siska did not dare to resist the will of her lover. And he stayed at Dave's apartment and had a long night with the Indo-German guy.
Meanwhile at the house of Mr. Hisham, Mrs Tiara is waiting for Arya assisted by a baby sitter.
"Arya's eaten, Jum?" ask Madam Tiara.
"No, Nyah. Since then, Arya has not eaten. He often ran towards the door like he was waiting for someone,” replied the maid named Juminah.
“Maybe she still remembers her Papa, Jum. The papa is usually if you go home to bring souvenirs of food,”, added Mrs Tiara.
“He may, Nyah. How are you going, Nyah? If Mas Arya does not want to eat later his stomach is empty, catch a cold, can it hurt, Nyah?” juminah Cerocos.
“Where is Arya now? Let me seduce him to eat. Just prepare food for the boy!” said Madam Tiara.
“Mas Arya is now in her room, Nyah. Since then he min toy robots bought by Mas Damar,” replied Juminah.
“Ya. Let me go to Arya's room first. You brought food for Arya to her room, huh?” lady Tiara's orders.
“Good, Nyah!” sahut Juminah politely.
Madam Tiara rushed to Arya's room. Arriving in Arya's room, Mr. Hisham's wife immediately sat beside Arya who was engrossed with her toys.
“Arya ... again play what, nih?” greet Madam Tiara.
Arya turned towards the middle-aged woman.
“Oma ... Oma .. agus inan Papah!” arya replied while showing the toy she was holding.
“Iya, nice toy Arya. Play the same oma, yuk!” mrs Tiara replied with a smile to the little boy.
“Ayooooh!” sahut Arya with words that are still not perfect.
Mrs Tiara also tried to balance the way Arya played so that the child became comfortable with her. So that later when told to eat, Arya will obey him.
“Aduh, Hero Arya won, deh. The villain Oma lost. Oma give up the same Arya,” voice of Mrs Tiara when Arya's small hand tore down other toys that were there.
Actually Aryan toys are very much and expensive. Especially the ones bought by Opa and Omanya. But, Arya likes the toys given by Damar.
After playing for about ten minutes Juminah finally came with food for Arya.
“Horeeeee .. Food for the Aryan Hero is here. Time for the Hero Arya to eat, here!” shouted Madam Tiara trying to distract the little boy from his toy.
“Arya enyang, Oma!” sahut Arya suddenly.
It turns out that the talk of Mrs Tiara influenced the psychologist Arya. Arya is interested in eating.
“Arya unggu Papah ..” replied Arya while looking at the face of Omanya.
Madam Tiara was stunned by the little boy's reply in front of her. His heart was like a very sharp knife sliced at that time because in reality Damar was no longer in the house anymore. Juminah who was near the two of them also felt sad. It is one of the witnesses how Damar was very dear to Arya and Damar who interacted with the little boy the most.
“Arya, papa called oma. He said, Arya must eat first can not wait papa. Papa can be sad if you know Arya does not want to eat,” said Mrs Tiara slowly so that the sentence is slightly understood by her grandson.
“Papa go home ...,” Arya said enthusiastically.
“Working papa .. Arya eat first. Later papa come home,” reply Mrs Tiara again to seduce the little boy.
Finally Arya nodded. Madam Tiara and Juminah were pleased to see Arya's positive reaction.
Mrs Tiara also sipped rice and side dishes from the plate that Juminah brought. Then the rice and side dishes were fed to Arya's small mouth.
“Food for Hero Arya has arrived. Please open the gate!” mrs Tiara said with a tone deliberately made like a cartoon voice actor so that Arya was happy to hear it.
Arya opened her mouth. It turned out that the way that Madam Tiara had done managed to make the little boy eat. Madam Tiara and Juminah are very enthusiastic about feeding food into Arya's mouth while playing the war scene so that Arya is happy. Although the way Arya ate at that time was not as smooth as usual, at least that day there was food that entered the child's stomach.
After eating a few mouthfuls, Arya finally yawned the signs of sleepiness began to hit. Juminah lifts Arya's small body on her mattress and Juminah invites Arya to play robots until her son Siska is asleep.
At ten o'clock Mr. Hisham and Mrs Tiara were on the bed. They both got ready to sleep.
“Ma, Arya is asleep?” ask Mr. Hisham.
“Have slept, Pa,” replied Mrs Tiara kalem.
“Arya fussy not all day?” ask Mr. Hisham again.
“Iya, Pa. Arya doesn't eat this day. He only drinks milk. He also paced back and forth running into the living room like he was waiting for Damar. Well, thankfully this afternoon his son wanted to eat after I pleaded that his papa would come home later,” said Mrs Tiara.
“Good! I'm sure it's just his adaptation process. Gradually surely Arya will get used to living without Damar,” replied Mr. Hisham arrogantly.
Madam Tiara no longer dared to reply. She knew her husband was not someone to argue with.
“Siska what's home?” ask Mr. Hisham.
“Not yet, Pa,” replied Mrs Tiara honestly.
“Where has the child been this night not home yet? Let me call him!” sahut Mr. Hisham with an angry expression.
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