
Latitudinal
"Good morning everybody." A five-year-old boy greeted everyone sitting at the dinner table. Two boys in t-shirts and knee-length demim pants who had just been bathed by their nanny walked down the stairs.
The boy kissed my cheeks and my husband. While saying, "good morning mommy, morning daddy." While a boy of his age with a very similar face also peeked at our cheeks.
"Not mommy, daddy Nath!" I protested to my son, El Nath. "But the mama-papa."
"No, mommy. Look, it's cooler, like Michel and Jason." Nath mentioned the name of his school friend.
"Umi abi is easier, Nath. Like Naira called her parents." That's Nair. El Nath kalem version. He looks more like me even Nair is two levels above me.
"Naira?" Mas Akhtar repeated the name Nair mentioned.
The star and Zoya just smiled, ready to hear the debate that was about to happen.
"He's Nair's twin, Dad! Just give Nair to umi and Naira's ashes." His shouting.
"Nath, can't say that. Nair is your brother. And one more thing, don't scream!" Saying to him. Nath was so, his screams could deafen the ears.
"She always belain Naira than Nath, Mommy! Nair is always wrong Nath!" Okay, he's sulking now. His face was bent many times. Nath, stop the drama, it's still morning son.
"You were wrong, Nath. You pull the hijab. That can't be!" Nair spoke leisurely, without burden. Like a brother scolding his sister. And he's the coolest man in this house.
"I didn't mean it, Nair!" Nath stays on his feet, defending himself. Here's his trademark. He won't be blamed if he feels right.
"He wants to fall off the slide, and then I can just pull the cloth on his head." Nath tried to explain what really happened.
"But he's crying, Nath!" Nair snorted in annoyance.
"Oke papa straighten. Nath accidentally Nair. His intention was to help, but maybe he was wrong."
"Nath, I'm sorry Nair. He thinks you are intentional. Now, salaman. Sorry-sorry!" Mas Akhtar looked at our two sons.
Nair and Nath exchanged lyrics. Then both hands.
"Say what Nath, Nair!" My speech.
"Sorry bang!"
"Sorry, Nath!" The two shake hands.
Me and my two daughters just watched. If the debate occurs between the twins, then Akhtar himself who intervened.
If the Star and Zoya are at odds, then I will speak to them. Then make them come back to make up.
"Let's have breakfast. Nath lead the prayer." The orders of Achar.
Nath led the prayer and we started breakfast. This is how we do our activities on the weekend. Not much different on Sunday. Because Akhtar is no longer in a hurry to get to the office.
Since four years ago, Akhtar decided to open his own business. The hassle of dividing time between work and Arumi resto is one of the reasons.
Mas Akhtar currently has four minimarket branches. In total there were eight branches after four minimarkets of papa Rendra were handed over to him for him to manage.
Arumi resto has two branches in Surabaya and four branches in Jakarta. The rupiah coffers we prepared for Zoya according to the mandate of om Bram.
The cost and contract are also almost a hundred units in number. Mas Akhtar also used his vacant land to build five units of the three-story shophouse he rented.
I rented two shophouses at once. One for the BL shop and one for the Rara boutique under my auspices.
What about Bunga and Satya? After having a handsome baby named Shaka, they decide to move to Jakarta. Establish a head office and open several types of business branches. Satya really spread the wings of his business empire.
Five years on, not much has changed in our lives. It's just that we are getting older and the oma op, kakung uti, grandparents are already on retirement.
"Assynnya!" Well, the longevity of the man.
Athletic men with a navi sweater and long jeans came in from the front. The man who had just turned 30 years old immediately joined us.
"Hey boy!" Apply to Nath.
"Hi bro!" They're bertoss complaining about fists.
"Hi brother Nair! The more haunted the face of a new grave!" He asked Nair who had a flat face. The sky broke his hair.
"Ck!" Nair clucking.
"Dont touch me, Sky!" Nair straightened his hair again.
"okay. Mount Everest is angry." The sky called the highest iceberg.
"In the morning it's nongol, what's the need Lang?" My toot.
"Have breakfast, baby!" Sindir mas Akhtar's.
"You are my most handsome brother-in-law." The sky smiled mockingly.
"Hi princesses!" Say it to my two daughters.
Both of them were just grinning to show their rows of white teeth.
"Ready for today's busy schedule?" Ask the Sky to both.
"Sure, dong!" Both are again compact.
"OKAY. Let's go!" Bring along.
Today there is a schedule of prewedding photos Sky and Rara. Do you know who the photographer is? Star. He will be the photographer. And Zoya? Zoya is a child youtuber. He will create content, follow the activities of the Stars while doing the photo prewedding process.
I didn't expect my kids to be this great. Started from Bintang who was interested in Akhtar mas camera since the age of seven years.
And Zoya, the girl who is always cheerful and not awkward talking even with adults. Makes Josep feel anxious. It was he who directed our two daughters with my permission and Akhtar's.
"They need to channel their talent, Tar!" he said at that time.
"If they want to stop. We follow. In their mood. If they cross the line, I mean spending too much time on it. We can stop too. We set and direct." Further.
We finally agreed to Josep's suggestion. So far, the kids have enjoyed it.
"Follow dong om!" Nath asked to come with Sky and his brothers.
"You're bothering, Nath." Star Saying.
"Promise, Nath doesn't bother." He raised his little finger.
"Nath.we go to the mall. We'll take them to the beach." I persuaded.
Nath seemed to think for a moment. Then his smile expands. "We went to Caraka's house aja ma."
"Wouldn't. Better get to Shaka's sister's house, Nath!" Nair does prefer to go to Satya's house. While Nath prefers to go to Riana's mom's house. Because he was very familiar with Caraka.
"Better to Caraka's house, bang! Climb into the tree house exciting tauuu!" Her lips were five inches.
"We're going to Orion's house!" Shouted mas Akhtar.
"Agoddessa!" Both screaming compact.