Tease Om Om
Running Tips.

Night in the living room of the Erlangga family residence. Busy some people from the decorating party, was decorating the living room to prepare for the birthday party of the family's first grandchild. There's Mrs Hani overseeing the process.

Syafira who had been in the room since noon. Trying to walk out, he slowly walked into the living room to say hello to Xander.

The boy, it turns out, sat in the family room while watching his favorite cartoon. There was Mbok Atun who looked after her, while feeding her dinner.

“Mbok just help us bring Xander, I take care of him!” syafira said he could not come down and help. So, he chose to keep Xander.

“Thank you Sister Syafira. Alright, Mbok wants to go downstairs to help with the party preparations,” said the middle-aged woman left Xander and Syafira alone in the living room.

“Kak Syafira.” Xander slowly moved closer to Syafira who was sitting with his legs straightened, beside him.

“What's up?” sahut Syafira patted the shoulder of Xander who was sitting next to him. “You sad?”

“Kata Oma, tomorrow mama wants to come!” xander said, whispering and closing his mouth in shame.

Deghs. Hearing Aunt Elena coming, Syafira shuffled. “Are you happy your mama can come Xander?” ask Syafira.

“Iya I'm glad your mom wants to come. But I also want Brother Syafira to accompany me, Brother want to continue standing beside me tomorrow?” pinta the boy.

“Of course Xander, Brother will accompany you to sit and always stand beside you,” Syafira said.

Taps.

Taps.

Taps.

I heard footsteps. Victor, who had just come home from work, walked over. With a sad face. Syafira could feel that.

At first glance Syafira saw a clock on the wall that showed seven hours less than a quarter.

“Papa,” shouted Xander immediately hugged the papa. I want to ask about the arrival of my mother.

Victor returned his son's embrace and kissed his cheek. “Papa tomorrow mama comes to Xander's birthday show right?” push the little boy. In addition to Oma and Opanya, he also often asked about it. I just wanted to make sure my mom came to her birthday party.

“Iya, mom will come to your birthday event. That mama is downstairs and waiting for you,” replied Victor forced to lie to Xander. Elena, his ex-wife was already in the living room, but he had said that tomorrow he could not attend Xander's birthday. The woman chose to come to the reunion with her friends.

“Hore.” Xander shouted and immediately walked towards the lower floor with a happy heart.

Now, in that room there are only Victor and Syafira.

“Why Om moody?” ask Syafira. He saw Victor close his eyes and exhale deeply, to reduce the burden on his chest.

“I was lying with Xander, actually Elena could not be present at his birthday event. And can only come tonight, because the day after tomorrow he has to go back to Africa,” said Victor. He was still downcast, and did not know how to persuade his wife to come to his son's birthday.

“Om,” call Syafira with full emphasis.

“Ya,” said the man without turning his head.

“How about I persuade Aunt Elena, to come to Xander's birthday?” hail the young girl. Although his legs feel pain, but it does not inhibit his brain intelligence to still get the idea in order to get Victor's heart.

“Do it if you can, I'm the one whose ex-husband can't do it, let alone you!” said Victor threw away his face. His ex-wife was stubborn. If not stubborn, maybe their relationship did not get to the green table, and ended in divorce.

“I'll do it, but there's a condition.” Syafira's eyes widened impatiently.

“Say!” With confidence Victor will certainly respond to all the wishes that Syafira will put forward.

“Well, if I could bring Aunt Elena to Xander's birthday party, would Om Victor be willing to pretend to be with me? Tell me Om Victor is ready!” Syafira's eyes changed as Victor looked at her with an unusual look.

“Alright, if you can persuade Elena to come to Xander's birthday party tomorrow afternoon. I'm willing to pretend to date you Syafira!” victor was doubtful. Disdaining Syafira and assuming it is too difficult mission to do the young girl who is currently sitting in front of him.

“Deal.”

“Deal.”

"Help me up, Om, I'm going downstairs to talk to Aunt Elena" he suggested, impatiently, to finish the mission.

"No, you just wait here." Victor got up from his seat and immediately went downstairs. Just leave Syafira.

Not until 10 minutes, there was a sound of footsteps up the stairs, then approached and it turned out that the sound of footsteps was Aunt Elena who came.

“Goodnight Aunt Elena. How are you?” greet Syafira friendly. He showed his best smile. By staying positive

“Goodnight also Syafira. I heard you fell did the wound get bad?” tell that woman. It has always been a matter of concern with Syafira.

“It has improved enough, aunt. Oh yeah I heard aunt can't come to Xander's birthday party? Is that true?” ask Syafira to the point. There is no time to wait any longer.

“Iya Sya. I can only suffer tonight, while tomorrow at noon I have to leave immediately to attend the Reunion. So, most likely I can't attend Xander's birthday party in the afternoon.”.

“Tante has come to Jakarta, and aunt cannot attend Xander's birthday. Does aunt have no regrets?” tanya Syafira pursed her lips tightly. Africa is very far from Jakarta. And it's not every day that the woman can meet Xander. Should it be at the child's birthday party, Aunt Elena couldn't attend either?? Safira felt it was outrageous.

“You know, there is still Vicktor and Mama. I think Mama Hani, Omanya can replace me.” Elena felt that her presence in this house was not too ignored.

“Tante knows, since Xander always asked, to me because he wanted Aunt Elena to be present at his birthday party. Not without reason. Xander wants Aunt Elena to come, because every day she envies seeing her friends being picked up from school by their Mama. But not with Xander. He was only picked up by Mbok Atun and Mrs Hani. Does Aunt Elena still have the heart to go to the reunion? And not attend Xander's birthday party?” Syafira showed a clear face. He should succeed this time.

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