TRIBAL SABUNG
Chapters. 12 - A Pair of Pair Bag. 2 - 2
“But baby, when viewed from the aspect instead of better choose Sky?” Fuji spoke again, ready to support his choice. “You see for yourself, he has speed, agility, his nature is also good, obedient. Don't you like a submissive kid?”
“Accomplishment also if it does not have the ability that can be highlighted for what?” Regi replied to him while holding his chest. “Nyoman is a reliable sniper, if her martial skills are honed. It's clear he's going to be a tough opponent.”
“Langit has good martial skills, you just teach him to shoot. Is it not the same?”
Regi immediately denied quickly, “Guruku once said, not everyone can be a sniper. Because it's not us who choose the gun, but they're the ones who choose.”
“Um, should we stop them?” Salsa whispered softly to Aunt Tun.
The middle-aged woman chuckled, whispering along. “No need, they are just discussing.”
Salsa nodded slowly and returned to her position. But when should they listen to this husband and wife debate?
“Sorry, Mr and Mrs.” the interrupting voice was the aide who had been silent before the entrance. “If you don't mind, how about we do a small interview with the two children?” he said he gave advice.
“Interview like what?” ask Regi who is interested in the idea.
*
In the end, the couple agreed to the advice given by their aide. Nyoman and Sky were called one by one to conduct a short interview. Inside the director's room, the first in the interview was Nyoman. The boy looked nervous and broke out in cold sweat.
“No need to strain, Nak.” Fuji smiled kindly, slightly using his strength to make Nyoman relax. After he saw the boy calm down, then began the question session.
“I heard you loved the World Cup Tribe,” Regi started with a topic of interest to Nyoman. And sure enough, the boy's eyes instantly sparkled. “Who is your favorite champion?”
“Benjamin of the Betawi Tribe! Did you see the final match when he fought Tole from the Toraja Tribe?!”
“Of course I saw it. What a thrilling match!”
Nyoman nodded enthusiastically, “The weapon of Gledek Toothpick is very cool! a burly body, as well as his every attack was powerful and deadly. I want to be like him because he is the greatest man today!”
This time it was Sky's answer to who his favorite champion was.
“Mu-maybe Be-Benjamin da-of Su-tribe Be-Betawi.”
For a moment Fuji and Regi fell silent, they did not expect that the Sky would stutter every time they spoke. Salsa and Aunt Tun should have written this in Sky's profile. Regi cleared his throat slowly, trying to be ordinary even though honestly his decision to choose Nyoman is getting stronger.
“Om also likes Benjamin, he is very cool with his big axe.”
“A-ah.., yes-yes, ka-kapak is definitely cool. Ta-but I-I like her a little bit because she pi-smart reading si-situasi da-and ma-able to control her way pe-pe-match.”
Answer Sky slightly attract the attention of Regi, “Oh yes, can Sky tell to om more clearly?”
The sky nodded, his cheeks slightly red. “Da-from a-early per-match, Tole has been playing a-ag-gressive. Be-yelling, la-then use all his abilities. I-it's je-obviously ka-because Be-Benyamin be-playing a-safe. In-he deliberately fished To-Tole u-to take out everything he had. After draining the st-stamina, ba-barulah in-he back attacking.”
Regi nodded, he actually had the same comment as Sky while watching the match. He did not expect the ten-year-old boy to have the ability to observe at an early age. Alright extra points for Sky and minus for his limitations of speaking and his anxiety disorder.
The next question this time will be posed by Fuji.
“According to Nyoman, what is your role in this parlor?”
For a moment the skinny boy fell silent, thinking hard. After about ten minutes of thinking, Nyoman let out a sigh of despair.
“I can't see my role other than being the most successful person and being the biggest donor in this parlor.” Nyoman answered with great confidence.
Salsa who heard sighed softly. Aunt Tun held back a laugh, while Fuji was already laughing and Regi was putting on a sour look.
“Pe-my role?” this time the sky answered.
“A-aku su-suka de-with my role as ka-kak ba-for my sisters.” The sky answered slowly. “A-I-I want to keep da-and protect Owen da-and Opie.”
The sky's sweet answer seemed to be an arrow piercing through the hearts of Salsa and Fuji. The two women were holding back tears.
“Last question, in your opinion, who is worthy for us to adopt?”
*
The sound of the files being signed was heard from Aunt Tun's office. This afternoon, a couple from Joekarta made their decision. After interviewing two children who have potential. Regi immediately takes care of the child adoption application letter. The letter will be sent to the Social Service (Dinsos).
“Alright all required attachments are complete.” Salsa said after checking back the important documents.
“How long is the process?” Fuji asked curiously.
“After the letter of application for the appointment of a child received by Dinsos, it will be formed the Advisory Team for the Appointment of a Child or abbreviated as Tippa. It took about a week of the process.” Salsa explained.
“Later the Tippa team will send the Social Worker Team or Peksos to the home of Mr. Regi and Mrs Fuji.” Aunt Tun chimed in.
Fuji was silent for a moment, a little anxious. “If you can know, usually what they ask adoptive parents?”
“For details I do not know, but in general their task is to look at the feasibility of adoptive parents psychologically, socially, economically, and see all aspects of eligibility to get custody.”
“Then are there any completeness that we have to prepare later?” this time Regi asked. His face was still the same, flat with a controlled voice.
Salsa immediately got up from her seat, walked towards the table and opened the second drawer. He took out a piece of paper which was then given to Regi for him to read. This is what it is about;
1. Spouses must be married with a minimum age of 25 years and a maximum of 45 years
2. Proof of a valid marriage, minimum 5 years
3. Spiritual healthy certificate from the hospital
4. The certificate has never violated the law or the Police Note Certificate (SKCK).
5. Earning certificate so it is worth lifting a child
“Oh, our marriage age is more than ten years.” Fuji who read said in a ignorant tone. She glanced at her husband, “Healthy spiritual, I can give her proof without the need to go to the hospital.”
Hearing his wife's words, Regi immediately coughed. He cleared his throat with a faint red hue on the cheek. Salsa and Aunt Tun who understood just kept quiet with a professional smile. While their aides were actually holding back laughter and trying to put on a flat look again.
“If all the conditions are met, Dinsos will provide recommendations based on the recommendations of the Tippa team. Later the letter of recommendation for the appointment of children was published, and adoptive parents received temporary custody for 6 months.” Salsa continued his explanation.
“For 6 months too, Tim Peksos will visit prospective adoptive parents twice. After a temporary period of care for 6 months the result is good, then the appointment of children will be determined by the court. Anything else to ask?”
Fuji shook his head, “Miss' explanation is very detailed and clear, so for now we have no more questions. Thank you very much Miss Salsa and Miss Tun.”
After a short conversation, the couple finally moved from sitting down. They shook hands with each other, before the prospective adoptive parents withdrew to return to their residence in Joekarta.
*
After waiting for almost half a month, the awaited finally arrived. In front of the terrace of the Bakung Orphanage Foundation, a luxury car is neatly parked. The adjutant and the driver were busy stuffing some suitcases into the trunk. Some children had gathered, wanting to let go of one of their families. No one cried sadly, all put on happy faces. Except Heaven.
The blue-eyed boy was well dressed, standing in front of his family. Then look to a married couple who will soon become his adoptive parents. The sky gripped her knee-length shorts firmly, she did not want to leave.
Continues…