Don't Cry Mother
JMB 55'S. Will It Still Survive?

" After what happened last night is it still a shame hmm?"

Haish, it seems that Yasa is getting attached to Kaluna after they did the unification last night. Kaluna who was currently standing in front of the mirror while wearing her instant hijab was already hugged from behind by Yasa. The man continued to kiss Kaluna on the back. The smell of Kaluna's body had become opium to Yasa at this moment.

" She, I have to go to the kitchen. Mending mas wakein Tara deh to pray at dawn first."

" Haish, if I think I'm so lazy, I'm going back to town."

Yasa breezed out of the room after successfully getting his kiss on the wife's lips. Kaluna's eyes were perfectly rounded as Yasa did that all of a sudden. Happy her? Maybe it is. From Yasa's attitude, Kaluna knew the man really loved her.

" O Lord, may our marriage always be blessed by you. Aamiin's."

Kaluna walked out of the room. It's time for her to move in the kitchen. Although there is Mbok Yem but Kaluna does prefer to cook alone. But this morning it seems different. Her mother was there first.

" Here, mama rest. The Kaluna monastery is cooking."

Vanka smiled, looking at the princess's now more radiant face and the clear hue of happiness emanated there. In his prostration, Vanka never prays for the happiness of his daughter and granddaughter. And now his son-in-law is also becoming a list in his prayer.

" Mama also wanted to help with cooking."

Kaluna smiled. Two women with different generations of hijab now seem busy struggling in the kitchen. Prepare breakfast for all family members. And of course special food for Tara. This morning Tara will have breakfast oatmeal cereal plus yogurt and fruits.

In the room the boy was playing with his father. After taking a bath and carrying out the obligations of the two rakaats, Yasa and Tara are happy to make a picture together.

" Aih, Tara used to paint. Why is this picture like this."

" Cosplay is amateurish."

Pict by pint

Yasa laughed at the son's words. As a professor who met many students and met many intelligent people, Yasa certainly knew that his son was a genius. But Tara was really smart hiding her intelligence and it was as if she was just a 5 on the 6 year old boy.

" Don't Tara want to go to school."

" Ehmmm, Tara seems to prefer home. In Kanak-Kanak Park, it's just play. At home I can play too."

" But at school, Tara has a lot of friends."

The boy was silent for a moment. Yasa was really waiting for what would be Tara's next answer.

" In Kindergarten it is not effective. Most learned the picture, Tara already can. Learn to read, Tara can too. Learning numbers, ehmm Tara can already count even multiplication. So for Tara less effective kasian mother teacher fall mubazir ngajarin Tara. Let the teacher teach the others and Tara sit sweetly at home."

Plaques

Yasa patted his own forehead hearing the son's reply. He did not think that his son would answer so. Mubazirs? Is there a science that is taught it to be redundant?

Yasa just shook his head slowly. Really, facing a smart child seems really not easy. Tara always has her own arguments with each of what Yasa says and asks. Sometimes this is beyond reason. In a sense Yasa would not have expected his son to say such a thing.

" Aish, you can do this. Aah let's go to the dining room. Mommy must have finished cooking. Oh, grandma and grandpa came last night."

Tara walked quickly outside the room. He went straight to the kitchen, found the place where his grandmother was. He certainly knew the grandmother would be in the kitchen this morning.

" Assalamualaikum nek."

" Greetings waalaikum. Great granddaughter, sholih. Is Tara healthy?"

" Alhamdulillaah healthy grandma."

Vanka hugged Tara tightly. At this young age, seeing the laughter of the grandson makes him happier. It seems that happiness is simple. Not long ago Raffan also joined there. They are ready for breakfast together.

Tara seemed to have to hold back her wanted race for a while until the end of this morning's breakfast. All eat with no sound wisdom. But a riot created Tara when she became someone who finished first.

" Mother yelled last night why?"

Uhuk

Kaluna who had just drank water immediately coughed at Tara's words. Yasa immediately patted Kaluna's back slowly. Kakuna's face was clearly flushed with embarrassment.

" That's boy, you see the cockroaches so you scream."

" Ooh that. Tara was a little surprised, mother screamed at night. Tara thought why, because Tara really woke up going to the kitchen to grab a drink."

Yasa breathed a sigh of relief. While Raffan and Vanka only giggled amusedly. Of course they understand what's going on. It was really like Kaluna wanted to submerge herself into the bottom of the deepest sea. Even though there were only two parents, he was still ashamed.

Haish, it looks like I have to blind that room in the soundproof house. Let the sexy voice of Kaluna not be heard out.

Yasa grumbled in his heart. He really did not expect that Tara would hear that.

" The next time you have to be smoother when doing activities."

Selorohan Raffan makes Yasa and Kaluna lower. Tara just stared in wonder at her father and mother. No matter how smart she is, Tara is still a child who sometimes does not understand what adults are talking about.

" Sir, will Tara be able to listen to my grandmother's story yesterday?"

" Of course, baby."

The morning atmosphere in the villa was warm amidst the cold air. The cold in highland areas has always been a convenient place for the residents of metropolitan cities. Evidently many people flock to visit the peak when the weekend arrives.

But that warmth and smiling atmosphere would be able to endure if a storm came their way. Up ahead there is a thunderous storm ready to hit. A storm bigger than ever.

Klara actually contacted everyone she knew in the entertainment world. In fact, he asked people to look for the origin of the Kaluna family behind this new Klara learned that Yovanka Restayu was once an artist with the stage name Yovanka Whietney.

Klara smiled even more when she found out some of these surprising facts. This is the way to destroy Kaluna.

" We'll see, will they still survive the news that will come out tomorrow."

TB