_Bulan

Looking at his son’s condition, he hesitated for a moment. He slowly hugged him and comforted his child.  

“Damn it!” He cursed himself. “He just five…The mother would kill me if she knew I did this to our sons.” He muttered it in his heart. 

“I’ am so sorry. I will not force you.  Let's get a new shirt for you.” He wiped his tears and smiled at him.

THE STONES

A small house in the outskirt of the town area. Living a small family of four.  An older couple with the pair of their children. The sister and the brother had their age was quite far and most of the time people would think the brother was the sister's son.


The girl just graduated from college in archaeology. She applied for the company in her town. She intended to stay with her old parents and with her cute brother. She didn't mind at all when people mistook her brother as her son.


Mdm Irene, the mother, hurried up calling her children from the downstairs.


"Bora! Hurry up or you going to be late."


Mdm Irene prepared their breakfast of delicious omelette on the plates. It was their favourite all time. Never had enough of an egg every day.


Not long after Mdm Irene calling her, Bora went down with her little brother, Wira was in her arm. Wira was 2 years and he had a disability to speak but he could hear and understood their words.


They had him at their early 40s. It was a super blessing for the couple as they were still in good health and missing the noise in the house after their eldest daughter went to college. A year after Bora attended the college, her parents had Wira. The gap was 20 years and some of the naughty friends said it was Bora's hidden son. What a statement!


"You haven't tried it! It's more super delicious! Hahahaha." 


She laughed and planted a kiss on Wira's head. 


"Wow! Smell nice!" The father walked down from the first floor. A nice figured with a thin moustache on his upper lip. He smiled when he saw his small family was blithely gathering at the kitchen. 


"There was nothing precious than this." He thought in his mind.


"Come, dad! Have a sit here," called Bora. Wira waved his father. In his smile.


Wira spread his hands and Elan picked him up and cuddled the little boy in his arms. Wira was ticklish when Elan brushed his moustache on his soft cheeks.


"So Bora, tell us. Are you going for the interview?"


"Yes, mom. The interview will be in this afternoon. I hope they will accept me. I don't want to work far from here. I had my three years away from you guys. I don't like it."


"Ohh, honey. We missed you too back then. But if they need you to work away from here, don't push your luck okay? We still can visit you or we move in with you!" Mdm Irene looked at her husband and smiling towards him.


"Really??" She also turned her glance and looking at her father. Her eyes were sparkling.


"Don't start it, girls. " The father stopped them from making the wild assumption.


"Go through your interview first then talk about it."


She pointed out her chest. Elan lifted Wira and tossed him to the air. The boy was laughing and wanted some more. He then swung him in his embrace.


"Do you want to go with your sister, Wira?" asked Elan to his son.


They all laughed. Bora hugged her father from his back and thanking her father for everything.


"I'm so happy!" Exclaimed Bora to the family.


THE FAMILY