A Piece of the Past In White Grey
Being Independent Too Fast

Tired feeling penetrated into a small body because. He even fell asleep before he got home. Tasha with her tiny body had to carry the child until he entered the hotel room.

"Miss Tasha, let me help." the woman who always accompanied him seemed to offer services but Tasha refused.

"No need, Mom. I can be alone. Mom just went home for a break thanks for accompanying us for a walk. Sorry if I wanted too much. Next time I'll try hard again give him an understanding." Tasha remembered during the walk the child was so troublesome. Not for anything else, just photos are always a problem.

Split up in the hotel lobby, now Tasha finally arrives in the room. Slowly he laid the child's body on his own mattress after he took off one by one Gara's clothes and replaced it with sleeping pajamas. After finishing with all the needs of Gara then Tasha took care of herself.

Never once did he complain of being tired of taking care of the child. Even since the baby, Tahsa took the initiative to take care of her own child. Without a companion as a husband, he never thought of the figure of the man who had made his face on earth.

Tasha really never wanted to remember the figure of the man who really made her very angry until this moment. Meksi slowly he forgets the guy if no one talks about it.

"Sha..new to come home?" Indri had just called when Tasha was cleaning her face with a facial cleanser and cotton swabs in front of the hotel's dresser.

"Yes, Mamah. Somewhat from earlier it was just cleaning up first." he said giving an explanation if they did not go home too late. Afraid that her parents would worry there.

"How's It Gara?" Now it is not Indri who asks but the Word of the Papah.

Hearing the boy's name, Tasha immediately shook her head and sighed harshly. "That kid made the mother who accompanied us pity all day, Pah. Always protest every time you ask for a photo. Every good place must be stylish." Tasha's story that remembers the events from day to night suddenly invited the laughter of the two people across there.

"Well, Sha. This time I am satisfied with the streets. So he does not want to waste the opportunity." said Indri gave understanding to the child.

"Yes, Mamah is right." replied Tasha.

Until quite a long time the two also talked fully about Gara. Now Tasha chooses to take a break because tomorrow she will walk back with the child.

Soon the woman rose from her sleep and gave her the things she was carrying and arranged them. Not until there, Tasha was inspired to add some accents to the clothes that he would show the day after tomorrow. No matter if it was night time, Tasha meticulously worked everything out. Sometimes his eyes glanced at the child who was moving while asleep.

"You must dream of a walk while taking photos, Gar? oh my goodness, that's so funny." Tasha chuckled in the middle of her silence.

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Samar felt a small clap on the shoulder when the morning had greeted. The room is getting brighter due to the sunlight that also highlights makes Tasha tired face difficult to open eyes. Next to his eyes he opened slowly and then widened.

The first thing he saw was the handsome face of the little boy who was still wearing pajamas with messy hair. It was so cute in Tasha's eyes.

"Why?" she said hello to the child who smiled at her.

"Sister, why sleep sitting?" the tananya plainly looked at Tasha who was sitting downstairs with her hands still holding the needle filled with thread.

"Oh, last night Mami overslept. You've been up since then?" tasha said she saw the child who seemed to be spending milk in a glass that she did not know when she made it.

Slowly because you nod your head. Tasha loves to see her son who often acts as an adult without her guessing.

"Next time wake up Mami. Don't make your own. There will be a time, what if Gara's hands hit by hot water? It's a danger." Tasha commemorates the child.

Not dislike if the child is too fast independent, but there is a concern every time because many do things that he thinks are not the time.

"Yes, sister." replied Gara obediently.