A Piece of the Past In White Grey
Threesome Breakfast

Morning is now back to say hello, where is the time that father and son are always waiting for. This morning I was no longer standing in front of my house. He seemed to enjoy the view in the pool next to the house by drawing. Tasha who was preparing, of course, did not notice if her son was busy that morning.

Outside the newly arrived Raga seemed to step foot near the main door of the residence of the Word. She was welcomed by Indi, Tasha's mother. Both of them stepped into the house.

"Where's it going, Auntie?" ask Raga who changes often. Sometimes he calls aunty sometimes he calls mom.

"So it's ready. Where the hell is that little boy?" said Indri who is also confused where Gara because usually he enthusiastically awaits the arrival of the papi.

Until when Indri stepped towards the grandchild's room, Raga actually stepped into every corner of the house. He walked up to the sound of a small figure drumming in a murmur stealing Raga's attention. Slowly he continued to approach the source of the sound and the small back of Gara was sitting at the edge of the pool.

Raga smiled at him, her son was so very echoing from behind like this. For a moment he saw the curve at the nape of the neck of the child so deep. Raga chuckled funnyly as she recalled the mama's words.

"If big don't be stingy with friends, Raga. Said the old man your neck that bends in like this sign stingy loh." warning from the mama looks make Raga so can see what he has now decreased in his son.

Although only a myth there is at least one thing that he can see in the body of the child. Their faces looked so different once and it made Raga sad.

"Papi, Mami, Gara.ini papah and mamah. This is Gara's sister later." Hearing the speech accompanied by the joyful humming of the child, Raga was filled. Slowly he moved closer to the child and noticed every movement of his child's tiny hands.

"Wah good picture." Raga's praise sontak make Gara look back. He was a little surprised to see the presence of the papi.

Sontak Gara stood up and hugged Raga's body tightly. Raga's response was no less enthusiastic. He hugged the child's body tightly and then carried the tiny body.

"Hehehe Papi tickled." Gagging felt a kiss on his face from the papi.

The sound of both boisterous laughter by the pool so seized the attention of the residents of the house. Even Tasha hastily approached the source of the voice followed by the mother.

 "Geez it turns out Gara's here. Mamah is looking everywhere." said Indri shaking his head.

"Gara," Tasha called out to stop the laughter of the two. Raga lowers her son's body and lets Gara approach Tasha's figure.

"Let's have breakfast first."

They all stepped towards the table. There is already a Word sitting there waiting. He saw Raga walking behind. The appetite for breakfast just disappeared.

Obviously the Word does not calm linger at home if you see Raga. It seems like everything is still so hard for him to forget.

"Well there's an important job." Before the middle-aged man steps away, the conscious Raga makes a sound.

"Om, sit down for breakfast. I will wait for Gara in the car." said Raga chose to give up.

However, he did not want to be a destroyer of warmth in Tasha's house. Because he is nobody there.

"Where's the fire going?" Because it looks spoiled whining to see Raga who was about to leave it.

Tasha felt sorry for her son. Maybe now Gara is wanting to eat with the papi, not just to go and go home to school with the papi.

"Dad eat with Mom. Let us have breakfast outside. Come on Gara." Tasha took another path. He rushed out of the house after saying goodbye to his parents.

After shaking hands, the three of them finally stepped outside the house. Because so happy in a sling Raga headed to the car. He was completely satisfied with such a pleasant day. There are things that make him feel the new atmosphere of many stories of his friends at school. Unknowingly one by one began to want from the figure of Raga.

"Morning, Tasha, Gara." the greeting from the figure of a handsome man suddenly greeted those who were about to arrive at Raga's car.

Not giving up despite being rejected by Tasha, Rafa came back this morning with his hands filled. Well, one bouquet of white roses is so tempting to Tasha's eye senses. Never once did he get anything this sweet. Even for the first time Tasha saw the beautiful bouquet before her eyes.

"This is a gift for you. And this is for Gara." one paper bag robot he handed to the handsome little boy who was hugging Raga's neck.

Gara smiled broadly at Rafa's handsome face. "Well, that's a good-looking uncle. Asik I got a robot gift. Brother, let's take this uncle to breakfast together. Later Gara want a photo of three deh." take the boy with great pleasure.

Not aware if his words actually make a happy face Raga turned cloudy at that moment. The usual call Gara pinned on him is now also obtained by Rafa. That means if the man in front of him is also well received by Gara. Can't do. Raga won't let that happen. He will not be willing to be moved by the figure of a man who he himself does not know.

Rafa turned his eyes away from Gara towards Tasha and Raga. Both faces are hard to guess. No, it's just Tasha. Because Raga is clear if it strongly rejects the proposal of the child.

"Come right, said Gara. You'd better come with us for breakfast together." take Tasha after a long thought.

He also did not want to disappoint his son. In the end, Rafa drives a car by following from the back. Along the way Raga continued to show his unfortunate face. Tasha knew it was just that she was pretending to be blind. Let what he does not hurt.