(Tak) Bile Sepahit Bile

Section 72

The two stood before a towering, sturdy and unshakable high iron gate. Behind the gate, stands a magnificent building like a palace of kings. Painted pure white color, with two main door leaf.

A large yard and overgrown with several trees that cool the place. Being at a height makes it visible from how many meters.

"Is this the villa we're heading to?" ask Cempaka to Gilang.

"It's the only villa here. No more," Gilang replied while paying attention to the situation inside the gate.

Quiet, no one was seen in there. There was only a luxurious car parked in the courtyard without any movement from the residents inside the villa.

"Sorry, who are you looking for?" The rebuke that suddenly sounded shocked the two.

Cempaka and Gilang backtracked away from the iron fence after seeing the appearance of middle-aged men who rebuked them suddenly. No matter where it came from, it was in plain sight.

"Sorry, is this Aryan's villa?" ask Cempaka carefully.

The sharp eyes of the man behind the iron fence scanned, looking at Cempaka from the end of his hair to the Twin chariot. At least Cempaka saw shock on the man's face.

"What are you looking for in Mr Arya's villa?" ask again with a firm tone.

Cempaka glanced at Gilang who looked confused to answer what. Because, he was only invited by Cempaka to accompany.

"I want to meet him. Father invited us to come here," replied Cempaka with a smile on his lips.

"Sorry, as I recall Mr. Arya does not have a daughter and his daughter-in-law is certainly not you. We know his family very well. Go, don't confess!" drive the man away with both eyes glancing at the twins on the Cempaka train.

Cempaka kept smiling, he understood the ignorance of the man.

"Sorry, Sir. I've made an appointment with Mr. Arya, why don't you ask him first?" cempaka said still maintaining his smile.

Clearly visible on the man's face, he did not trust Cempaka. Coincidentally the figure of the lord Arya appeared and sat on the terrace of the villa. Maybe he's waiting for Cempaka's arrival.

"That's Mr. Arya. Try to tell him we're coming, "pinta Cempaka politely. Instead of shouting, he chose to have the man tell Mr. Arya.

"Wait here!" he said, turning around to go to the master on the porch of the house. A few steps later, he turned around and looked at Cempaka back.

"Treasure."

The open lips were about to ask, clenched back and turned to continue. In his place, Cempaka could see the radiant face of the old man. He smiled when they saw him.

Mr. Arya got up and walked closer to the gate, intending to open the door himself. However, the guard preceded, and opened it to Cempaka.

"Welcome, welcome! Come on in, kid!" Mr. Arya stretched his arms wide, welcoming the arrival of Cempaka and his two children.

Cempaka smiled, while inviting Gilang he pushed his son's car to enter.

"I'm sorry, Miss. I don't know." The gatekeeper bowed, apologizing to Cempaka.

"It's okay, sir. I can understand. Thank you for following my words" said Cempaka politely.

Mr. Arya takes over the Twin's carriage and pushes him towards the villa. Followed by Cempaka and Gilang who followed behind. Glazed turned the gaze staring at all corners of the building.

"Master said, he was also his son-in-law. Does Caesar have two wives? But Miss Cempaka is very different from Miss Eva. Friendly and polite," he praised with a smile.

He closed the gate and locked it. Go back to the vigil to enjoy an abandoned cup of coffee.

"Dad's glad you finally want to come here." Mr. Arya took baby Zio and hugged him.

"It felt like my old days were filled with flowers with their presence. Later, they both will be my heirs," said Mr. Arya according to what happened in his heart.

What he says now, is very inversely proportional to what was said in the first place when in the Caesar's house.

However, Cempaka did not care much, he thought it was just a joke. So, don't take it at all.

"Sorry, Dad. Who should be the heir of the Aryan family isn't her son Miss Eva?" cempaka asked to remind Mr. Arya of Eva's granddaughter.

"She's already got the part, which should have been hers. He's Caesar's heir, but they're my heirs." Mr. Arya confirmed his words.

Cempaka was stunned, looking at master Arya intently. The man looked serious, I don't know what he should feel. Should it be happy? Or worried?

"Ah ... How is Dad?" Cempaka asked to divert the conversation. He brought herbal tea for the old man to consume.

"Yes, as you can see! Ever since drinking tea from you, I've been feeling really good. Not like I used to, just to walk you need a grip." Mr. Arya smiled considering his health that continues to recover more and more days.

"I brought it to you, don't forget to drink it. Both of Dad's grandchildren want Dad to accompany their growth and development," said Cempaka while handing the package to Mr. Arya.

"Thank you, son." Mr. Arya is very happy.

He invited Cempaka and his two grandchildren to tour the villa, while Gilang chose to sit in a gazebo in the courtyard near the guard post.

"Dad is planning to give you a villa because only you who I trust are able to take care of it and take care of it."

Cempaka was stunned, in disbelief lord Arya said that. The old man took Cempaka to the backyard, to a door that had never been opened to the public.

"What door is this, Dad?" asked Cempaka when they faced the brown door.

"In here, Dad's wife's last house was built." Mr. Arya sighed, then opened the door and invited Cempaka in to visit the wife's grave.

Inside, there is only one small building without walls that encloses a mound of earth with a headstone that reads Nirmala.

"What ... is this the tomb of Lord Caesar's mother?" asked Cempaka while staring at the tombstone.

Again, Mr. Arya sighed, allowing baby Zio's sling to stay comfortable.

"really. She's the woman I love the most. You made a mistake, and now you realize. I feel like I'd like to repeat the time to apologize to him and fix everything."

The old man's voice shook, there was sadness that caught Cempaka's hearing.

"Don't dissolve in regret, Dad. To make up for that regret, you have to live a better, happier, and healthier life. I'm sure it'll make your late wife happy there." Cempaka rubbed the back of Mr. Arya.

The man was filled, grateful to meet Cempaka and could even live close to him.