A Friend from Malaysia

The Foreseen Meeting

Andini was staring at one of the objects where a woman at least sixty years old was in front of Tadika Ceria school with other parents who were waiting for their children to come home school. Perhaps only Zubaedah was a grandmother who often came to invite Ammar there. When Ilham was still separated from Yola, it was Zubaedah who took the position of Yola to steal his eldest granddaughter with affection, taking over her daughter-in-law's duties as a mother until Ammar did not feel different from other children his age. Including taking Ammar to school, unless he is not in Kuala Lumpur or he has an urgent interest that makes the child must be picked up by the private driver of the Nirwan family.

One by one the children started to leave their classes. The children immediately rushed into the arms of their respective mothers as soon as they saw her. But Ammar doesn't seem to be out of his class yet. Zubaedah looked agitated and looked repeatedly at the Ammar class. While Andini still pay attention to Zubaidah from a hidden place from behind a car in front of the school.

A few minutes later, Ammar dropped out of his class. He came home last from his school friends because the teacher invited him to chat first.

"Grandma!!!" call him.

Zubaedah seemed to be smiling happily as soon as he saw his eldest grandson. Beloved among his loved ones.

"The tape that picked up Ammar wasn't Mommy, Grandma?" tanyakanya.

"Mommy should be e-mailed?" ask the grandmother back. "Ammar, don't you love Grandma? Since Mommy ade grandma was no longer needed presumably." Zubaidah put on a sad feigned face.

"Issh, Grandma, that's not what it is. Ammar Iaaaang very much with Grandma. As dear as Mommy, Daddy juge, Grandpa juge, all Ammar dear, Grandma" replied Ammar denied the allegations of the grandmother.

"If that kind of kenape Ammar doesn't want to be picked up by Grandma? Kenape must be Mommy?" ask Zubaidah.

"Haisss, because Ammar and Mommy are going to Aunty Andini Grandma's house!" plain ammar said. "Ammar has to get there to woo Aunty again."

Zubaydah was stunned to hear Ammar's words. As Yola requested to give her son-in-law time to persuade Andini, Zubaidah had agreed not to urge Yola or Ilham to meet her with Andini for a while until the girl was heartbroken. It really tormented him. From the bottom of his heart he really wanted to meet Andini right now, wanted him to tell her everything, that no one threw the girl away and persuaded her to go home, but I don't know if he's capable enough to face Andini's rejection later. Because what he heard Yola who often came to the Andini residence always came home with no results as he expected.

"Ammar ..." call Zubaidah cirih.

"Yes Grandma?" sahut Ammar's.

"Where's Andini's county?" ask Zubaidah. Eyes glazed. Yola had shown him a photo of the girl, only not to allow him to meet her in person.

"Where's ape?" ask Ammar back.

"He's healthy to?" zubaidah asked as he blinked his eyes, holding back his tears from falling.

Ammar recalled his meeting with Andini.

"Hum, Aunty looks healthy, "Ammar replied straightforwardly

Zubaidah nodded with a smile. Her tears almost escaped. Several times he blinked his eyelids so that the tears did not fall.

"He ... beautiful to?" ask again.

Ammar recalled again, thinking for a moment and then he answered.

"Hum, pretty! But mommy and Grandma were beautiful again," said the boy in his childishness, intending to tell him that what he had was more everything than what he did not have. In this case Mommy and Grandma are his. While Andini is someone new who is still unfamiliar to him. Well, that's how kids are, right?

Andini from behind the car can only be silent to hear it all. From Zubaedah's questions he could hear and feel how the aging woman had missed him so much. His heart suddenly ached without him knowing what the exact cause was. Feeling sad and chest tight. Shouldn't he still be angry at this woman who had given birth to him?

Zubaidah smiled as he nodded.

"Aunty Andini is Daddy's sister" said the grandmother, explaining that her hands rubbed tears that had now begun to melt on her cheeks.

"But aunty kate she doesn't want to be a family kite, Grandma. Poor Mommy, had even tried to seduce aunty, aunty still did not want to return with kite. Aunty Kate Mommy can't come back there. Aunty Early it hmmm ... If it wasn't for Daddy's sister's aunty, Ammar wouldn't have come there to woo die. Aunty is evil, Grandma," said Ammar furiously.

Zubaidah.

"Tak .. no dear. Aunty Dini is not evil. He's good" Zubaidah argued.

"But he made Grandma cry like this. How can such a person be dikate well, Grandma? He should have come back to the house, but Aunty didn't want to!" ammar said he still doesn't understand.

"Your aunt is angry with Grandma, honey. That's because Grandma didn't bully Aunty in the past. Not rapping him mad at this, Grandma can understand. You don't remember Mommy Yola's mase not coming back with a kite. With the patience of Ammar, Daddy juge Grandma, Mommy Yola can return with kite. Right?" the word Zubaidah reminds Ammar.

"But Grandma ..." protested Ammar again. She recalled that time Yola was also very reluctant to return to her daddy. How many times did he find the two fighting.

"So you come back to Aunty Andini's house, baby, you're telling Aunty to come back with kite, hmm? You're Grandma's smart granddaughter, aren't you?" Zubaedah rubbed Ammar's hair in love.

Ammar nodded with a heavy heart.

"If that's how I'm going to go back now!" Zubaidah.

Ammar agreed and the two immediately walked to Zubaidah's car parked in front. When he opened the car door and went inside, when he was about to close it again from the rearview mirror, Zubaidah saw a girl who was stuck down looking hidden behind the car behind his car.

Zubaekah. Suddenly his eyes warmed up. Could that person be ...?

Zubaedah stopped himself from closing the car door.

"Ammar, Ammar wait for Grandma here. Don't go anywhere, hmm?"

Ammar who was already sitting in the driver's side seat frowned.

"Where's Grandma going?" tanyakanya.

Zubaidah did not answer, but gave a code to keep Ammar in his place. Then he walked with quick steps towards the girl. Hopefully the guess is not wrong. Didn't Yola say Andinis often find out about their families by following them secretly? Could it be that the girl behind the car that was hiding behind the car was her?

Zubaedah's heart is feeling bad right now. Her instincts as a mother led her to find out. And as soon as he got behind the girl leaning against the body of the car, he held her shoulder slowly.

"Had you guessed, this must be you," Zubaidah immediately cried as he pleased.

Andini is in front of him now. The girl had indeed followed him from the Nirwan family home earlier.

Andini. His eyes suddenly warmed up.

Immediately he turned his body and wiped his tears and wanted to rush away from there.

Zubaidah held him back, pulled his arm.

"To-please let go of me, I want to go .." said the girl stuttered.

"Andini .. This is Mama, Son ..." Zubaedah's tears poured out without him being able to hold it.

"Sorry I don't know you. Can you please let me go? I want to go home. I just want to see my niece here" she said in a half-begging tone.

He doesn't know how much longer he'll be able to survive if Zubaedah continues like this. He did not want to be rude to this person who had given birth to him. He did not want to feel guilty towards this old man.

"Room ... Mamah. Mama's been wanting to see Andini for a long time, honey. Please don't ignore it, Mamah .." said Zubaidah sounding bitter.

Andini snorted and with one hand she let go of Zubaek's hand which tightly grasped her arm to hold her back from leaving.

"I've told you I don't know you. Why don't you understand? Andini, Andini you say? Who's Andini? I don't know! Please let me go! I'm going!!"

Not caring about Zubaidah anymore, Andini immediately walked away from Zubaidah.

"Here!!"

Zubaidah pursued Andini, and Andini further accelerated his pace. Still not giving up, Zubaidah further accelerated his pace as well. And now that Andini is running, Zubaidah also ran after Andini.

"Here!!! Just wait!! Mom wants to talk to Dini for a moment ..."

But the girl was running faster and faster leaving Zubaidah. Zubaidah whose body is starting to age clearly can not keep up with Andini to run. His breath was chasing his youngest child. Until finally without his wish, his legs fell and he fell on the streets.

"In-Die!!" call him.

Andini who felt Zubaidah's voice getting further away at the back took the time to turn her head. And how surprised the girl saw her real mother had fallen on the asphalt of the lonely road.

The longer he slows down, between doubting what to do at the moment. Do they keep running? Or help the woman, the mother who gave birth to her?

Ahhh, God!!! Andini finally had no choice but to turn back and approach Zubaidah who was struggling to wake up.

"A- is that okay?" ask her with worry. He still refused to mention Zubaidah by the call of Mamah.

Andini helps Zubaidah to wake up.

"Pardon me" he said with great guilt.

It was unexpected that Zubaidah even hugged her.

"Mama who must apologize to Dini, do not take care until Dini left all this time from Mamah. Just go home, honey. Mom can't live longer without Dini .... And lama Mamah awaits Dini ... Come back with Mamah, hmm?" Zubaidah took off his embrace and gently rubbed Andini's hair.

"I-i ..." Andini. Nervous, upset and worried about him.

Zubaidah was still whining and raving to bring Andini back, no matter the pain. His chest even felt tight due to being hit hard on the asphalt when he fell earlier. Not to mention his knees and elbows that seemed to be bruised.

"I-I'll drive to the car. A-yes ..." Andini ignored the words of Zubaidah who invited her to return.

Then by packing Zubaedah, he took Zubaidah to the car.

"Aunty?" pekik Ammar was astonished to see the stubborn Aunty Dini at his school and reached out to his grandmother.

Andini paid no heed to Ammar's astonishment. He helped Zubaedah to sit in the back seat of the wheel.

"I'll drive you home. Where's the car keys?" ask him on Zubaidah.

The old man pointed ahead. Andini could see the car keys were already hanging in place, under the steering wheel of the car.

"Aunty's good at taking the train?" ask Ammar doubtfully.

Andini smiled knot. So now he finally went also home to the Nirwan family. Huff.... With a heavy sigh, he started the car engine and drove it towards the Nirwan family home.

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