BLUE METAVERSE

LILY'S HOUSE

Faiza jumped on top of the helicopter with the help of the bus. Patently the single man sat his nephew in the front seat of the heli, right next to his seat as the pilot of the large propeller. He also ruffled Faiza's hair before putting a headset on her nephew's head with a shady look and smile. Far from the impression of a rogue and haughty attached to him all this time. Ritha smiled at their familiarity. Blood ties still unite them even though his uncle and father are still often at odds, but still support each other as brothers.

Ritha sat alone in the back seat. When you are done wearing a headset. The bus immediately turned on the helicopter engine until the sound of the engine collided as loud as the sound of the propeller that began to swirl. The longer the rotation is getting tighter before finally the heli is lifted from the Pad and moves increasingly higher.

Enjoying the view of the city of Jakarta at an altitude is a pleasure in itself. The towering tall buildings with various architectural designs spoiled his eyes. Part of that building

it was designed by Ritha and the GNC and GBP design teams. There was a sense of pride tucked in his heart. Not many people know his work. Only those who like to peek at the company profile of GNC and GBP know that the Building is the design of the team he leads. Not everyone should know. Proud not to make it big. Starting tomorrow, Ritha will reduce her professional role to focus on accompanying the critical times of her children who enter the search for identity.

After crossing the city of Bogor, the scenery turns into a natural landscape consisting of mountains, hills, valleys, rivers, and natural landscapes that cool the eyes. God designed this beautiful landscape. Man simply lives to enjoy, preserve the natural ecosystem and manage it as a form of his time sent down by God to Earth.

The weather is very sunny. There were no clouds, strong winds or anything else that disrupted the flight this morning. Within an hour the helicopter had landed on the helipad behind Lily's house.

The children of Lily – Aksa, Amar and Alisa- are seen running outside the house through the side door. It must have been the roar of the helicopter that told them to greet their relatives with joy. Blue was seen trailing his three nephews in the back. Lily and Asep appeared later. But Faiz did not appear to be in their midst.

Where's the kid going? Ritha wondered in her heart. There's an emergency infiltrating there.

“We're here.” Faiza yelled with joy at removing the headset she was wearing and putting it on the spot that had been provided in a new type of helicopter plane that Satya had bought last month. The appearance of the helicopter is more cool and sophisticated. That's why Bas was attracted to the "test drive" of the new helicopter and offered to deliver Ritha and her son to Sukabumi. Though Ritha feels more comfortable if you go escorted by a rented pilot only.

“Don't be in a hurry, Honey! Let the heli propeller stop perfectly. Patience. New door will open after all safe.” Ritha reminded her daughter not to rush down. Safety must take precedence. His daughter looks very enthusiastic to immediately meet his uncle, aunt and cousin.

Faiza remained seated in her chair while observing the movement of the propeller which began to slow down. The little girl waved at her cousins who had greeted them happily. He looked agitated, impatient to get down and join his uncles, aunts and cousins. His buttocks were lifted several times and then lowered again into the chair. His eyes occasionally glanced towards the round sitting behind and turned to look at the shadow of the helicopter's propeller movement impatiently. The movement was repeated several times before the propeller stopped perfectly and the door automatically opened.

“Hai. How are you?”

Faiza jumped from the door in a quick motion like a squirrel jumping from one coconut tree to another. The little girl ran over to those who greeted her while shouting happily. “I'm coming.. I'm coming.”

Ritha could only shake her head. The little girl is very expressive and enthusiastic. It was very different from her silent and mysterious brother. After greeting his uncle and aunt, the boy immediately invited his cousin to run around in the park.

“How are you, Brother?” greet Lily who greeted him with the most friendly smile. Ritha was so admiring her sister-in-law's soft-sounding voice and her incredible hospitality.

Ritha replied with an equally sincere smile.

“Good, Ly.”

“You picked up Faiz?”

Ritha smiled faintly. “As you know. He will bring bad influence to santri here if still allowed to do as he pleases.”

“Faiz is still a good boy, brother. Maybe only the place no longer matches what he wants.”

Ah, it was cold to hear the words of her sister-in-law who was encouraging her. Faiz is a good boy. Ritha doesn't have to think.

“Log yuk.” Lily took him into her large house but impressed old because the building is designed ancient Europe that is no longer trendy at this time. The pillars are round, large and threaded.

Ritha did not follow Lily's invitation. It's better to wait for the Bus who still hasn't joined them. The man was still on the steering bench checking the technical catch of the plane before it was left on

his pad.

“Faiz isn't here yet, Ly? Though we already told him to pick up this morning.” complained Ritha in a slow voice.

“Not yet. I think it's still in dorm.”

“Not to hurry, Brother. Relax here first. I'll go to the pesantren. Brother definitely needs to see Mr. Umar first right? We chatted for a while here while refreshing. We miss you guys. It's been a long time Ritha and Satya's sister are not here.” Lily said.

Ritha nodded and smiled faintly.

“I can't stay here long. My time is only an hour.” The bus approached them with the face of the rogue breaking Asep's advice to relax in his home.

Ritha. An hour? Where enough. Duh so sorry why was not adamant to go with a rented pilot just so that the time is more loose and comfortable.

Asep immediately nodded. Understand there is a subtle disagreement between brothers-in-law. He approached the bus and greeted and embraced his brother-in-law in a friendly manner.

“Unfortunately mas Bas is busy huh?” lily asked who showed her disappointed face to Bas's reply. Really am. She still misses her brother-in-law, brother and sister. Wishing they could chat linger long let go of longing.

“Time is money.” Replied Bas while raising his chin and eyebrows together.

Lily throttled after touching her biological sister. Accustomed to the haughty attitude Bas did not eliminate Lily's disappointment in her brother's speech earlier.

“Where did Satya go?”

“There was a meeting with a working partner from Canada.” replied Ritha who was still trying to calm down despite being arrogant with the matter of time limit of an hour delivered by Bas suddenly without compromise.

“Reason. He would want to spread the charm of the same Canadian bule.” Bus sneer

Ritha smiled and squinted her eyes at Lily who already knew the meaning of the blink of her eyes was, do not consider the words of the bitter tongue.

“Satya seems like a real intention to find another blue-eyed girl. His wife is boring. His Ustadz-ustadz always suggested he was polygamous.” Still not satisfied with sneering. This time the increasingly painful sentence Bas sounded in Ritha's ears. But Ritha could only stroke his chest without wanting to refute Bas's blatant remarks enough to disturb his heart.

"Satya's sister was told to be polygamous. Brother Bas who is still single should marry first. Statistics in Indonesia are balanced, even men are a little more. There is no reason for polygamy because there are more women and men must be cherished by marriage." Lily chirped in a cynical tone. He seems to be upset with Bas. Although living in a remote area and thick with religious life, but Lily was not one of the people who support polygamy.

"What told you is that polygamy wasn't me, Ly. Ustadz-ustadznya Satya." denied Bas smiled curiously.

"That's justadz-ustadznya Satya seems very anxious to know there are rich businessmen who are handsome but only have one wife. Though many other women who ngarep be his wife and pursue him."

Lily thaws and pulls Ritha's arm away from her bitter-tongued sister. Not really ngeselin. Pantes does not sell. His mouth was never stel pitched sweet, but often eat sweet sweet. His tongue too smoothly uttered bitter and spicy sentences without thinking about the feelings of the person who heard them.