BROTHER LOVE'S
Jakarta
Jakarta in the morning.
Various vehicles have crowded the city of Jakarta this morning. Nala who had just come out of the bus looked at a place that she thought was so foreign. Towering buildings were plastered in front of the eyes. Nala is now confused to find the address given by her mother where.
When Nala was in the middle of anxiety suddenly a taxi car stopped in front of her.
"Where are you going, mbak?" greet the taxi driver who already looks a little old.
Nala tried to get closer and showed the paper she had been holding.
"I want to go to this address sir" said Nala.
The taxi driver picked up the paper Nala gave him and looked closely at it.
"Oh, this address I know. Let me drop off" haggled the cab driver.
"Do you know the address?" ask Nala who is still in doubt.
"Yakin. Let's go in, please" replied the driver reassuringly.
Finally after fondling his decision Nala also boarded the blue taxi. Fortunately, Nala has money savings. So he was not so worried about the cost in order to get to Jakarta which he said the city is quite expensive.
Along the way Nala's eyes are unceasing to see the scenery around. Although sometimes Nala had to be stuck in the traffic jam but she tried to enjoy it.
After traveling for an hour and a half finally the taxi car that was riding Nala stopped at a luxury whitewashed house.
"It's gone" the driver told me.
"This house sir?" tanya Nala made sure.
"If according to the address that you gave earlier, this is actually his house, mbak" replied the driver.
Nala took out a few hundred thousand pieces of money from her bag.
"There's still a lot, sir" Nala said before getting off the taxi.
"Sama-sama" replied the taxi driver kindly.
Nala got out of the taxi immediately. His eyes looked in amazement at the majestic house that was currently before his eyes. Is this really the home of her brother's foster parents? They must be very rich. Judging from the building of his house was like a palace. Instantly Nala's guts shrunk. What if Atmaja's family doesn't believe him? What if Nala had come all the way here and ended up being kicked out? Because the reason is Nala only brought a piece of paper will to be able to meet her brother.
But Nala did not want to give up. He should try to know how it turned out. With the courage he gathered, Nala walked towards the black-colored high gate of the house. Nala was confused to call people inside because there was no bell. Nala finally took the initiative to just scream.
"Assalamualaikum! Assalamualaikum!" Nala shouted from the gate gap loudly.
A few minutes later a security guard in white uniform came out and opened the high gate for Nala.
"I'm sorry who's looking?" ask the security guard.
Nala was confused as to what to answer and explained where.
"Sorry sir. Is this really Atmaja's house?" asked Nala with a troubled heart.
"Yes right. Who is this mom?" the security guard asked in surprise and stared at Nala's appearance from top to bottom.
"I want to meet my brother sir. He lives in this house" Nala said without further ado.
The guard frowned in confusion. "I'm sorry I may have the wrong address. As far as I know the Atmaja family has no daughters,"
"But my brother lives here sir. I brought proof. This is a will from my mother. You can read it if you don't believe it" Nala replied while giving a piece of paper to the security guard.
"Sorry mbak. I dare not allow strangers to enter this house carelessly," the security guard returned the paper Nala gave him without opening it.
"But sir, let me meet the owner of this house. I am not waiting here, either. I beg you," pinta Nala with melas.
The guard seemed to think for a moment. Because he could not bear to see Nala who looked exhausted finally the security guard invited Nala to enter the yard.
"Bak wait here let me call my master" the security guard ordered.
Nala nodded small. He stood in front of the terrace of the mansion. Lots of beautiful flowers neatly lined up. There is also a small garden with a pond and fountain.
After a few minutes Nala waited for the security guard to come out too. Nala was already impatient to know the answer from the owner of this house.
Nala still could not believe that she was allowed to enter this luxurious mansion. His heart beats unbecoming.
"Can I really come in, sir?" ask Nala again.
"Yes mbak. The ladies and gentlemen are having breakfast together at the dinner table. Let me take you,"
Nala followed the guard's steps to enter the house. Nala's gaze swept across the entire luxurious house. Until his steps stopped in a room with a long table containing people who were enjoying breakfast together.
"This is the man who had wanted to meet with the master and mistress" said the security guard politely.
"Jas. Mr. Udin may return to the post again" the master ordered.
"Good sir. Then excuse me,"
Nala squeezed her long skirt out of fear. After the security guard was now he became the center of everyone's attention. At the dinner table alone was a couple and also three handsome men who were most likely their sons. Wait, three handsome men? Who among them is Nala's sister?
"Sorry, if I may know who this lady is? And what need do you need to meet us?" ask a man of such an authoritative stature.
Getting such a question back it felt like Nala wanted to disappear from this world. Cold sweat now began to flow in his temple. Plus Nala who had not had time to eat breakfast this morning and had to face the reality in front of her eyes now makes Nala feel like she will faint.
"Sorry to the previous master. I came here because I wanted to meet my brother. I'm sorry that I was rude and have interrupted your time. But this is a will from my late mother. I no longer have anyone in this world" Nala said at length.
All the family members looked surprised. Especially the three handsome men there. They seemed to throw one another a glance.
A middle-aged woman stood up and walked over to Nala. The woman had clean skin and a motherly face.
"Before, did you have any evidence to prove what you said?" ask the woman in a soft tone.
Nala then took out the paper in her grasp. Giving the scuffed paper to the woman earlier.
Now the woman read the paper from Nala seriously. Because curious husband of the woman had also stood up and read the letter.
"Pa, is it possible that he's Rinjani's son?" whispered the woman with a shocked face.
Nala who could still hear the whisper immediately replied. "Really madam. My mother's name is Rinjani. My father's name is Dirgantara,"
The couple looked at each other. In Nala's heart was so relieved that they recognized Nala's parents and did not consider Nala to be making things up. Meaning it was most likely true that Nala's brother was among the three men.
"Who's your name, baby?" asked the woman while stroking Nala's hair.
"My name is Nala," Nala replied while looking down politely.
"Nala, it would be nice to talk about this later. Now you eat with us. You haven't eaten yet, have you?" take the woman.
"Let her eat first pa, pity," she told her husband.
"Jas. Let's take her to the dinner table." her husband agreed.
Akhinya Nala just according to be invited to breakfast with them. When Nala sat on one of the chairs there, she did not escape the confused look of the three handsome men earlier.
"Pa, Mama. Who the hell is he? Why is he eating with us?" protest one of the men there.
Nala could only bow. He felt bad for interrupting their eating.
"Nanta! He's a guest, polite little dong attitude," reprimanded the woman earlier.
"Where's your guest from? Does your mom know this guy?" nanta sarcas.
"Nanta! Shut up and finish your food!" snarled the husband.
The dining table was tense. Finally a man named Nanta obeyed the words of his parents.
Shortly two servants arrived from behind after getting a signal from the master. The two maidservants gave a plate and a glass of drink to Nala.
"After breakfast is over, papa and mama want to talk about serious issues with the three of you. There is a secret that you must know," said the authoritative man earlier.
All the family members were silent, including Nala. They are busy with their own thoughts.
