Catastrophe In Old House

Meet Bima 2

Rani looked at me as if asking 'May you eat?' holding his stomach which was hungry.

Rani's face turned clear looking at me who shook her head. His eyes were rounded with eyebrows in the bend and then his mouth was waved. Holy hooch! My cute sister looks so cute. Looking at him who was still parched I threw out my breath through my pug nose.

Nodding a sign of agreement, Rani smiled widely and then looked at the food that had been served in front of us.

"Wait a minute, mom's son will come home we eat together, right? What's wrong?" asked the mother, afraid that we would feel uncomfortable.

"Yes, it's okay" I said, holding my sister's hand so she could hold her hunger.

"Assalamualaikum Mak" a man's voice greeted from behind the door.

"Waalaikumsalam," answered the three of us simultaneously.

The man who was already the head of the three was staring at us confusedly,

Whose son are they? That's what I caught from the look on his face by drawing that frown.

"Here eat the same mother, there are guests as well," mother pulled her son towards the dining table.

"Later mak, Bima wash your face first,"

DEG....

My chest suddenly thumped quickly, something went wrong, this person looked familiar. Maybe he's the one we're looking for.

"Come on, tired of it, it's eating your wak," (yes, hurry up, it's eating us again, )

"Okay mak, (Ready mak/Oke mak).

I stared at Bima's back from a distance, I really felt familiar with that person's posture. Is it true that he is loved by Joints? He looks ordinary, but why even become a scramble? People's tastes were different.

"Did? Not eating,"( Already? ayok eat).

Although we looked at each other to investigate but ended with a mouthful of rice that entered the mouth. Whatever the reason, the name of the mouth should not stop chewing.

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"Where are you from?" ask Bima after she finished helping you clean the dishes.

As good guests, we certainly can not be silent, should help even if only lifting the plate to the kitchen.

"We are from the city sir" I replied representing Rani who was still busy letting her stomach digest all the food that had gone into her stomach.

"Ooh, what's your name?" ask again.

"I am Risa and my sister is Rani, if father?" first of all make sure he really is Bima or not.

"You can call me Mr. Bima," hearing that I smiled with relief. This is the first Bima we found. I don't know if the right person or not.

"Then may I ask you, sir? We're here looking for someone who's the same age as the father and his name is Bima, where you know, the father of the person we're looking for," I hate to ramble, let's just to the point.

Rani looked at Bima expecting him to be the answer from Liya.

"Oh so... What do you want to ask?" thank goodness this person seems kind and easy to talk to.

"Father knows the person in this photo," Rani proffered the photo she kept in her bag.

The photo of Joints and Liya that we found in my grandmother's album. Until now we do not know why there is a photo of them on the album grandmother, I forgot to ask about it and just focus on looking for Bima.

Pak Bima's face suddenly turned sad, like something was weighing on him all this time. Is he the Bima we're looking for? In view of the look on his face that immediately changed it looks like we are not wrong people. If it's true, then the compass is amazing.

"Where did you get this photo? What's your relationship with them?" Instead of getting an answer, we were asked a question.

Honestly, right now my face and Rani can't cover our upset. What we need is not a question. But sometimes, humans like to beat around like this. Repugn.