
"Let's go Ra.. We're going in!" The voice of Neta's mother surprised him.
"Mother...who lives with us in this house?" Ask Kayra to make sure. Maybe the person peeking at the window was one of the house assistants in this house.
"The four of us are with Bik Sari and Mang Ujang" Neta's mother.
"Sorry Madam, Non, I just got home from the market. So I haven't had time to cook." Bik Sari came in tergopoh-gopoh while carrying quite a lot of groceries. Kayra offers help to help bik Sari but bik Sari does not want to.
'No-no intruders. I'd better check later' Kayra muttered inwardly. They immediately went into the house. The furniture inside is shades of gray-white. It feels very modern minimalist. Very compared to turning around with the previous big house Classic and more highlight its beauty.
"Ra. I have prepared a room for you. Let's see." Take Neta's mom with Kayra's hand.
"But.rem first." Neta's mother orders when they're in front of the second-floor room. As Kayra closed her eyes, Neta slowly opened the door of Kayra's room.
"Open Ra's eyes..!" Mother Neta's orders of spirit. Kayra opened her eyes. He was wide open his room was bright yellow. Favorite color. Starting from the horden, bed linen is also a bright yellow wall. Kayra immediately rushed into her room.
"Mother... This is Kayra's room? Waw is so pretty.. Kayra loves it. Thank you, Mom." Kayra said as she hugged her mother tightly.
"Yes, this is your room. You can keep it until you marry Dariel." Said her mother with her grief that closed her tight.
"If Kayra is married, can Kayra not come here anymore, ma'am?" Kayra asked sadly.
"That's not what Ra's mother meant, this room is always yours. But if you're married, Dariel will take you to his house." Neta's mother tried to explain.
"Tomorrow your blessing Ra. at St.'s church. Jhoseph. Mr. Erlangga contacted his mother. Is it true that you don't want to have a good party?" Ask Neta's mom.
"Yes.mom. We just want to marry sacred and simple just with close family only. Isn't it Mom?" Kayra looked at her mother expecting an honest answer. When she saw her mother nod her assent, Kayra continued her words.
"Mom. Later if we have become successful people, then we will make a reception. You agree, right?" Ask Kayra to make sure.
"Whatever your decision is, we parents are definitely supportive." Replied Mother Neta, she immediately hugged her only child.
"Udah. Let's try your wedding dress first. It was delivered by your future husband." Mother Neta said, she walked up to the glass cabinet and picked up a large box with ribbons.
Kayra opened the box with a thump, she could not wait to see the dress she was going to wear tomorrow. A white dress. Some parts are decorated with pearls.
"That's pretty.... ." Kayra muttered admiring her dress.
"Try Ra first" orders his mother.
Without waiting for time, Kayra immediately tried on her dress. Very well on his body. Time and time again he turned around - swirling to observe his reflection in the mirror.
"But Ra... What if it's not good?" Ask Neta's mom to hesitate.
"I believe, in my mother's hands, I must have looked very beautiful. Yes, ma'am.. Wouldn't mind helping Rara?" Ask Rara spoiled. He wanted to be closer to his mother. To erase decades of their separation.
Neta's mother nodded, there was a sense of pride running through her heart. His son made him feel needed.
"Udah Ra. So that it's not dirty when it's worn tomorrow." Mother Neta warned.
Kayra obeyed her mother's orders which she saw as good." He immediately changed clothes.
"Mom wait downstairs yeah, get off we have dinner together. I want to see if Bik Sari has finished cooking yet?" Neta's mother said as she left Kayra.
Neta found Bik Sari who was busy cooking. "What cooks?" Ask Neta to know.
"Chicken soto cooked equal potato mistress. Madam wait in the dining room. Here's his stink." Bik Sari smooth. Actually he was not too comfortable with the presence of Neta nearby.
"Can I help you bik? I want to learn to cook again." Neta cuek replied that he did not understand that his presence in the kitchen disturbed Bik Sari.
Neta helps mash potatoes. Deftly he immediately finished it. Making bik Sari not believe. All this time he thought that Miss Neta didn't understand anything about the kitchen. Turns out he was wrong. The potatoes are ready to be fried in a short time. Sweat poured down Neta's forehead. Probably because he hasn't been in the kitchen for too long. Until the heat of the stove makes it sultry.
He shouldered his hair high so that he did not feel sultry. Until it shows birthmarks on the nape, a black spot shaped like a leaf. Bik sari could clearly see it. He was stunned to see the sign of Neta's neck. Instantly her tears were dripping.
"Miss Neta... May the aunt ask?" Tanya bik Sari hesitated.
"What's the bik? Ask away. If I could answer yes, I would answer." Neta said with a smile looking at the wrong bik Sari.
"Ehm... are the parents of Miss Neta still alive?" Bik Sari's question made Neta feel confused. But he did not mind he also answered questions bik Sari.
"My mother died giving birth to me, and my father died seventeen years ago. When I was pregnant with Kayra." Answer Neta frankly.
"If you may know, what are the names of papa and mama mistress Neta?" Sari again threw a question, making Neta even more suspicious. Don't make Sari have anything to do with her past. Neta decided to be straightforward.
"My father Doni Kesuma if my mother is Ardila Sari. My name is taken from my mother's name, Neta Ardila. I never saw my mom. Mom's photo burned out when our house was on fire." Neta sighed deeply, feeling the bitterness of losing her beloved mama.
Bik Sari hurriedly turned off her stove and immediately ran away leaving the flustered Neta.
"Bik Sari... What's wrong?" Ask Neta to be confused. He immediately chased after Bik Sari who ran to the room. What really happened. Or who exactly is bik Sari? After knowing papa and his mama immediately married strange. Does Bik Sari really have anything to do with her past life?
"Sir. bik..., open the door! Please give me an explanation, what really happened?" Neta knocking on Sari's bik room door. He was very worried about the state of Bik Sari, who looked very hit.