Fire Sun

Families

Adit looked around. There is something strange about the event he attended with Seno, the papa. The man forced her to wear a navy blue suit reserved exclusively for the two of them. This event may be quite important to his father. However, none of Seno's coworkers Adit knew or his papa subordinates Adit had ever seen.

Papa Adit is a senior pilot who works at an international airline. This also makes Seno rarely go home. Seno had brought Adit to Indonesia almost two years ago, but did not keep his promise to bring him to the mother's family. 

Adit's eyes swept over the people who came. All guests must pass through metal detection doors and carry-on items must also be checked using an x-ray security scanner exactly like the protocol at the airport. But Adit noticed there were people in full suits with sunglasses and hanging earphones, standing guard at some point.

He did not recognize the host whose name was plastered in front. Of the rank written, that person was a former four-star general.   

Feeling thirsty, Adit walks towards a table that serves a lot of drinks. He picked up one stemmed glass and walked to the corner. Observing guests who are increasingly crowded fill the room prepared at this five-star hotel. 

"Adith? Why are you here?"

Adit. From a small door that became a secret access, there appeared a girl in a blue dress. His eyes looked at Adit from top to bottom with a probing look. Characteristics of a Naraya's gaze.

"Gue?" Adit raised his shoulders while shaking. "Not knowing either. I was invited to bokap."

Despite frowning, Naraya finally nodded. The girl grabbed a glass and gulped down a little. "Lo's eyes used to worry about me" Naraya scolded without turning his head. The girl reprimanded by fixedly staring towards the front, towards the crowd of people.

Adit smile. Quite honed is also the instinct of this Naraya. "Don't ge-er, I'm just surprised to see you wear a dress."

Naraya snorted while raising a smile next to her lips. "If it wasn't for this show, I wouldn't be wearing a dress either."

"What's this show, anyway?"

While playing the empty stemmed glass with one hand folded, Naraya glanced at him. "Lo don't know what show this is?"

Adit.

"When does it come if you don't know? Wear all the suits again."

Adit's turn is snoring now. "If I wasn't forced, I wouldn't have come either. I also bought Gesna."

Hearing the name of his friend mentioned, Naraya started to grin. "Lo what does it mean to get close to Gesna?"

"meaning? Why do you ask?"

Naraya held out an eyebrow for a moment. "As I said, people like you can't suddenly go nongol, makssa into people's lives, if there is no purpose and purpose."

The sentence was slow, pronounced casually but immediately hit the mark. Adit until reflex turned his head and could not control his surprise for a while. 

"Brain composition lo majority negative like," Adit grimaced.

Insinuated like that, Naraya just muttered cuek. The girl placed an empty glass on a nearby table and passed through it. Stopping for a moment to draw a flat smile and say, "Our kayaks don't like to annoy others, but don't try to interfere."

Adit looked at Naraya's departure with many question marks. Just like Gesna, the girl was not afraid of him either. He's tickling. Once people were afraid, to meet him alone did not dare. However, when they find people who are immune, they even dare to warn Adit. Just like Naraya and Gesna did.

Adit's attention began to lead to the presence of important people, and state officials whose figures are often on television. They drew near to an old, well-built man standing up, and endured it. Maybe the old man was the host, Adit thought. He then tried to remember the last name of the general that was read earlier, as he had read before.

"Good afternoon dear guest. Welcome to the anniversary of the golden wedding of General Purnawirawan Pravda Manggala Hardiyanto," greeting the host wearing green kebaya with brown batik cloth. The host of the show is known Adit often fill quiz shows on television. 

Adit was still watching the show intently. MC began reading the general's life history. How to meet a wife, when they get married and spice it up a bit with some romance stories.

"Enterminators and invited guests. This is the Father General Pravda Manggala Hardiyanto and the Mother Athena Gandawisastra. They have 3 children and 6 grandchildren." 

The general stood up while holding his wife's hand. The two smiled warmly at the guests who had already clapped.

"On this show also attended all his children and grandchildren." The MCs started calling one by one the general's son.  "First child, we welcome you with respect. Mr. Mayjend Davendra Natta Hardiyanto and Ms. Astri Wisnu Wardhana." 

Adit then understood why the event had a strict escort. There are many officers and military officers in this building. MC also introduced four of the major general's children. All are men. Two of them are also active officers in the TNI body. The smallest is probably still a school and the same age as Gesna.

Applause filled the room. Adit could see Naraya standing backstage, but suddenly someone pulled his hand.

"Adit, where have you been? Papa until look around the room," said Seno riled and brought him near the stage.

"What's this show, Pa?" Adit looked into Seno's eyes. "Do you know Adit does not like to participate in kayak gini events?"

Seno sighed for a moment. Noticing the MC who started to introduce the general's second child. "Well, next is the second child of Mr. General Pravda, namely Mr. Satria Adhitama Hardiyanto and wife of Ms. Hagia Sofia. Had a son named Naraya Alisha Hardiyanto."

Adit turned to the stage. Naraya is here. This is his grandfather's show.

He then understood. Also, the guts of girls are big. That girl must have been aware of whoever was behind her.

Naraya did not advance to the stage, but rather approached the MC and whispered. The MC looked surprised then slightly bent down and then corrected the speech. "Okay, I'm sorry. Satria has two children. The first is Almarhumah Neira Ardini Hardiyanto and the second is Naraya Alisha Hardiyanto."

"You remember Papa's promise, right?" seno whispered looking at him.

Adit noticed how Seno was breathing so deeply.

"Now is the time." Seno patted Adit's shoulder gently.

Adit was still trying to understand the meaning of Seno when the name of the mother was mentioned. 

"The third son of Mr. General Pravda is Almarhumah Ibu Adhisty Dahayu Hardiyanto. He came home about 10 years ago."

Adit's eyes began to widen, looking at Seno in disbelief. He did not know that his mother's last name was Hardiyanto. Mrs Name. Hadinata is used more often by her mother. Neighbors also called by that name.

"But on this occasion, her husband and son are also present in our midst." MC smiled for a moment. "As a birthday present and as part of the Hardiyanto family. We ask to go on stage, Mr. Sena Arya Hadinata. With his only son ... Aditya Kesuma Hadinata."

The general's face looked surprised. When Seno went up and greeted him, his papa was hugged tightly.

Seno waves to Adit, asking him to go on stage.

During this time, many times performing, Adit never felt stage fright. However, his steps were extremely heavy right now. Like a thousand stones. So ... This is my mom's family? The family that Seno promised to introduce as the lure back to Indonesia?

"Hunting rises. Like a bride deh lo," hissed Naraya who was on the stage. The girl's eyes are still sharp, but Adit can recognize a line of a knotty smile on her lips.

Adit went up and greeted the general. His hands are cold. He saw the great general. This man is his grandfather?

The general hugged Adit. "Eyang. Call me Eyang, and this is Eyang Daughter."

The woman beside the general also embraced Adit longingly. His eyes were glazed. "Grandfather Yangti finally came. Yangti thinks you're very comfortable in Auckland. I don't want to go back to Indonesia."

Adit smiled stiffly without a sound. When introduced to his cousins. As she was about to shake hands with Naraya, the girl refused.

"Naya already knows, Om," Naraya told Seno. "He's the Chief of the Tribe at school."

Seno turned to Adit with a judging look. "You're a school?"

Adit nodded. "He's the head of the gang at the school" he said, appointing Naraya.

"Well, you slander" hissed Naraya glared.

The attitude was only for a moment because Naraya immediately changed in an instant when approached by another cousin.

"Well, you know Adit?" tanya Bima, Pravda's eldest grandson who also followed in the footsteps of the Eyang served in the military.

Naraya. "One school is Adit."

"Nadiah... How'd you say that?" A woman approached too. The woman who was introduced as Mama Naraya. "This is older than you. How are you, Adit? It's as if I've never been home."

Adit can see Naraya trying to hide the rotation of the eye.

"No, not in Jakarta" murmured Naraya. "Naya also knows that Adit is Aunt Adis' son."

"You call him Mas Adit" said Sofia. Adit smiles winning because Naraya looks very tortured and tries to hold back the protest.

Sofia then chatted with Seno as well as Bima, while Naraya began to step out of the circle slowly.

"Remember, call me wearing Mas. Mas Adit," Adit scolded Naraya. The girl again took a position at the edge of the room. 

Naraya simply glared and turned his head with a mocking look. "So .. lo Adit who used to push me to the bird group, right?"

"Lo Naya who saw the kiwi bird was afraid?" reply Adit. His brain began to remember a cousin who was almost the same age as him. I used to come on vacation.

"Not scared, but he's weird. Can't fly." The girl snorted as Adit laughed. "Lo has long since moved schools, why just nongol now to the family?"

Adit took a breath for a while, looking into the crowd. The fathers sang along with the music. "These people rarely go home. I don't know the family either."

He looked at Naraya. "Pantes lo nyolotan. Around all the steel tanks."

Naraya chuckles off. A laugh that Adit never saw in person except being with Gesna. "Originally, you nuduh. What is your philosophy of life?" naraya won't lose. "There are them or there are none of them, my blood is indeed spartan blood."

"Yes, if there's no Eyang. Where there's spartan flow in your blood."

Naraya. "Can you call Eyang, right?"

The girl's lips laughed again. "If Mas Bima, Mas Banu and Mas Juna knew you broke people's teeth. Don't expect you to be able to call Eyang so easily."

"Oh, huh? Why?"

"Let's know that later." Naraya put his shoulders back. "If it's in front of Eyang, we don't talk about lo-gue."

"What a terrible thing, huh?" tanyakanya. "If Eyang is fierce. Why do you stay nyolot in school?"

"Different. The prettiest granddaughter I think I have a dispensation." Naraya is full of meaning. "Where? Good to live in NZ? Why are you just back in High School, anyway?"

"Who am I in Indonesia with no one? I moved to Jakarta because Aunty Sabrina moved to the US. Same marriage there. At first, I wanted to come to the US, but bokap even brought it here. He said he wanted to see me go to Mama's family." Adit pocketed both hands in his pants pocket. "And .. It turns out that you're my family."

Naraya folded both hands, seemingly watching the performers. "Bokap lo yesterday-yesterday to the house came in Bonyok. But there is no lo. Yes, how do I know that Adit Om Seno is yes lo. Adit's name is a lot, anyway."

"Isn't Bonyok lo in Abu Dhabi?"

"Yes, but for this show they'll definitely go home." Naraya was then seen thinking while glancing towards him. "Eh, you're cool playing the guitar. Sono main's. Show it to Eyang."

The girl then pushes Adit's back towards the music stage and asks the MC to call Adit.

"It turns out once you've not jaim. You're as barbaric as Gesna, huh?"

"Sori yes, I'm not jaim," Naraya cut.

Adit laughed as he raised his chin to Naraya. "This what? It was so different when you first talked to me."

"That's the name, Mas!" The girl again encourages Adit to take the stage when the MC calls her name. "If Gesna knew you were my cousin, she would be shocked" Naraya added enthusiastically.

Adit's move stopped. "Naya, don't tell Gesna that we're cousins."

"Why?" Both Naraya Eyebrows were perfectly raised.

Adit. "Nobody knows we're cousins."