
Chapters. 3
Although somewhat foreign to the clothes prepared by his mother, but Ara still wears the clothes of his choice. Something he doesn't understand. Why did his name suddenly prepare kebaya clothes for him? There was no event he was going to attend with the two of them. Where indeed during this time mama Yuan prefers to see Ara wearing modern kebaya clothes rather than wearing sexy dresses like most other business children.
"Tell me, follow what my mom asks. Than the length of his business. Anyway, this is also not too open very," murmured Ara as she stared at her reflection in the mirror.
Before coming out, Ara first make sure his appearance is fitting what not. Thin makeup that he applied himself on his naturally beautiful face, did not make Ara look old from her age. Precisely makes Ara look more calm and graceful. It's like a Javanese girl.
Tok tok tok tok
"Non Ara .. called Madam, she said to send her mamma," called someone from outside Ara's room door.
Ara rushed out, not wanting to make mama Yuan wait for herself for too long.
"Yes, Bi!" sahut Ara's. Fears that bi Tijah will yell at him again.
After that Ara rushed out. Found the Tijah bi still standing there.
"Well, why is Aunt still here? This is Ara going to Mama," asked Ara a little surprised.
Meanwhile bi Tijah looked faintly nodding. "Auntie was told by the Madam to pick up Non Ara," she replied.
Why so many awkwardness that Ara feels at this time. Not usually mama Yuan sent bi Tijah to drive himself. He just needs a way to the front room. Where Ara still very well memorized the layout of the room in his parents' house.
"Ah, yes," said Ara.
Although strange, but Ara still follow the steps bi Tijah who directs himself to the front room. And even more strange, to the point of making Ara almost fall because of her surprise when she saw many guests who were there. Even the head of RT in the housing he lives in is also in this front room.
Ara turned her head towards bi Tijah standing up.
"What's the show actually going on, Bi?" ara asked a little whisper.
"Non Ara's better get there soon. Later Non Ara will soon know," proposed bi Tijah.
Ara did not want to complicate bi Tijah anymore. He knew that maybe mama Yuan had warned Tijah before.
"Yes, Bi. Thank you," said Ara then stepped slowly towards the front room.
As the parents were busy chatting, Ara approached mama Yuan who happened to be sitting on the sofa near the connecting door between the front and middle room.
"Ma," called Ara in a soft voice while nudging Mama Yuan's arm.
Mama Yuan turned his head, then smiled warmly towards Ara.
"Here, dear," mama Yuan ordered as she patted the seat beside her.
Ara according to the manner of sitting beside mama Yuan.
All eyes were stunned at Ara's beauty. Where among them there are those who have not seen the growth of the girl for a very long time. Because they live in different countries and if they go home, never meet Ara because of their respective activities.
"Is this my grandson?" asked an elderly woman to mama Yuan.
Mama Yuan nodded. "Yes, Mi. This is Queenara Angelistya."
The gaze of the elderly woman seemed sparkling when she heard the name Ara.
"Then, do it right away. Before he changed his mind" said a woman named Oma Dilla.
Mama Yuan chuckled. "Yes, Mi. Before he acts out, it's better to do it now" said mama Yuan then gazed at papa Rio. Papa Rio replied to her with a nod of his head.
"It can start now, sir," said papa Rio gazing towards the person that Ara had never seen.