Girl Without Nasab & Ningrat Son

There's a Pungent Flavor

When the weekend arrives, Dad Pandu invites the family to take a walk to the mall. Just release tired and also entertain Indi. Although it has done reconciliation, but Indi himself is still sad. According to Pandu's father even though Indi admitted the breakup of his engagement with Satria did not make him sad, but Pandu's father knew Indi very well, his daughter loved Satria. There must be some sadness in his heart.

"Tumben, Dad .. Why do we take a walk to the Mall? Usually Father and Mother would like to invite us nature tourism," asked Irene, Indi's sister who is now 21 years old.

Just like Indi, Irene was also a beautiful girl. If, Indi has waist-length hair, Irene only has shoulder-length hair. Now, Irene is still studying at the Faculty of Teacher Training taking Early Childhood Education.

"Streetings, Brother. If you know what you want to buy to the Mall," replied Jayah Pandu.

"You guys take a walk, you can make fun. Let Mother and Father nostalgia momong (nurturing in Indonesian) you again," replied Mother Ervit.

"Sir, later buy nail polish yes, Ma'am," Irene asked her brother.

"Hm, yes .. can," Indi replied.

Pandu's father drove his car in one of the malls in Jogjakarta. Then they went for a walk together. Indi and Irene walked in front, behind her were Dad Pandu and Mother Ervita.

"If the children are grown, the idea is like this, Nda. Used to carry with hipseat one and the other hand held by his hand. Now, you can follow them. Children who decide where to go, we parents follow," Pandu's father told his wife.

"Yes, Mas. Follow kids. Thanks Ma, I know this is a means to comfort Indi right?" ask Mother Ervita.

"Yes, I want Indi to be happy. Not constantly sad. If Indi is sad, this Yayahnya is also sad," he replied.

Until finally Irene took Indi to a store that sells trinkets of funny items such as dolls, tumblers, even nail polish is there.

"Well, buyin' a doll?" pinta Irene to her Dad.

Understandably, Irene is still a student. Still like to ask for snacks to Jayah or the Mother. However, it is more asking to his father.

"Byeah," replied Jayah Pandu.

"Yes, which good one is Dad? It's a funny penguin, but the duck duck one's funny too. It's so good" said Irene.

While Indi was looking at the dolls, actually also wanted to buy one. However, when he wanted to ask for an opinion from his father, Indi suddenly became confused. Remembering his nasab, and remembering the figure of the man who now helped choose a doll for his sister was actually not his biological father. Indi silently lowered his face. He shed his tears, and hurriedly wiped them away. Even though he admits only the love of Jayah Pandu, and vice versa, it still feels awkward.

It feels foreign, but I'm happy to be his son. If I could ask God, I would also be his biological son, Jayah Pandu.

Indi hid the feeling and bad taste in her heart. Until he finally felt the presence of his father at his side.

"What is this daughter of Jayah going to buy?" ask Jayah Pandu.

"Eh, not really, Dad," Indi replied. He immediately put the two puppets he had held into place. Connect with his own father.

"The pink is funny, Ms. Didi. Want to buy that?" ask Dad Pandu again.

Indi observed for a moment the pink doll that his father appointed, he knew that pink was his favorite color. So, Jayah Pandu also chose the doll according to the favorite color of his son.

"Indi's been great to play dolls, Dad," he said.

Almost a circle of tears dripped from the eye pelupuk Indi. However, Indi tried to hold him back. In a public place like this, she did not want to cry.

Eventually, Irene called her father back. "Well, which good me is Dad? If only Mother said this gold."

Previously, the mother had chosen the gold color for Irene. However, Irene still asked her father. Funny indeed, the two girls always asked and asked for any consideration to his father.

"Mother's choice is good too" he replied.

"So, gold huh Yeah? Yes, I bought one that is gold, yes, Dad," Irene replied.

After that, Irene approached her sister and asked. "Which one did you buy? Let's buy, then let's get paid yayah all of you."

"You don't have to, brother. I still have a lot at home."

Finally only Irene bought a little doll and I checked. Indi did not buy anything. Feels smug. However, Indi also felt that there was so much that Indi got from his father.

After the store, they walked past Frank's diamond shop with a magenta color that looks luxurious. There is a solitaire ring that is played there. Indi paused for a moment, he seemed to know such a ring model.

Ah, like a ring from Satria. Beautiful and sparkling diamond solitaire. Unfortunately, I only wore it for two weeks.

Her heart ached remembering the engagement that was void. Supposedly if there were no transverse aral, they would have a wedding in two months. Unfortunately when you want to prepare, the veil in the past is revealed.

"You want that ring, Ma'am?" ask Mother Ervita now.

"Eh, no Mother. Just remember ...."

Indi did not continue his words. Too sad to remember what happened. Even now Satria's words still ring in his ears.

This ring is round and full, just like my endless love for you, Indira.

His heart returned. Both of his eyes were back in tears. Satria and the engagement ring she gave back. It is in the heart of despair that the engagement ring will turn into a wedding ring where both will be drawn there. However, the snooze occurred because the engagement had been nullified.

"Already, Ma'am .. if a mate must meet. Just as the saying goes sour in the mountain, salt in the sea, meet in the lake. Something that has been destined to be together even though it is separated as far as possible, will eventually remain together" Pandu's father said.

Indi nodded his head. Thankful that Father and Mother were with him. This is the real bond, the selfless loving Father, the wise counseled Father. Never vilified Satria and her blue-blooded family.

"I can ask a soul mate like Yayah aja deh," Irene joked suddenly.

"Weh, why is it?" asked Mother Ervita while smiling at her youngest daughter.

"Dad is the best anyway. My first love," Irene replied.

Indi smile. In his heart he admitted that his father was also his first love, but Indi did not want to say. Shame and shame, but the heart cannot lie. His father is his idol and hopes to get a life companion like his father.