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At 12:20, I arrived at Doctor Fani's house. Earlier this morning Doctor Fani sent a message for lunch at her home only. Actually I myself am confused by Doctor Fani's attitude today. He never invited me to lunch, but he did provide snacks such as pastries, biscuits, and chocolate during interviews. Not to forget the drink. Did he bring lunch at his house today? Why am I being so worried. Let's not let the interview finish until the afternoon. This najang alamak.

I pulled the bell next to the fence. Not long after I heard the door open.

“Sister Aira, yes?” ask the teenage girl who opened the gate for me. She looks like Doctor Fani's daughter.

“Iya. Fan Doctor is there?”

“There, Brother. Yuk, in. Already awaited mama.” What's the matter? Tumben once Doctor Fani waited for me. I usually wait for him.

Doctor Fani's house is quite simple. White-storied concrete house with a large enough yard. There are mango trees, star fruit, and papaya in the yard. There are also flowers around the house. Doctor Fani does love plants. He often spends his afternoon taking care of his flowers. At the age of 5, Doctor Fani should have spent a lot of time at home, but he still works at his clinic. He said while he could heal people, he would keep working. The cost of treatment at the clinic is also relatively cheap because he intends to help. In fact, she is friendly, dedicated, loyal, kind, intelligent, and motherly. It's just a little chatty.

I was waiting in the living room, while Doctor Fani was in the kitchen. But what is the house of Rame? Like there were guests. If you know Doctor Fani again there are guests like this, it is better to just postpone the interview. I feel bad. It seems like Doctor Fani is coming from a family relative. I saw some little kids in the yard next to the house. His granddaughter may, yes. I tried to get rid of the awkward feeling in Doctor Fani's house by playing with my phone. I opened an Instagram account and read K-Pop info.

“Siang, Ra. It's been a long time yes not interview with you,” greet Doctor Fani.

“Siang, Doc. Yes, Doc. I kept interviewing with Doctor Fahri. How are you, Doc?”

“Alhamdulillah healthy. You how? You're a mess. Often overtime, right? Eating is also irregular like.”

Well, get ready to hear the fussiness of Doctor Fani. “I'm also healthy, Doc. What the hell, Doc? I eat a lot of it.”

“Yes, you're curusan. Try weighing your weight later. In my room there are scales. You can weigh later.”

“Nevent gone, Doc. Thank ye. I will weigh in at the office only,”tolakku. You just have to check your weight here. The time of each interview should be a weight check, anyway.

“You should eat more. You do a lot of work, though. Don't snack constantly. It is better to eat fruits than snacks that you often buy tuh.” Doctor Fani has started giving her advice. If I refute his words, I'm sure there won't be an interview today. Better just do it.

“Iya, Doc. Thanks for the advice.” Though snacks that I often buy are also cilok, egg rolls, and round tofu. It is good to eat while writing articles.

“You haven't had lunch, have you? Let's have lunch first,” take Doctor Fani.

“Nothing, Doc. The doctor had lunch with the family. I think the doctor has a guest coming too. I wait in the cottage front yard only.” I seriously don't want to have lunch with his family Doctor Fani. Not what. Neither is his family, neither is his friend, neither is the patient. I came here to work, not meet and have lunch with my family. I must be really awkward anyway.

“My children are on work and holiday in Depok. They deliberately take time off together so they can get together. It was like this. You don't have to be awkward. We deliberately haven't had lunch yet because wait for you.”

The question is, why is the doctor waiting for me? Lunch with family is okay. Ahh, I feel bad about Doctor Fani. Maybe lunch with his family Doctor Fani wasn't as bad as I imagined. Must be awkward. Yes already. Let it be awkward. “Ya, Doc. Come on, lunch.”

Doctor Fani took me to the kitchen. His children and grandchildren are already there. Doctor Fani's family ate it in Lesehan. He said to be more familiar. Everything is available in the middle of Lesehan. They seem to be waiting for me and Doctor Fani. Some of his grandchildren have also started eating. I sat on Doctor Fani's left side because I didn't know where to sit. Seriousness. I really feel awkward. On the right side of Doctor Fani, there is her husband. In front of me and Doctor Fani are her children and grandchildren.

“Known, nih, who often interviews Mama from YesDoctor. Called Aira. Mama and Papa call him Rara.” Doctor Fani introduced me to her family.

“Siang, Mas, Mba. I'm Aira. It could be called Rara or Aira as well. Provided not to Water.” I know I'm crisp, but I don't know how to get rid of this awkwardness. Just drown me in the pool, Doctor. I'm shy.

“Hahaha. Yes, someone called you ‘Air’, Ra. There-only you,” reply Mr. Fauzi, the husband of Doctor Fani.

Thank you, sir, for responding to this crisp joke. “There is, Sir. My boss calls me ‘Air’ if I squirm sleepy, play HP, or work is not good at the office. I'm so parno so, sir, if called ‘Air’. The effect is I made a mistake again.”

“Makanya go home from work straight away rest, instead of watching Korean drama until midnight,” response Doctor Fani. And I am still wrong.

“Refreshing, Doc. Entertainment after work,” reply.

“Say you actually want to squirm your oppa-oppa it.”

Checkmate. I need some eye refresh after seeing the writings all day. That way I get more excited about his work. It is like again charging the HP battery that is Low. I do not deny and also confirm Doctor Fani's statement. There will be a longer story and do not eat when I am hungry too.

“Well that's in front of you my first child. Called Ilham. Next to him was his wife, Mona. And there are their sons Zayn, Zayn, and Zahrah. They live in Semarang. The one next to Zahrah, my second son. Name's Fadlan. He works in Bandung. Next to him is a big boy and his only girl. Name's Fika. He studied at Jogja.” Doctor Fani introduced all the members of her family to me and who I replied with a nod and a smile to the children that Doctor Fani mentioned.

“Udah is done with the introduction? Come on let's eat. Let's eat, Ra,” said Mr. Fauzi.

“Iya, sir,” reply me while taking a plate and filling it with rice and side dishes that Doctor Fani has prepared. There are fried and grilled goldfish, soy sauce grilled chicken, vegetable soup, tofu, tempeh, lalapan, karedok, and fried vermicelli. Waah. This is all my favorite food.

“Loh, the Star hasn't woken up yet? Oh gosh. Sleep from morning till noon. Pregnant women just not to the point of sleep,”ucap Doctor Fani growled.

Who else is a star? Doctor Fani's daughter? Not that Fika's the only girl, huh? Ahh, Mas Fadlan's wife yes.

“Udah wake up, Mam. He took a shower earlier,” said Mas Fadlan.

“Zayn, oma can ask for help, right? Please call Uncle Star yes,” ask Doctor Fani to Zayn.

Zayn went straight to the 2nd floor to summon his Uncle. Uh wait. Uncle? Lah, by his wife Mas Fadlan. Doctor Fani his son 4 dong if so. Many yes too. I call this all in my head while eating my favorite grilled goldfish dish. The goldfish is delicious. Seriously. Who's cooking anyway?

“Udah wake up, Ma. Pray first.”

“Known, Ra. This is my third mother's son. Called Star. He just got back from London. He worked there as a Nerve Specialist. But now will work here, in Depok,” said Doctor Fani introduced his son.

Long time, his introduction. “Aira,” I said pleasantries.

“Star,” reply.

“Aira works at YesDoctor as a Content Writer. She often interviews mom about health issues for her articles. Mama, Papa calls him Rara. Mama and Rara are best friends. Frequently confiding and discussing what issues.”

Wait. That was what Doctor Fani talked about? How do I feel about being promoted again, huh? Since when did Doctor Fani and I become best friends? We often discuss any problems, but if the problem of venting seems not deh. As I recall, I never confided in Doctor Fani, but Doctor Fani did often confide in her work problems and sometimes her husband to me. Can't make us a best friend? I'm the one who's disinclined with Doctor Fani.

I just kept quiet not knowing what to respond to my long introduction.

“Do not join ‘Air’, Bin. So remember the sin he said,” said Mas Fadlan.

Fortunately, it was the same response from Mas Fadlan. He probably knows I'm confused again.

“Not a sin, Mas, but a mistake in the office because it is often sleepy,” I argue.

“Same aja. To make a mistake means to sin,” reply Mas Fadlan.

“Who said it? The quote is clear dong,” refute me again.

“About the author yes. So it must be clear who and when if you want to give a statement,” reply Mas Fadlan again.

Well, ngajak fight. “Kok so bring profession huh? Not so..” Suddenly I realized where and with whom I was. Ra, you just knew them today. Keep attitude. “Iya deh.”

“Quickly bright.”

Bener-bener da this Mas Fadhlan. Same with Doctor Fani. I love to debate, but I'm afraid of it. I replied by raising both my shoulders. Signs I am lazy to argue.

“Udah, already. Later the debate, yes. Let's eat first. Rara also had to interview mom and had to go back to the office again,” Lerai Pak Fauzi.

“This is a lot of side dishes, Ma. Not usually also Mama cook grilled goldfish.” That's a sounding star.

“Mama deliberately cook because there is Rara. Kemaren Rara's birthday. Aren't you, Ra?” ask Doctor Fani to make sure.

Suddenly I felt my chest tight. I think I want to cry. I didn't expect Doctor Fani to remember my birthday. I don't have any family here. My family are all in the field. I feel like I have a family that I can make a place to lean. Doctor Fani also remembered my favorite food. I was moved and felt guilty for saying he was chatty. I realized he was chatty because he cared about me. I should be grateful to have a best friend like Doctor Fani.

“Iya, Doc. Thank you for remembering my birthday.”

“Yes should dong. You are my best friend. Happy birthday, yes. Sorry you often I chatted.”

“Still, Doc. It's not okay. I like to be reviled by Doctor,” I said in a hoarse voice because it held back crying.

“Mama yes. Don't worry about Rara anymore. Rara wants to cry. Happy birthday, Ra. Stay healthy and happy,” said Mr. Fauzi.

“Happy birthday, Brother Rara. Thanks loh no want to be a material for the impingement of carelessness mama,” said Fika.

“Happy birthday yes, Ra,” said Mas Ilham.

“Happy birthday, Rara,” says Mba Mona.

“Happy birthday yes, Rara. You must be eating more and more patient days yes the person because of the carelessness of the mama continues,” said Mas Fadhlan.

“For sure. Not to mention the horror of your long mama's curse,” replied Mr. Fauzi.

“Happy Birthday, Ai. All the best wishes for you,” says Star.

“Ai?” ask Mas Fadlan.

“No can be called ‘Air’ only, right? Can I dong if that is?” answer Stars.

“Iya, can, really. Thanks Doc, Sir, Mas, Mba, Fik. I am really moved. No cry, anyway?” my spoken. But seriously! I really want to cry now.

“Aunty Rara cengeng. Time is given a Happy Birthday speech just want to cry. Aunty should smile. I'm happy again. Besides Aunty Rara is already big, can not cry,” said Zahrah with all his innocence.

“Whose word...” I immediately stopped my speech. “Iya yes. Aunty emang cengeng. Yes already, Aunty smile niih.”

Everyone chuckled at my conversation with Zahrah. They knew I was going to refute Zahrah's words. I realized he was only 3 years old. He will not know tears can also signify happiness. Happy Birthday can also be fun. Ahh I'm really happy today. Overtime is okay today.

“Basic. Boy also wants to be debated.” It was not Mas Fadlan who said it, but the Stars and with a small laugh.