I Love U Uncle's

The Old House of Dilan

Hugging her family picture frame Dilan sat on a single sofa while leaning there . Both of his eyes were tightly closed while recalling his old family who had left himself in this world .

Dilan's tears flowed without Dilan noticing, describing how much his longing felt to mending his three parents .

" Why did you leave me alone" said Dilan, who let her tears dry out on her own .

" Mister.." said the middle-aged woman standing beside Dilan, she seemed very sorry for the fate of her master's son .

Dilan opened her eyes and turned to the direction of the voice .

" Salma's Bik ?" dilan said to his house's butler, he was Miss Salma . A faithful servant who has worked for the Gibran family for a long time .

" Bibik knows the lord is sad, but do not dissolve in the grief of the master . Because it will make them grieve young master ?" Said Salma who wants Dilan to be happy again as usual .

" yeah bik" replied Dilan trying to smile to Salma .

" Bik .. I want to go to the upper room first yes." said Dilan who is still faithful to bring a picture of his family .

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Dilan opened the door to the room he had lived in, still feels the same as 3 years ago .

He inhaled the air of the room, smelling a fragrant smell as he entered his room .

He turned his head and looked towards the balcony of his room whose door was wide open, saw a flower lined up neatly with a pot was there .

Dilan does love flowers, because in the past he often helped Mother Sinta and Mama Anna care for flowers while the meteka was still alive .

"there is still "said Dilan approached the flowers lined up neatly in a small pot .

" maybe Bik Salma took care of him" said Dilan looking at the flowers that he had long ago abaikam and did not visit , honestly he was still very afraid and not strong if he had to return to this house . There are so many badan that are stored beautifully in this house, until he is not willing if the reality says if he has become an orphan .

Namu somehow from last night suddenly he misses the old house and wants to visit it . So from that , early in the morning he rushed to the old house without telling Ayudia . Because right now he wants to be alone first without anyone else bothering him .

He went back to his room and laid his body in a bed that he had not been in for a long time, feeling comfortable and warm . But it felt something was lacking as he looked at the empty side . Feeling lonely and empty, he suddenly missed the whining and babbling of Ayudia . Though there had not been a day he left Ayudia, but it felt like he missed the girl terribly .

Is he angry ??."

Ask Dilan in her heart .

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Dilan fell asleep too soundly, without him realizing the day had become dark . Room light has not been turned on .

" it looks like you've been asleep for too long" said Dilan, twitching one side of his slightly migrant head .

" sign.tok..." Knock the door from outside the room .

" come in "answer Dilan who is still sitting in bed .

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the door opened in half, and Salma stood in the doorway .

Dilan seems to think, what he wants to eat right now .

But suddenly he remembered his memories with Mama Anna .

Dilan darling..do you want mama masakin what son ?" asked Anna who was standing in the doorway with a sweet smile .

What if Dilan likes ,Especially the mama masakin Dilan "answer the 12-year-old with a sweet smile .

Want to help mom ? " ask Anna extending her right hand .

ma "Dilan grabs Anna's warm hand .

Every day I want to be in masakin mama with Sinta's mother, cook you the most delicious and best "Say Dilan who holds Anna's hand down the stairs to the kitchen .

Big Dilan stood on the stairs, as if she still saw the shadow of her past with her mom .

Ms. Salma just silently followed Dilan from behind 'she knew that her young master still missed his family .

Dilan slowly went down the stairs, following her shadow with Anna towards the kitchen .

Dilan want mama masakin fried chicken ?" Ask Anna to her son .

Mau.mau ma , Dilan likes the thigh part of the chicken ma "

answer Dilan beside Anna .

Dilan big smile to see it .

Dilan long enough he stood there, watching the harmony of the relationship of the child and a happy mother .

" Mister.." said Salma softly aware Dilan of his daydreams .

Tears dripped from both of Dilan's eyes, as quickly as possible he wiped them with his arm .

" He's a bik ?" Dilan answered and turned to face Salma who was behind her .

" What do you want to eat ?" ask Salma again, the question that has not been answered .

" it looks like I want to cook myself, bik, " replied Dilan and rolled up her long sleeves .

Ms. Salma smiled and gave an apron so that Dilan's clothes were not dirty .

" want me to help sir ?" ask Salma .

Dilan replied with a nod of his fist . Ms. Salma smiled happily and picked up a box of chickens in the refrigerator and cleaned it up . While Dilan smoothes fried chicken seasoning with a machine to make it faster and more practical .

Dilan was happy, even though she was cooking with Salma instead of Mama Annanya . At least this can all treat his longing for the late Anna .

After cooking finished cooking Dilan invites Salma malan together at one table, though hesitant and unpleasant Salma was forced to follow Dilan's will . He knew that Dilan ingim was accompanied by dinner and did not want to eat alone .