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Keken headed out according to the direction of his servant earlier, who said Estu came out and went to the side yard.
"What is your gas doing? It's late afternoon," asked Keken, holding Estu's arm.
Estu was aghast because it was so close to Keken. Frankly Estu felt the grisiness, especially in her heart was embedded a sense of responsibility as a husband of Kinasih. Afraid that his wife would see if Estu was close to another woman.
So Estu reflexively took off Keken's hand that was already coiled in his arm and he shifted slightly to keep his distance.
Keken was quite surprised to see Estu's movements, just like everyone else. Although Keken knows that Estu is in a state of memory loss. But the time is right with Keken?
Keken is Estu's childhood friend, a time when not a single memory remains in Estu's memory?
However, Keken just smiled taking a deep breath, she understood what was happening to her future husband.
"Come on, it's late afternoon. Magrib in a minute. Later after dinner we have a family gathering."
"Oh.... The schedule is like that, right?" estu asked, her gesture looks stiff.
"Not really, I mean not always routine. Today happens to be Kanjeng Papi will discuss something. Didn't Mas not meet with Kanjeng Papi?"
Estu nodded, then she according to what Keken said to enter. What else can Estu do other than what they say.
"Hei Tu, tumben afternoon-afternoon gini wandering outside the house?" ask Bagas who just arrived from the office.
Bagas immediately hugged Estu, wrapped his hands around her shoulders like a friend and an older brother. Anyway Bagas tried to make as familiar as possible with his sister. It was one of the therapies to help her memory recover. Estu will be provoked to feel often doing these activities, then hopefully his memory responds to past memories.
The second day at Wastu Hestama, Estu could only listen to their activities. Like currently seeing Bagas coming home from work at this hour. However, Estu also did not see her Papa coming home from the office. It is a big house but makes the distance between family members so far away, can not meet each other easily.
"Yes Kak, see the fish pond" said Estu lying. Though he had seen the gardener scraping against the mossy wall and Estu invited him to chat.
"Yes yuk! Sign in. He said Papi's gonna have something to talk about."
Estu just nodded her brother in. In his heart, 'Bagas only knew there would be an event later. Why does he not know himself?'
"Eh Kinasih?" greet Bagas as he passed Kinasih at the entrance.
"This is Mas Bagas, warm tea for Mas Bagas," said Kinasih while thrusting a cup of tea on a tray.
"Wah .. glad to go home from work there are those who love drinking water, especially from beautiful women. Feels diadenin Isti, hehe," licked Bagas.
However, Bagas said that while looking at Estu. Of course Estu did not feel happy being teased by her own brother. Fortunately Estu was still aware, that there was Keken. There was no way she was overreacting and Estu also understood her brother was just joking.
"Later sometime we chat yes, if my schedule is loose," said Bagas as he put the glass on the tray back.
"BTW Thank you for the warm tea," Bagas continued..
Kinasih just nodded then smiled.
Bagas, Keken and Estu are moving towards their respective goals.
Bagas certainly went into his room to rest for a while and clean up. While Keken headed to Estu's room, was willing to prepare her future husband to wear decent clothes in front of Kanjeng Papi later tonight.
Not really formal. However, seeing Estu who is more comfortable wearing a regular T-shirt and color pants, he was afraid later at dinner was also like that.
Keken understood maybe it was already used to the relaxed atmosphere of the village, so he had to readjust in his palace.
Will Estu remember the style? Or completely forget.
"Well ... Mas, so later if dinner clothes between this one. Mas stayed pi ...," Keken said hanging. He didn't see Estu there.
"Huh? Mas Estu? Where the hell is he?" muttered Keken when he saw that Estu did not enter with him into the room.
"Okay. gini if the prospective husband is not grasped will go. However, when grasped even like a stranger. Rigid, empty. Very PR, nyabarin a person who lost his memory," muttered Keken while putting some style of clothing on the mattress, then out again looking for Estu.
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"You why are you so aggressive in front of Brother?" reprimand Estu while whispering to Kinasih.
They stood face to face, Estu's face so close to Kinasih.
While Kinasih still holds the tray above there is still a true glass of Bagas drinking.
Apparently when Keken and Bagas continued to walk to their respective rooms, Estu instead covered and pulled Kinasih's arm down the stairs leading to Kinasih's room.
Estu did not like to see Kinasih so attentive to her brother. Yes, Estu is used to calling Bagas as a sister. Since he felt quickly familiar with Bagas, from the first Bagas to his village of Kinasih, it already felt it got the attention of close relatives.
"What the hell is Mas? I just want to take the heart of the family. Let's not be a servant, continue" said Kinasih in a soft voice as well.
"But it's not like that either. What if I really like you?"
"It is impossible that Mas. You know we're married."
"I don't like it!"
"Then, tomorrow I don't give tea again with Mas Bagas?"
"Yes, no need "
"Isn't it weird? The present is attention, tomorrow is not. I don't want to care about people."
"Can be another waiter, make tea to Mas Bagas."
"Don't you know when Kanjeng Papi came home? How do I feel?"
"Why indeed?"
"I'm upset, Mas. There may be pain, fear, just feeling alone in this house."
"Yes .. Why feel alone? There will be me."
Kinasih then recounted when Keken welcomed his Papi Estu so spoiled, as well as Papi Hestama who returned Keken's embrace. While Kinasih felt himself also family in the house and saw Keken's position as Estu's future wife. While Estu's wife already exists today, namely Kinasih, but does not get treatment like Keken.
"So you're jealous of Kanjeng Papi? You have tried to take the attention of Bagas and want to take the attention of Kanjeng Papi. Don't you like Kanjeng Papi. Maybe she's old, mommy's already that old." Bagas even nagged unclear.
"What the hell, Mas? how not to connect?" said Kinasih, frowning, astonished.
'Amnesia is amnesia, but do not need to be a bolot too, ' Inner Kinasih, did not expect the response from Estu would be like that.
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