Ivanya Basudewi (The Shackle of Life)

Sinta

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Bandung, the house of the Goddess...

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Vanya knocks on the door of a house she hasn't visited for a dozen years.

The girl waited for someone to open the door with a feeling of anxious expectation. Honestly, Vanya was afraid that his arrival would cause the Goddess anger.

Vanya's afraid that she's not welcome in this house, just like a dozen years ago. Where not only was he not allowed to set foot in this house, even just to set foot in the courtyard of this house alone the Goddess really did not allow it.

However, despite the fear haunting him, there was still a speck of hope in Vanya's heart. The hope that has always been in his little heart. Hope if only someday the Goddess will recognize him as her daughter.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Vanya knocked on the door of the house for the second time.

But unfortunately, after waiting for almost 10 minutes. No one opened the door of the house.

Vanya thought, there might not be anyone in this house. Vanya then turned to Haidar who had been loyal to stand beside him.

"Turn back to the hotel.. I think there's nobody home. We'll be back here again this afternoon."

Haidar nodded his head. "Yes, papa, let's rest first."

They too were going to leave the house. However, when Vanya turned her body, she fell silent when she saw a woman who was silent at the threshold of the fence. That woman is Sinta, the older sister of Dewi.

This only made Haidar feel very confused. Is that Vanya's mother? But.. Looking at his face, it doesn't seem. Haidar was only able to pay attention to the two women of different ages with his confused gaze.

"Vanya?"

Sinta looked at Vanya with doubt. He was afraid of misrecognizing people. But, if he looks back, he is sure that the girl is really Vanya. Although it had been a dozen years, he was still able to recognize Vanya's face well.

Slowly, Sinta stepped closer to Vanya.

"It's a real Vanya, right?"

Vanya nodded small. "Yes wa.. It's Vanya.."

"Ah, my goodness..."

Sinta just dropped the groceries she was carrying, she pulled Vanya into her arms with a quick movement.

"Jeez Vanyaaaaa.. Uwa kangen is with you.. Where are you tea?"

FYI: Uwa is a call for your aunt/ aunt/sister/sister parents in Sundanese.

Sinta hugged Vanya so tightly, sobs began to sound so strong that Sinta held back her scent.

"Uwa nyariin you keep Va.. In Jogja also uwa already nyari you everywhere, but uwa can not find you. Want the same papah you are also free, uwa ga tau papah house where, uwa also do not have no hp papah you.. Oh my dear, uwa kangen so much with you."

Vanya did not answer, his tongue seemed to feel faint to take care of Sinta. Honestly, actually Vanya also felt very longing for Sinta. The woman who had always been nice to him. But Vanya did not know what kind of response to give. All Vanya could do for now was to shut up and return Sinta's embrace no less tightly.

Know, when all his family is away from him, when all his family is against his existence. Only Sinta was the only family who would accept him, only Sinta was the only family who was kind to him.

Vanya also actually knows where Sinta's house is located in Jogja, but Vanya is too embarrassed to meet this woman. In the past, Vanya had already quite a lot of trouble for Sinta. Even until the children Sinta felt jealous of Vanya because Sinta paid too much attention to him.

Sinta let go of their embrace, her hands raised to cupped Vanya's face.

"Yes my.. You are so big, you are such a beautiful girl.. How was your life all this time, hmm? Why isn't there any uwa?"

"Sorry Vanya wa.."

"Why do you apologize to uwa? You tea ain't got nothing wrong with uwa.. Uwa should apologize to you because uwa all this time can not help your life. Uwa already knows how your life is like, but uwa can not help anything. It should be uwa who apologizes to you."

"Yes must be.. The same time ponkan itself inga inget. Don't forget, we're tea one blood."

"Yes wa.."

Sinta's eyes were then diverted to Haidar who had been faithful to watch the haru drama that he and Vanya did.

"Whose tea is this? White meni plus handsome pisan.. Uwa just realized that there's a handsome guy here."

Vanya just chuckled a little. While Haidar, he could only rub his nape because he felt awkward for the praise given by Sinta.

Haidar extended his hand to Sinta.

"Known tan, I'm Haidar. I'm Vanya's boyfriend."

Sinta immediately rounded her eyes, she glanced at Vanya at a glance and then received a helping hand from Haidar.

"Ga need to call aunty, call uwa aja like Vanya. I'm Sinta, Vanya's mother's sister."

Haidar nodded his head. Aaaa.. So this woman is Vanya's mother's older sister, it deserves this woman has different characteristics to what Vanya tells us.

The man then put on his little smile. "Yes wa.."

"You've got a guy who I think came from where the hell Va.. Really great."

"Udah wa, don't be in the cape mulu. He'll have a big head."

Sinta chuckled small. "You tea why or just diem outside, but mah enter just ga papa.."

"But, mama?"

"You're not staying in this house, Va.. She is now at your grandmother's house. This house is the home. Since your grandmother died, you gave this house to uwa. Said he wanted to take care of your grandmother's house."

Vanya also "oh" ria while nodding her head.

"Udah or ah, come on in first.."

Sinta then opened the door of his house, he invited Vanya and Haidar to go inside.

"Kalin wait here for a while, uwa make a drink first."

"Udah wa, don't bother."

"Udah sat down, the time of uwa's nephew came all the way here ga in jamu samu uwa. If you want to meet your mom, uwa anterin."

"Jaudah wa so."

"Yaudah, wait a minute.. Just rest first, after all your grandmother's house will also be far from here."

"Yes wa.."

Sinta also passed away from there.

Vanya and Haidar also chose to sit on the sofa available in the living room. They are waiting for what happens next.

...-TBC-C...

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