
Mr Raharjanto was visibly nervous when asked by reporters about his son's status before he died. He asked for support by looking at Khan. After Khan nodded his head Pak Raharjanto smiled and was relieved.
Before answering the questions of the reporter Pak Raharjanto took a deep breath, "There is a new past that we know now that I cannot tell you because in order to keep the feelings of my grandson, the wife of Nak Khan, marriage does not have to be recorded, anyway, in essence he is a lineage of Raharjanto. I personally apologize profusely for Nak Vefe's past."
Reporters were silent to Mr. Raharjanto's remarks. They seem to still understand what the former chairman of the board said. There are also some who immediately nodded in understanding because of personal problems that do not want to be shared for the general public.
"Is the mother of your grandchild still there today, sir?" ask one of the male reporters.
"It was me who answered him" Khan replied, raising his hand.
"Please sir." Several reporters answered simultaneously.
"My mother-in-law is Indonesian, but she lives in San Francisco."
"Is that why your wife lives in an orphanage?"
Khan smiled as the reporters grew more critical and asked a lot. Their suspicions seemed to have been answered without having to be given any keteragan. But for the sake of his wife and the good name of his grandfather-in-law, preferring not to answer and just smile.
"It was different again, the most important thing is now that we have gathered and forgiven each other. The fate of my wife Vena Fatmala we made a life lesson, sincerity."
"If I deduce from your remarks and Mr. Har, then your wife is the daughter who has just been found after being missing for so many years?" ask the female reporter who stood at the very edge.
"Something like that!" Khan gave his thumbs up with a smile.
Mr. Raharjanto smiled at Khan's testimony. And the conclusions drawn by journalists. A sense of relief in the heart as if released from the shackles of the chain link that binds his legs.
From earlier wanted to reveal the parable of the status of the biological grandchild. But confused by what words did not make his granddaughter offended. Can keep feelings and not inferior.
"Are there any more questions before we leave?" asked Mr. Raharjanto after his heart was relieved.
"How do you know and find your granddaughter?"
"Just by looking at his face and meeting his biological mother I am very sure it is the descendants of Raharjanto."
"Without a DNA test?"
"Yes without the DNA test, his face is very similar to my wife's Almarhumah Hartanti."
Vefe smiled from inside the car hearing the interview. Not expecting the biological grandfather who had been assessed did not want to accept him. Be smart and take care of their feelings.
Fear of being labeled as an illegitimate child because of being born out of wedlock is widespread in cyberspace does not occur. My grandfather and husband were very proud. Enjoy what else is to be denied now.
After the reporters broke up. Khan and Vefe were immediately invited to the residence of Raharjanto's extended family. They lived in a complex with three different houses.
There are three Joglo-shaped houses lined on two hectares of land located on the outskirts of East Jakarta Bogor Border. It was surrounded by a fence and there was a small forest around the fence.
The house of Pak Raharjanto shows the atmosphere of the original house of Javanese tribes who still hold true to tradition and custom. Both from the shape of the building and all the contents of the home furniture. Most of the furniture is made from teak wood carvings.
The house on the right belongs to Darwati Raharjanto, the first princess. The house on the left belongs to Suprapti Raharjanto the youngest daughter. The building looks more modern although both are also shaped Joglo.
Just stepping on Vefe's main door, Khan and baby Aaron are welcomed by the family's employees and personal staff. Javanese customs are very thick look good from the clothes and cuisine menu served.
The suit saw the main house and ate with Vefe and Khan invited to the house of Aunt Suprapti Raharjanto. There was one particular concern from Vefe and Khan upon entering the main door of the house. There is a photo of a gathering of socialite women who look different ages attached to the wall of the living room.
After Vefe clearly saw one of the middle-riding women, he was shocked to know her so well, "Papi ... The photo in the middle is not Eno, what is his relationship with Aunt Prapti?"