
Bram stomped his spoon rough onto the table.
“Om, Auntie! Nasya seemed confused by what we were talking about. Can't we enjoy breakfast while talking about something more fun?”
“Why, Ta? You're afraid Om just suddenly went and messed up your show?”
“Not, Om. Not so –“
“Erlita is only worried that the dining table she just bought turned into a boxing ring.” Tukas Nafan suddenly.
“Nafan!” Erlita glared at Nafan who instead of helping her dampen the atmosphere but instead doused gasoline into the flames.
“Happy to meet directly with the heir of tungga Kusumo Group. All this time I've failed every time I faced your grandfather. But I don't think it will be difficult anymore if you have to deal with his successor.”
“Thank God then, Om. We can make it easier and support each other.”
“Oh yes, Ta. Did you know that your father hated Nafan's father so much for trying to seduce your mother?”
All eyes were on Bram.
“I never thought that fate would finally bring you together like this. You from the beginning I knew that you are the son of Bagaskara Cokro Kusumo, then I will prevent my nephew from disappointing both his parents.”
“What Om means?” erlita asked in a loud voice.
Bram casually devours food in front of him, “You're old enough, so Om I think it's time you knew that the past of our family and the Kusumo family is quite complicated.”
Bram chews his food, “How Om mengelejelasinya ya Ta? So gini, Nafan's papa is your mother's ex-boyfriend. They suddenly came from Jogja to Jakarta and somehow, that day your father saw your mother lying around with his father Nafan. Out of anger, they had a fight. And somehow, suddenly we heard the news that both Nafan's parents were killed in an accident while on the way home to Jogja. Do you not suspect that they may have a big fight on the road and then the accident happened?”
Bram put the food back in his mouth, chewed slowly and casually, then resumed his story.
“The funny thing again, a few years later, your mother reportedly died due to drifting river after saving Nafan, the son of her former lover. Don't you even think that your mother still betrayed your father's feelings even after your father died?”
“Died of Om, meaning?” ask Erlita back
“What?!” this time all eyes turned and turned to Erlita.
“Until when will Om try to cover up the fact that it was Om who caused my father to die in that fire?”
Bram suddenly choked. He did not expect that Erlita would simply bring up the old incident in front of all her family members.
“It was an accident, Ta. Don't go along silly like Eyang.” Bela Bram's.
“Oh yes? What Om sure?”
Erlita grabs her phone and sends all the evidence of Bram's crimes, which her grandmother kept tight.
****
Erlita threw her bag into the bed.
“We have no other source of information to support so the truth is only fifty percent.”
“Today I thought money could solve everything. Turns out I was wrong. Eyang Kakung started his business by taking the business and Eyang Tiwi from your Eyeang. Then destiny brought our parents and us together. Does this make sense?”
“Honey, anyhow. It's a story of the past. The dark background of our family history for three generations. I hope in the future we can make a better history for our children and grandchildren later.”
“Fan, I don't know anymore how to hold my family.”
“Ta, let's start everything from scratch! Don't let the stain of the past ruin the history we're going to write into the future. It's all happened, punishing Om Bram won't make your father come back. We just need to watch him not repeat the same mistake. That way you can more calmly face your extended family.”
“Gue wants to fix everything”
“Toooooooooo.. Right now we just need to make sure that all the mistakes of the past will never be repeated again.”
Erlita nodded. Nafan's right. He did not deserve to live with the burden of his predecessor's past mistakes like his grandmother did. He wanted to organize his life to write a more beautiful and proud history in the future with the man he loved so much.
***
Time passed, breakfast together every week began to become a tradition and habit that can be accepted by all parties. Although it does not always end well, but the habit is successful enough to make the good relations of the Susbihardayan family back to improve.
That morning, Kenny reported the news of his grief because he again had to lose his second child candidate due to the miscarriage experienced by Rania. Although Sania was never familiar with her daughter-in-law, it was evident on her face that she also felt lost and sad over what they were going through.
After finishing breakfast, Erlita deliberately invited Rania to chat in the garden behind her house.
“Kak, what exactly happened? Until you have to lose the fetus back in the womb lo?”
“Gue had a weak heart since childhood, Ta. Kenny knew about it long before we got married. Because my heart rate is not normal, my content so follow weak and disturbed.”
Erlita hugged Rania who started to tear up.
“Kenny really wants to have children. But I've failed twice to be a good wife for him.”
“Lo can't say that, Brother. Anywhere is also not your fault if the situation is rich gini. It's called destiny. I know exactly what it's like to lose a child. But just as rich I am, you can't give up either. There will come a time when God will entrust the little angels to us. Yeah?”
Rania nodded. “You want to encourage me yes, Ta?”
***
A few weeks later, Johan announced Sisil's pregnancy at breakfast. Despite being at odds and not liking Sisil, Bram and Farah seem to be happy to hear that their son is going to be a father.
Jihan also looks pleased with the news that her three-year-old daughter will soon have a cousin.
Erlita is happy to be able to create a moment where all her family members can share news, sadness and happiness and support and strengthen each other. He was sure that his grandmother would be very proud to see him at that time.
After what they experienced, Erlita was finally able to reunite the family that had been separated. Even though that moment only comes once a week.
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