
Dinner with the Edo family. Thoughts continue to be disturbing, Anggi is not so comfortable with this family gathering let alone his mental readiness as a child who has never been so close to his own biological father. A dozen years have passed, suddenly she has to accept the meaning of her father's new marriage to another woman, it felt so heavy she also never knew how her real mother looked but now she had to have another mother.
"Master called. Dinner's at the hotel**** You need to get ready." A guard spoke to Anggi when he was just about to enter the house.
"Oh, it's." Answer Anggi. From the tone of his speech alone can be guessed how he felt at that time when listening to news that was not wearing for him.
"Your father didn't go home? You went to dinner alone there?" Fandi's comments speak directly to Anggi. Fandi alone can hardly believe why Anggi impressed is a stranger who came to their family.
"Will you stop working? So the doctor's just there!" Anggi spoke with a heart that was not okay.
Listening to the mixed emotions coming out of his mouth, Fandi immediately shut up to understand.
Anggi was still silent, nor was he blabbering as usual. When he entered his own room, he was still silent. Fandi was just looking at him passing into the room. He also immediately went into his room and had to immediately get ready to drive Anggi to his dinner, lest Fandi measure the time to make Anggi late.
Fandi was busy getting ready while glazing in her closet. But then his eyes seemed to narrow he found a line in the mirror like writing. Fandi was quite surprised after making sure it turned out that the writing was in the mirror there.
Both pairs of eyes rounded, Fandi pegged guessing the contents of the writing even though it was not so legible he was sure if the writing carved from the top of the mirror must have an important meaning. He thought for a moment, how to read it. Then another idea came up, he needed something a dye marker. Getting that conclusion he immediately searched in every corner of the room for objects he had thought of. But, baby, there was none there.
Fandi was still unable to calm down before he managed to solve the puzzle. He doesn't need to be just a marker, anything that can leave a trace in the mirror can definitely make it legible.
Fandi ran out to find something that could help him.
Tok.tok.
"Go, open the door!" Fandi was impatient when she wanted to get into Anggi's room.
Anggi appeared when he had already unlocked the door.
"You got a marker, white UK ma'am, or whatever it is." Fandi went straight for the things he needed.
Anggi did not know what the objects in question were for.
"I need something. You must have, right?" Fandi quickly asked again did not give Anggi a chance to answer first or ask first.
"Spidol's in my bag." Answer Anggi.
"I want to borrow it quickly!" Fandi doesn't look very patient.
Anggi did not mind it, he walked me towards the school bag there should be some color markers in it. While busy searching inside the bag Fandi could not stand still, he also circulated his vision to all parts of the room.
"I found it!" The thrill of directly taking a few markers at the Anggi study table.
Anggi was curious, Fandi's behavior was quite strange at that time even Anggi did not know what the marker was for. Out of curiosity Anggi walked then followed Fandi after he had entered into his room.
Anggi opened the door to look directly at the sight of Fandi who was doodling mirrors with his marker. It's weird especially Fandi's serious expression when doing it.
"You're painting over there?" Cetus Anggi origin while walking and see clearly what Fandi did.
Just a glance, without explanation can make Anggi understand at that time. A piece of writing appeared there and he could also clearly read it.
Fandi felt the entire remaining part of the mirror with his hand, but there seemed to be nothing else but there.
"Who wrote these words?" Fandi was very confused. With his own two eyes he was finally able to read the inscription inscribed on top of that mirror. A name, he doesn't know who.
Fandi looked at Anggi at that moment. He guessed that Anggi would know the meaning behind his name.
"She's my grandmother's name." Anggi told Fandi that a thousand times the question came up.
Fandi increasingly does not understand why there is the name of his grandmother there, in his brother's room.
"Who wrote it? The goal for what?" Fandi spoke to Anggi by asking again.
"Maybe it was accidentally engraved there by Mr Han?" Anggi stopped his speech. It was true that only Mr. Han could write the name in his own room, then who other than Mr. Han did it?
"Sister Han left behind an engraved intent here. Maybe you'd like to ask your grandma?" Fandi immediately guessed and concluded at Anggi.
"Cannot be. Dad said Grandma's gone." Anggi then told a very confusing fact at that time. Why write the name of a deceased person.
"Have forgotten it. Maybe it was unintentional." Anggi tried to reject his own heart that was different when he said it. He wanted to assume if it was nothing and just something that accidentally stuck there. There was no intention of someone to remind the name of someone who had died, meaningless.
Anggi had walked again towards the door, he had completely left Fandi's room which he was now alone in.
Fandi hurriedly removed the marker that was imprinted on the mirror. He didn't want others to know about this.
Fandi rushed back to change his clothes. He must be able to look neat without disappointing Anggi who included him in the dinner banquet, even though he only became a driver but he still had to maintain the appearance.
When he was busy tidying up the clothes in the mirror again, his eyes did not stop looking in that direction, he is troubled by his riddles but as Anggi says that the name engraved is the name of his deceased grandmother. So just assume it doesn't mean anything. But if the person in question still exists and lives somewhere, does the clue tell you that you have to meet that person?
Fandi stopped again when tidying up a little more of his appearance back then. If Brother Han makes it something he wants to convey without being able to be realized by anyone.