
Because it was still at 10. layya decided to meet a middle-aged mother who said Vivian from the first wanted to meet him.
Vivian stepped towards layya. layya also approached there.
"where is that mother? ". ask layya as soon as they finish shaking hands then embrace the longing and let go.
"upstairs, there's been three milky coffees she's spent waiting for you". layya chuckles.
"alright, come? ". same.
"let's say if you're on holiday there's a time we should count together this year, night's too".
Layya chuckled at vivian's words.
"alright, I'll work it out, won't let you alone.
Vivian pointed to the table where a middle-aged mother there, her body slightly fat, wearing a back-bound quadrilateral hijap, was, the bag on the table of the famous brand is chanel with his clothes designed specifically for him.
The middle-aged woman stood up when she saw layya and vivian stepping towards her.His eyes only focused on layya.he looked at Layya's face.His guess was right, not wrong.
They reached the table of the middle-aged woman.vivian forward first introduced them.
"euhmmm then.I'm staying you guys, go first yeah".vivian holds layya's shoulder.
Layya looked up at Vivian and then nodded.There is no way she intercepted vivian because she also knew the work of the woman a lot here as the owner of this restaurant.
Layya looked forward to her new mother's mother she knew her name imelda, so she introduced herself without her last name.
"you are very similar to him". said imelda while looking at Layya's face.
Wrinkles on the forehead layya visible.
"similar? with who? ". that was the opening of their first conversation.
"Annisa Latief's".
Layya rounded her eyes. Annisa her mother's name, latief her grandfather.who is this mother? why recognize her mom.
"mom knows my mom? ".
Imelda smiled in relief. Initially she was afraid of being wrong.who knows maybe just coincidentally similar and all the same.including the taste of layya and annisa cuisine.
"we're friends, friends who were very familiar during college first here, didn't your mother also graduate from the university here? ".
Layya nods to justify, but her mother chose to be a housewife without working.
Imelda was silent.she knew that annisa was no longer there when she met one of the seniors in her campus and told him.
"since graduation, my mother did not meet again with her, the last mother heard mama annisa died and not long after Annisa was brought home with her father to Indonesia because her father was Indonesian, annisa only left one paper for her to say goodbye, not her fault because when annisa moved and her mother died.I was in London, my maternal grandfather died, so coming home from there I just found out and we lost contact at the time".
Layya quietly heard carefully.he gasped when he realized something.
"don't you want to meet me because...".
"your cooking? is that true too, son? the taste of your cooking is exactly the same as the taste of annisa cuisine, the chicken porridge, the chicken in soy sauce seasoning, curry meat, everything is exactly the same anyway, when first passing through this place. my heart told me to come in here and who knows? I was brought to meet my old friend's son".a single tear fell on Imelda's cheek.
Layya hurriedly grabbed the tissue and gave it to the imelda in front of her.
"mom often eats mami's cooking? ".
Imelda chuckled at Layya's words.
"not often, it is always every meal, even every meal, annisa got a scholarship while in college and rented a cheap contract because it was far from her home to campus and also she worked at one of the restaurants here near the campus. because the mother's family was able to, because the family can afford, mom rented an apartment near the campus and invited Annisa to live together, initially Annisa refused but I offered to pay her on the condition that she always cook for me and she agreed, your mama didn't receive free stuff because it's a thousand meals she's been trying your mama's cooking results, son? and that was a happy moment for mom".
Layya kept quiet by lowering her head.
Imelda grabbed Layya's hand that was on the table.
"every day before the birthday of the mother, Annisa always make the mother a variety of dishes to celebrate the birthday of the mother and mother, very happy". the look of Imelda's face looks sad in the middle of her smile.
Layya blinked her eyes.she was saddened to hear it and missed her mother.Yes, her mom was very smart in cooking so she also learned to be her mom and like to cook like her mom. because that is also the reason one of them he wants to open this restaurant.
"ah...vivian said you want to order food here? for mom's birthday".
Imelda looked at layya.
"but here do not accept Ketering is not it? ".
Layya smiled warmly and thinly.
"specifically for the mother I will make but not from here but from my place of residence, mother just write the address of the mother's house where, later there will be a delivery there".
Imelda lowered her gaze staring at the table. Another idea came to her mind after she saw with her own eyes the daughter of her good friend Annisa and she wanted to.
"what if tomorrow I want to go to my mother's house and we cook the same there, even though I can't. I'll help what I can".
"tomorrow? ..". layya looks to think.yes, tomorrow he has no job but to spend time with his two children but if he has to go there.
The two eyeballs are just rounded.
"a-child? you already have a child? wait...two? ". surprised imelda once heard the word child. anyways for him layya at all looks like a married woman let alone already have children.
Layya laughed a little.
"everyone will express themselves like my mother when I say I have two children".
Imelda smiled in disbelief.
"man man? woman ?".
"both of them, they're twins"
The two eyes almost jumped out.
"twins? ". he said it almost like shouting.
Layya nodded in confirming.
Imelda opened her mouth shut not knowing what else to say.
"why do I want to see them, grandchildren of my best friend, ah..do they look like you or? ".
Layya was speechless when she heard the phrase 'his father'.he smiled back to throw the expression on his face, who suddenly scowled because he remembered the man.
"i think I took both of them". she replied with a smile.
"of course they are very beautiful and handsome"
"many say so"
"so how's son? can he? tomorrow to mom's? you can take your two kids, they can play there".
Layya shook her head, feeling guilty.
"if tomorrow.I ask for ma...".
"mom's birthday day! ".
"...". layya fell silent.
Imelda smile.
"lusa...maternal age will be 50 years and.mom is very willing in the age of the mother who has turned 50, can enjoy the cuisine of annisa again even through her daughter, last year, I was here too! want to meet you and want to ask for something similar.annisa cuisine, actually..mom misses him...".
Layya flinched as she saw imelda in front of her crying shedding her tears and sobbing.
Layya stood up to the chair imelda. rubbed the middle-aged woman's back gently.
Layya seemed to think hard before answering.
"all right, I'm going to mom's house tomorrow, we'll cook the same.
Imelda instantly stopped crying, looking up at layya.
"really? ".
Layya nodded steadily.
Imelda smiled happily, she got up and hugged Layya.
"thank you son, ah...at home mom many photos of mom and annisa, later we see the same huh? ".
Layya rounded her eyes. photo mami?.
"the moment here...? ".
Imelda nodded steadily.
"even as they go on campus picnics with other children as well".
Layya's face clearly looks very curious, because for her only a few photos of her mother when her mother was still sitting on the university bench. all was lost like in the swallow of the earth only one stayed and the photo said his mother was very in her tribe and she always took it wherever she went. was in her wallet and now with her.
"alright, I'll look forward to that".