Loving Brother Connect

14

A few days passed, today both Hansen and Vanya's parents finally came home. They pick up Zia and Chandra at the airport.

"Oh my goodness, I miss Mama, Papa" Vanya said while hugging her parents alternately.

"Sama, we miss you guys too."

Zia approached Hansen and hugged his son for a while.

"Everything's okay, right? How can I not be happy that Mama and Papa came home?"

Hansen gave a thin smile. "Everything is safe, ma. You know I'm a gini, ' he said.

Zia chuckles. "Yes, then just kidding, really," he said followed by the sound of laughter.

They came home in the car Hansen was driving today.

"Where is the house? You guys don't fight, do you?" This time it was Chandra who questioned his daughter.

"Yes, Pa." Vanya answered.

"Papa thought being left at home there would be a third world war" Chandra said.

Hansen was just listening to the chiming. Vanya answers more questions from Zia and Chandra.

"Not really, Pa. If you don't believe ask Mbak Sari and Bi Inah."

"Yes, believe it. We believe it, don't we, pa?" timpal Zia's.

The atmosphere on the way home was very familiar and crowded.

"Eh, have you eaten yet? How about we go to the family restaurant?" zia's proposal later.

"Not yet, ma."

"Yes, we're going there. We haven't eaten together in a long time."

"It's only been 4 days, Ma." Hansen who replied.

Zia, Vanya and Chandra laughed at the answer Hansen gave them.

Until finally the car driven by Hansen arrived at the courtyard of the family restaurant that became their favorite. It was the same restaurant where Zia first invited Hansen to get to know Vanya, their first family meeting place and at that time Hansen chose to go home first.

"Oh yeah, how's your report? That's welcome, right?" chandra asked as they were just sitting.

"Udah, Dad. Yesterday was shared the report."

"Where's the outcome?"

Vanya and Hansen looked at each other briefly.

"Well, pa." Vanya answered.

"Later papa check ya," said Chandra.

Vanya. "OK, Pa," he said resignedly.

Vanya had a hard time opening the crab that was on their menu this afternoon and Hansen was quick to help the girl.

Zia and Chandra of course paid attention to both, in their hearts being grateful that Hansen and Vanya were really getting along and compact. They hope their two children can continue to get along well and take care of each other.

In the middle of the family's lunch, a girl greeted Hansen.

"Hansen's? You're Hansen, right?"

Making the young man turn his head and be surprised to see who greeted him there.

"Dira?"

The girl named Dira smiled softly, then approached the table where Hansen and his family were having lunch. It was there that he also saw that there was Zia whom he recognized as the mother of Hansen.

"Auntie Zia?"

"Hi, Dira," said Zia. "How are you doing? You are a beautiful girl now,"

"Heheh Aunty can. I'm healthy Auntie."

"Who are you here with? Come join us," Zia asked.

Dira shakes his head. But Zia hurt him.

While in the same place, Vanya nudged Hansen's leg using his foot, the signal he gave as his curiosity about who Dira was.

"Know Dira, this is Aunt's husband. His name is Om Chandra and this is Vanya, Auntie's son …"

Dira shakes Chandra's hand with reverence and greets Vanya there.

"Hi, Vanya."

Vanya did not reply, she just threw a faint smile at Dira.

"This thought was his little friend Hansen. Our house is neighborly. It's a hell of a deed, though," Zia's light makes Chandra by her side beards.

"...but since his father had to go to Jayapura, they moved. Hansen's second grade Junior High, Hans?" Zia turned to Hansen for an answer from the mouth of the son.

"Yes, Ma. I forgot," Hansen replied, not really remembering that.

Dira also just smiled faintly later.

"Ehm, I'm with Brother Doni, Auntie."

"Oh yes. How's Doni doing?"

"He's married and he lives here so I'm back here now to stay with him."

"Keep Mama and how are you?" ask Zia again.

"Mama and papa are dead, Aunt."

Zia's face looked surprised, as did Hansen who was secretly listening. They were quite familiar with the Dira family market so this thing had a little bit of a shock to them.

"... Papa same Mama had an accident," explained Dira again.

"Sorry Auntie to Dira. Auntie doesn't mean to make you sad." Zia shrugged Dira's shoulders to show her guilt. Indeed, Hansen's mother was indeed a loving person and could not bear to hurt the hearts of others especially just because of the tongue.

Dira smiled gently. "It's okay, Auntie."

After a short chat, Dira withdrew from before all of them, she wanted to go to the table where her brother was already waiting.

"Greet Doni to his wife, yes, Dir," Zia said before the girl actually left.

"Yes, Aunt."

"When to play to Aunt's new house huh. Uh, try where your number is. Who knows, Auntie will invite you and Dimas to come" Zia reached out to Dira.

After that, Dira really left.

"It's a great pity that Dira has become an orphan. Though both parents were very good, Mas," Zia told her husband.

Chandra patted the back of Zia's hand gently. "Yes, pity. Therefore, as long as we are alive, our two children must get the best so that one day they can stand on their own feet," he said referring to Vanya and Hansen who had been quiet since Dira's arrival.

Zia is back. Hansen's mother was very talkative and very talkative.

"You don't know, Hansen was just as funny as Dira. Where do you both want. Their Elementary School is Deket, Hansen is always boncengin Dira. Dira had also fallen off Hansen's bike, thankfully nothing."

Vanya looked at Hansen as if she wanted to confirm the thing Zia had just said but the young man just sniffed his shoulders with his chuckle. Typical Hansen once.

After enjoying lunch at the restaurant, they decided to go straight home because Zia and Chandra were also tired from just arriving at their home.

Bi Inah and Mbak Sari immediately quickly brought their employers' goods.

While Vanya and Hansen went up to the second floor to go to their room. The next week they will be off school because the report distribution has been done yesterday.

"Sister?" Vanya called out to Hansen who was walking by her side.

"Hmm?"

"Can it be something?"

"What about?"

"Old brother with Dira-Dira is really bad, huh?"

Hansen laughed softly at Vanya's question.

"Why are you asking about Dira?"

"I want to know."

"Yes, deket. Kids' special deck. Play with the school together."

"Never liked her?"

Hansen rubbed his own face rough. "Sir, Van. That thought was like my own first," he answered frankly.

"Any ..." great-grandson of Vanya.

"What a weird?"

"I who should be adek to brother Hansen even be a girlfriend, well the Dira even considered adek."

Hansen laughed again. "What do you think is not strange?"

"Sheel!" vanya said indifferently.

"Maybe because since childhood I have been hanging out with Dira and I know how she is so from there came the idea that she was like my own sister."

"Well, what if I?" ask Vanya.

"You're different dong. We are big enough. Although not very big but since Junior High I already like you so hard to think of you as a sister." Hansen said while confirming the children's hair that covered Vanya's face.

"Don't like Dira, you know, brother."

Hansen smiled as he shook his head. "Will not," he said sure.

"I can see .. She is beautiful!"

"You're prettier in my eyes" Hansen told the truth.

Dira does look beautiful, she has a beautiful body and long black hair wavy. His tanned skin looked exotic. While Vanya is shorter, his skin is white and his hair is also just a boat. If likened, Vanya is like the artist Princess Titian when she was a teenager. But, still Vanya is inferior with her appearance, no matter which part of her that makes Hansen can like it.

"Udah .. don't think about this. We also talked about Dira. We better talk about our holidays. Where are you going?" hansen asked to shift the topic that made Vanya less.

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