
Ary is deeply moved, as Rendy's family still regards her as family. Even though Rendy is dead, her family still loves Ary as they knew her. Even the inheritance that will be given to Rendy, is given all to Ary.
The next day, when finished breakfast Ary was invited to sit together in the family room. There all the family members gathered. There are both Rendy's parents, Anggita and Rendy's grandmother, as well as Ary.
"Ary, you know what? Why are you calling us here?" ask papa Rendy.
Ary shook his head as a sign of not knowing anything. But Ary was still sitting quietly, because he didn't feel guilty.
"We miss her so much" Hotma said as she shed her tears.
"Ma.." said Papa Candra.
Until now, Hotma still often cries if you remember Rendy. Because of his busy life taking care of some of his restaurants scattered in several areas, he was never able to accompany Rendy.
"At first we want to build an oil palm factory, considering that our plantations are increasing. But since our son is dead, we intend to build a hospital on Rendy's behalf." papa Candra opened the conversation.
"As parents we never distinguish children. Since the beginning we bought plantation land, we have been on behalf of our children. They went to school at the expense of the plantation produce on their own behalf. So do not be surprised why Rendy already has it all at a young age. It was all because he was following us. The soul of his business has been around since he sat in High School. Here he had a cafe run by street children he educated."
Papa Candra paused for a moment, her chest started to feel tight. He was sorry because as long as Rendy lived he never paid any attention. Parent's attention to their child. Even because he was busy looking for plantation land, he did not know if Rendy had lung disease for years.
"To remember him and as a sign of our apology to him, we intend to build a hospital. We hope Ary agrees, because we will build it on Rendy's land." eventually Papa Candra conveys her intentions to Ary.
"Why wait for Ary, pa? You can build a hospital without waiting for Ary. It's papa and mama's right." said Ary.
"We are waiting for you because of the will that Rendy wrote when you first served in Kulonprogo. You remember what it is, right?" ask papa Candra.
Ary just nodded his head. Actually Rendy wrote the will because of deep love. At that time Rendy thought she could never marry Ary. He was already desperate, so he started to be lazy to eat and take his medicine.
Lung pain that requires regular treatment must be in vain, just because it does not take medicine a day. While Rendy has been a matter of weeks even months not taking the drug. Plus lazy eating so that there is a disruption in the stomach.
Lung pain that eventually affect the performance of Rendy's heart, resulting in complications. Complications in the lungs and heart plus the stomach have problems, making Rendy often unconscious. Especially when the spirit of his life was no longer there because Ary left the city without news.
Ary shed her tears remembering her last moments with Rendy. So much love Rendy had for him. Although Rendy often berated him, but Rendy loved him very much.
"There's some of our plantation land on Rendy's behalf, so before we set up the building on that land, we asked for permission from Ary's son" said papa Candra.
"Please do whatever is important for the common good. Ary felt it was not Ary's right to be fully, because it was bought by papa. Ary's only right is the work of Ary's husband, not the work of Ary's father-in-law." replied Ary while holding back her tears.
"Sister, let's go out for a second yuk!" take Gita.
Gita felt sorry to see Ary sad because he was reminded again about his brother. Gita was sad every parent talked about her dead brother.
Gita took her to her room first before leaving the house to take a walk around the village.
While inside Gita's room, Ary sees her picture and her face painting.
"Gita, that's my picture isn't it?' ary asked curiously, because he felt he had never given his picture to either Gita or Rendy.
"Sister doesn't feel like giving you a picture of your sister. Why do you have it?" ask Ary.
"The painting was made when Brother was in High School, he said it was his paradise. Every night the woman would come to my brother in a dream. In the dream he said that woman would be his wife. Then he painted the face and kept it. So when you see your brother, you feel you have found your own mind. So the story." Gita told me about the painting with passion.
Ary shed her tears back. He was overwhelmed by the story of Gita. Given how much Rendy loves him. Ary took a photo and wiped the picture. It was also done with Rendy's painting.
In the painting it depicts a beautiful girl and a man. The two held hands and laughed. The face in the painting was very similar to Rendy's face and face.
The painting was made long before Ary and Rendy met in the real world. Rendy paints it based on a dream that comes when she sleeps.
"I'm ready, brother! Let's go!" take Gita as soon as you finish preparing some of the items she will carry while surrounding the village.
"So don't be sad anymore!" persuade Gita.
"Sister is not sad, just feeling moved because brother is so loved in this family. Especially brother!" ary replied with a smile.
"Gita wants to invite brother to come to his favorite place. After that we went around the village. How's it?" tanya Gita asks Ary for approval.
"Much no?" ask Ary.
"It's not far, but we're taking the train?!" gita said as she continued walking towards the garage to pick up her bike.
"Train?" ary asked confusedly.
"The train is a motorcycle, if the bike is called a slope." explained Gita.
"I have to teach Ary a few languages here. If not taught, fear later he does not know will be bothered." Inner Gita.
"Funny huh?!" ary said spontaneously.
Gita looked at Ary and narrowed her narrowed eyes to ask for an explanation.
"Here you go, a lot of funny language is heard in your ears. Strange and funny according to brother" said Ary while rubbing his neck for fear of offending Gita.
"Many are almost identical to the Javanese language. If we are at home use mixed languages, but often only Indonesian. Because it is used by young people here." replied Gita.
"Oh, huh?! Then if you speak Javanese, you know?" ary asked while riding a motorcycle driven by Gita.
"Yes, papa's parents are Javanese. They're transmigrants. My mother's parents were mixed. Ompung Doli native to Madina, people here call it a village. Ompung Boru Jawa keknya, because he is a Javanese language pinter." explained Gita drove his motorbike away from the big house.
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