Merapi Never Ingkar Janji 2 (The Return of the Sultan)
SS. 39. Twins are Not Blood
The first day on which he decided to stay at the Kamandanu family residence.
"Mama."
As usual, Nindya shouted in excitement at her arrival.
"Thank God, you've finally come, son." Mommy Arum.
It's not what the system promised. Two days from Nindya's return from the hospital, Tata can only keep his promise.
There's still a lot to do on the contract. Especially all sorts of unused items.
The kitchen utensils and other supplies he shared all to the neighbors.
"Mbak Tata, this one can make mom ?" Ask one of his neighbors at the time.
"Please Mother, just choose what can be used. If it's not fit to be used, it'll be thrown away." That answer.
If there's still anything worth selling, he's auctioning cheap, like electronic goods, just to add to his pocket money.
Tata only brought a travel bag containing clothes that he still likes. It was only a few, because there were still many clothes that he distributed to the neighbors.
"Sorry Mother, Tata must be sorted out first." Answer what it is.
"Yes, Mother understands. Come on, Mommy show me your room." He said he led her to a room in the luxurious house.
A room larger than his rented house, complete with a bed, AC and wardrobe, had been prepared for him.
"Sorry, this is all we can provide. This has become your room, want to arrange a renovation, or decorated like anything please." Mother said while in the room assigned to her.
"Alhamdulillah, this is already better than the rooms that have been used by Mother." Answer's moved.
Never even imagined she would live in such a nice room in her opinion.
"Alhamdulillah if you like. We go behind yuk. Put the bag first, then trim it in the closet if it's gone tired." He told Tata to look back.
A few days ago, before he decided to stay, he had already been introduced to all the residents within the Kamandanu residence.
And today, the first day he stayed. Accompanied by Mother Arum and Nindya, he used his time to take a walk around the residence of the Kamandanu family, just to memorize the space.
"This is Nindya's room, there's a door through your room. So, you can get closer."
Nindya's room is dominated by pink and looks very clean and neat. In the future, it will be his responsibility to tidy up and clean this room.
On the sidelines of his conversation, Nindya showed him some of his favorite items. Many toys are neatly arranged in their place.
They continued walking towards the next room. One by one the space is opened and displayed by Mother.
Except Alfatih's room. Fill in the room Al that Mother did not show. He only told me that the room at the front end was the room of the head of the family in this house.
And the room that was right across from her room, was the workroom where Al always spent his time at home.
Al was used to tidying up and cleaning his own room, so there was no need to bother calling a housekeeper to help give her away.
For Al, the room is his privacy. No one can get into it. Except for Mother Arum and Nindya of course.
Tata began to memorize one by one the space in this modern ethnic house. Starting from the front pendopo to the rear kitchen. Until they finally arrived at a room that was locked tightly.
'All the rooms have been shown and all are in a state of unlocked, except the room Mr. Al. Whose room is this ?' Ask Tata in my heart.
The last room they visited was in the back, like a warehouse. There is no way Mother will show an unused warehouse.
Kolkhi ...
Not a warehouse, this room is arranged very neat and clean as well. Like a reading room or arguably a mini museum.
Tata knows a lot about him. In the office where he used to work, there is also a clear picture of the owner of the company.
"If that's a photo of Mother's daughter and her husband. Sekar Kinanti, Mama Nindya." He said while looking at a large prewedding photo plastered on the wall.
Soft eyes, full of longing.
"Look carefully at the face of Mother Nduk's daughter, can you feel something ?" He said that hypnotized Anita to immediately see what was with her daughter's face.
"Masiah Allah ... " Tata silenced her own mouth, after she saw a sigle photo of a Kinanti, without makeup in simple clothes.
His smile was fluffy, his face was plain, cheerful without any burden. It's all like a picture of him.
Yes ... as we have heard, that we have twinning instead of blood. Maybe this is one of them.
That lip, that hair even her smile was almost indistinguishable.
"It's very similar to my Mother." Whispers watered.
Tata's tears suddenly urged to come out.
"That's why, Nindya calls you 'Mama', because Dya knows her Mama's face is exactly the same as Mama Tata's." The word Mother explains.
Their marriage was only corn. Even Nindya was still very red when they left.
My feelings can no longer be contained. The tears that had been held back finally burst out.
"The position of Nindya and I as Mother, both lost our parents, while we still needed them. But the difference is Nindya there are still Mother and people who are very dear to her." Lirih.
Mother Arum patted Anita on the shoulder. He knows very well what he is feeling. Few Mothers have heard the story about her life with Paklek and Buleknya from Wulan.
Little Tata who must continue to fight for his future, must be willing to lose the world of education, just because of selfishness alone.
"Patience son, Mother believes, a lot of wisdom behind an event." He said he was encouraging.
"Mother is grateful, God reunited Mother with Mother's daughter who has gone home. Although in a different body." As he said back.
"Can Mother's hugging System ?" He asked for permission.
With pleasure, Mother opened wide stretches of both hands.
Mother hugged the tiny body of Anita in her arms. Not only a warm hug she felt, but also a kiss she loved.
"Why are you crying ?" Tanya Nindya plain.
"Dear sister, Mama is crying because she is happy to be with Nindya." Tata answered, hugging Nindya.
He must be willing to release the warm embrace of Mother Arum changed to receive a loving hug from Nindya.
One day has come, chatting with his new family. The affection and attention he received was more than the love of his family.
Tonight is so calm, Mother has rested in her room. And little Nindya was already deep in her dreams.
But, it feels like there is less. Tata did not see Al.
'Where is he ? Why is this clock not yet visible stem of his nose ?' Thought in the heart.
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