
Yati sat in the back seat, along with Grandpa. Two bodyguards sit in the front seat, with one of them serving as the driver.
The Grandfather was silent, watching the street, through the car window.
Yati could also only be silent, not knowing, what she could say to open a conversation. He felt that he was a nobody, who had a lot of insight and knowledge, to be able to talk to Grandfather, who was not an indiscriminate person.
"Kiara," called Grandpa slowly.
Yati immediately looked over. He thought that, Grandfather had already started a conversation with him, whether it was related to what. But Yati believes that this has something to do with her relationship with her husband, Mr. Ginting, who is the granddaughter of her own grandfather.
In fact, Yati had been suspicious when she first contacted her own husband, to go to the office because asked the Grandpa, to accompany her for a walk.
Although Yati also knew if, her husband did not know, what the Grandfather really wanted to convey.
For the reason that she was feeling lonely and wanted to be accompanied for just an afternoon walk, as told by her husband earlier when contacting her, all that, sounds absurd to a Yati.
"May Grandpa ask you something?"
Finally, the Grandfather asked Yati, because earlier, sat was called, Yati just turned her head, without asking or saying anything.
"Grandpa asked what of Kiara? Didn't Grandpa have everything?" yati answered back asking.
"No. That's not what Kiara means."
It seemed, the Grandfather was starting to have trouble speaking, with the intent he actually wanted. And the Grandfather, finally let out a long sigh, to make himself calmer, because he would say something very important, for himself and his future life safety.
"Grandfather wants to ask you, can you answer Grandfather's question honestly?" Finally, only that question could be asked by Grandfather.
Yati smiled at the question from Grandpa, which sounded ambiguous. Because he did not know, what the Grandfather really wanted from him.
"Grandfather wants your Flower Brooch. If I could, Grandpa would buy it. Are you willing to sell it to Grandpa?"
The question asked by the Grandfather this time, must have astonished Yati. "What's the Flower Brooch for Grandpa?" tanya Yati is fishing.
Actually, Yati began to be suspicious of the wishes of the Grandfather, who wanted to have the Flower Brooch. No way, a man, who was as old as Grandpa, was interested in women's accessories like the Brooch. "What is possible." asked Yati inwardly, which she could not submit to the Grandfather at this time.
Yati so thought if, the Grandfather had anything to do with the mystery of the Flower Brooch, which he had. Moreover, all of it had something to do with being her. And the Flower Brooch, too, which is the link between her and her real biological parents.
"How's Kiara?" asked the Grandfather again, urging Yati to answer him immediately.
"What's Cake made?" yati asked, trying to figure out the reason for Grandpa.
"Grandfather just wants a collection. It seemed, The Flower Brooch was a rare item. And Grandfather wanted to know if there was another Flower Brooch, the same as that in this world."
The answer given by Grandfather, actually did not make sense to be heard by anyone. But Yati could only nod her head, without asking any more. He just tried to connect everything, to draw conclusions from various points of view from all the questions and answers given by the Grandfather to him.
Since the Grandfather no longer asked or said anything, Yati finally tried to ventured into asking something a little sensitive, as this was scraping information about her own past.
"Did Grandpa know, how...that is, a little story maybe, from the story of the Flower Brooch?"
After asking so, Yati let out a sigh of relief, although there was still a lot of worry in her heart, regarding the answer that the Grandfather would give her later.
After both of them were silent, finally a long sigh was heard from Grandpa.
"Hmmm..."
Yati glanced at a glance. He was still waiting patiently, despite the anxious and anxious feelings, which he felt.
"Actually, Grandpa knew a little about the Flower Brooch. But may Grandpa ask, where did you get that Flower Brooch?" asked the Grandfather, who wanted to make sure that, Kiara whom he knew as the wife of his granddaughter, was the daughter of his woman.
The innocent child, who decades ago, he ordered to be dumped as far as possible, on one of his bodyguards, who was unfortunately dead, in an accident after he finished duty. And he hasn't had time to ask, where is the area where the baby was dumped.
Yati squinted her eyes, hearing the question from Grandfather, about where the Flower Brooch she got it from. "Do I have to tell you about my origins? but this will create new problems for Mr. Ginting," asked Yati, inwardly.
"Where's Kiara from?" the Grandpa wanted to know.
"Can Grandpa tell you a little bit about that Flower Brooch? You mean Kiara, her history?" yati replied, asking Grandpa.
Grandpa seemed to take a long breath. He should be able to get the Flower Brooch, at any cost. Even though it had to uncover its own secrets all along.
But for all that, Grandpa has to plan something, to be able to bring Kiara together with her woman. Even though it has to be to Singapore again, with a new reason as well.
But a new problem will occur if, Mr. Ginting not invited also to Singapore. Because Mr. Ginting, it is impossible to let his wife go with the Grandpa himself, without him, wherever he is, let alone in Singapore. Meanwhile, just now, he had seemed to object when the Grandfather went alone with Yati, even though it was just for an afternoon walk.
"Do you want to know, who is the owner of the Flower Brooch for the first time?" asked the Grandfather, to provoke curiosity from Yati.
And it turns out that the lure from Grandpa succeeded. Yati looked at Grandpa with a serious face.
"Did Grandpa really know, who owned the Flower Brooch, before me?" tanya Yati convinced.
Yati feels suspicious, if the Grandpa is...
"Yes I know. But he's not in Indonesia."
the answer given by the Grandfather, again made Yati feel suspicious. "Is it possible that this Grandpa was the husband of that woman?" ask Yati, who thinks and makes her own conclusions.
"If the woman is right my mother, and Grandpa is this her husband, so I am..." Yati did not dare to continue that thought. Because if that's true, all this time he's been 'playing' with his own niece. Wasn't Mr. Ginting the grandson of the Grandfather, while he himself was...
"She is a woman who does not deserve to be sorry, because she has had an affair with another man. That is why, he was exiled away from his home in Indonesia, and put in the country of Singapore there."
Yati breathed a sigh of relief, hearing the words of the Grandfather, who continued his words again.
Now, Yati was determined to dare to say anything that Grandpa needed. He wanted to know immediately, what the mystery was about the Flower Brooch, and also the puzzle of its own origin.
Because of Mbok Minah himself, Yati never knew, because mbok Minah also did not know anything, about her own family background.
Mbok Minah just said that, he found a baby, who was dumped on the roadside of plantation areas and rice fields, in his village.
So, Mbok Minah really did not know, what and how could the baby be in her village, because after she brought the baby home, she was able to do it, no one carries news of a baby's disappearance or theft.