My soul mate, my Papa Assistant

Mayang's Restlessness

Bagaskara and Aksa came out of the study, after Bagaskara contacted the Chief Servant in his house, asking the Servants to prepare a special dinner for the Son.

Before that, Bagaskara and Aksa would pray together first.

''this is, come on in, this is your room, son'' said Bagaskara as he opened the door of the room next to his room, the room on the third floor. The room is so spacious and luxurious with complete facilities in it. The room that had never been occupied with anyone, the room that had been prepared for a long time, the room that was dedicated by Bagaskara to the Son. The room looked clean and tidy because the room was cleaned once every 3 days by the Servant on the orders of Bagaskara, although uninhabited.

Often Gentala asked Bagaskara, asking why the room should not be occupied, Gentala always offered to occupy the room, but Bagaskara always had a reason to refuse the request of the nephew.

On the 3rd floor there are only 2 special rooms for the host. While Gentala and his mother occupy the room on the 2nd floor.

''sorry Pa, it seems that after finishing the prayer later I have to go home, I don't want to make Mr. Aditama worry''

''where are you going, son? stay here, this is your home. Grandpa's house from Almarhumah your mother, son. You're the only heir to all this''

''but what about Mr Aditama, Pa? I can't just disappear from my responsibilities''

''you take it easy, Papa will take care of everything. Stay here, Papa's age seems not to be long in this world, son.'' said Bagaskara groveled, pleading.

''Papa don't talk like that, look, Papa is still very handsome and not too old, Papa still has many opportunities to be healthy as ever'' said Aksa encouraging the Papa.

''thanks, Son. Because of you, Papa became even more excited to live this life''' a knotty smile rose on Bagaskara's face.

''yes, equally, Pa. Yes, Aksa to the bathroom first yes, soon the Maghrib Adhan will reverberate''

''yes, Papa wait for you in Papa's room, we pray together in Papa'''s room''

''emmm ... '' hesitates Aksa, wants to inquire about Gentala.

''em, what, Aksa?''

''ah no, Pa'' Aksa postponed asking about Gentala, because he was sure that later his Papa would definitely tell and introduce himself directly to Gentala.

After saying that Aksa went into the bathroom and Bagaskara passed into his room, Bagaskara seemed excited, his body immediately felt healthy because of the presence of the Son. Bagaskara was getting ready for prayer, he felt very happy, usually for decades he always prayed alone in his room, he said, because the younger brother and nephew who lived with him always refused his invitation to pray together.

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Not waiting long, now Aksa and Bagaskara have been praying together. Aksa became the Priest for the Papa.

Every recitation of the Holy Qur'an and the chant of prayer coming out of Aksa's mouth sounded so melodious in Bagaskara's ears, during the prayer, Bagaskara painstakingly endured the tightness in his chest, all like a dream to him, the long-lost Son has now returned with his gallant standing in front of him, becoming the Imam praying for him.

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"Where is it, Ma?'' gentala asked, as she and her mother were sitting on the dining table.

''stop calling your Uncle Papa, Gentala.'' protested Hani with a hostile face, at this time his mood is bad.

Tumben cuisine menu a lot like this, Ma.'' said Gentala relaxed while staring at the food menu that is plentiful in maja eat.

''you don't know either, maybe Uncle Bagas again there is a special guest kali''

As the mother and child were chatting, suddenly from behind came the sound of footsteps approaching them.

''ehmm ..'' Bagaskara cleared the code, with Aksa beside him. Then Gentala and Hani stood up, that was the custom in their families. They were still so disinclined towards Bagaskara.

Bagaskara sat in the main seat, Gentala was not yet aware of Aksa's presence, in contrast to Aksa who just by staring at the back of Gentala alone he was able to recognize the figure of a sturdy man who was a little similar to his body.

''sit here, son. Beside Papa'' said Bagaskara, as he saw Aksa still standing still behind Gentala.

Aksa then walked slowly, when he was in the chair pointed by the Papa, The servant wanted to pull the chair, Aksa quickly said, ''no need, I can be alone,'' politely Aksa said to the Servant, which further added a sense of awe in Bagaskara's heart.

While in front of him, Gentala stared in disbelief. Gentala repeatedly rubbed his eyes, ''ka-mu ... What are you doing here?'' terbata Gentala asked.

''Gentaland ... Introduce this to your brother, Papa's son who has been missing, has now returned, he has been found said Bagaskara casually, with a knotty smile.

Gentala looked on dislike with a reddened face as well as her Mama.'why should the pretentious man be good, heh ... Surely Papa has been in kibulin, Caper's male base, maybe this is his job, approached the rich businessmen with his cool pretentious attitude, sooner or later your cover will open by itself, Aksa'' Inner Gentala with a thundered chest with the wrong presumption.

While Aksa, also had wrongly guessed. He considers that the woman in front of him is his stepmother and Gentala is the sister of one father different Mother with him.

Some time there is a scene of mutual staring between Aksa and Gentala as well as Hani.

''we eat first yes, later Papa will explain everything'' said Bagaskara who realized the atmosphere created, tense and stiff.

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In a different place, Mayang had arrived in front of the tree house that looked dim, only the moonlight illuminated. He came to that place accompanied by a driver.

''wait here first, sir. I'll go upstairs first''

''Okay, Non. Careful''

Mayang carefully climbed one by one the stairs with a lighted tool. After that he reached the top, he sat on the terrace of the small tree house, while he normalized his breathless breathing.

''well, on the padlock''' the lethargic Mayang said, the light coming from his cellphone he pointed towards the Tree House Door.

Mayang again called Aksa's number, but still the same answer. Making Mayang in the land of endless anxiety.

''I have lost my Son Raihan, now Aksa is such a good man who understands very well I do not know where he is and what he is doing now. O God, do not test me again, I consider Aksa to be like my own brother. I felt very comfortable while chatting with him, muttered Mayang with teary eyes, with difficulty Mayang held back her tears so as not to fall. But, at last the tears fell also from her beautiful eyes, down wet her smooth cheeks. Mayang cried sobbing, he remembered the moment when the last time he was with Raihan passed by the place, when Aksa told him about the place.That time I, Aksa and Raihan were still fine, he said, I felt very happy that day. But in an instant my happiness vanished. When will I be happy, '' Mayang raved sobbing.

When Mayang was busy wiping away his tears that continued to flow, his eyes accidentally stared at the hand written in the shine by the light coming from his cellphone. Mayang approached the writing contained in the branch of the Tree, when it was near Mayang read the writing carefully. ''MAYANG I LOVE MU''' surprised Mayang read the writing, his chest rippled, as soon as tears stopped dripping.''who wrote this writing? The aksa? Ah ... It is impossible.'' Mayang's inner raging.