OFFICER OWNER OF HEART

TWENTY-THREE

Widowers

After his departure, there was no immediate notice that my plane would take off. I rushed, too, to leave Soekarno-Hatta Airport but not with this heart. Her shadow really tormented my heart, if only I hadn't called Mama to come home, I might have asked her for a flight with me with her destination. What a force, I have to come back to accept the fact that I have not been able to know him completely, but I cannot deny that I am happy, already know his name. Now my goal is not only to be an honest, tough, and disciplined country man, but also to have Chitaku ideals.

Terrains

Until I was at Kualanamu Airport, I had seen one of the private drivers at my Papa's house who picked me up. And my sister Dinara's tumbens came to pick me up.

"Assalamu'alaikum Kak, kok tumben. _Dutch

" Waalaikumsalam.. Yes, your nephew De, again sulking. This must be your teaching. _North

"Huh? Mean brother? Brother came here with Brama and Binar? _Dutch

" Yes the same Brama. Still looking for eskrim.. Her. _North

From the front, Brama ran around shouting..

"Ooooom... Where's my beautiful sister? _Bramas

" ha? Try repeating the question? Um, don't you understand what that means? _Dutch

"Ish ish ish.. Om De from Semarang, right? Where's Brama's beautiful sister? _Bramas

While I was still confused by this one leaked question, my brother could still laugh.

" Brama, the beautiful brother of another plane.the day after the new until the house of Opa Oma. we go home first with Om De ya, Brother Brama does not pity the same Om De, look at his face. like a confused person. Yuk go home first, later we can video call beautiful sister. _North

"But Mam, Brother Brama wants to see his beautiful sister Brama. _Bramas

" Yes later met from Mobile first yes, InsyaAllah in two days more beautiful sister can be found directly. Before coming here, Brama promised Mama. Won't be angry if you've got the phone number beautiful sister. Keep waiting patiently. _North

After Brama wanted to be persuaded to go home, I still demanded an explanation from my brother. Along the way to the car, many pairs of eyes were staring at me and my brother. It's common, but still uncomfortable. There are several ABGs who whisper to each other but still heard, talking about that I am a man who is in the video.

Arriving at home, I immediately greeted my beautiful mother and niece Binar.

"Assalamu'alaikum Mother's.. De has come home. _Dutch

" Greetings waalaikum.. Yes indeed have to go home dong De, if the cruise ration can go home. Not the same as Mama Papa? _Bu Gumelar

"Hehehehe.. Yes yes Ma.. Yaudah De cleaning the body first yes Ma. sticky all this. _Dutch

" But don't swim in the pool behind ya De. Many girls KKN in Papa's place. _Bu Gumelar

"Huh? Is it here Ma? Kok tumben's. _Dutch

"Yes he lives here. The Nakula Pavilion. Take a shower first. _Bu Gumelar

" Thank God, much the same Pavilion De. Okay Ma, let's talk Ma. Many people will ask Mama. _Dutch

I left my mother in the family room of the main house. Since I was Junior High I have lived in a building separate from the main house. We all call it the pavilion. There are several pavilions in the area of my Papa Mama's house. Starting from having Dinara, mine, having ART, all separated. Except for the security pavilion and the driver who is still in one building. Each pavilion has a different structure and interior design. For mine it only consists of three floors. Downstairs for living room, dining room, and clean kitchen with minimalist design. The second floor is for minimalist rooms and home theater, and the third floor is a swimming pool and a minimalist gym. Understandably yaa. still hitchhiking. So all minimalist.

After I finished taking a bath, my bedroom door was knocked by Mr. Ujo. He was the one who used to take care of my pavilion. Mr. Ujo said that he was waiting for lunch together. I also rushed to go directly to follow Pak Ujo to the main house building. It turned out that there had been a lot of people besides my family. Maybe they are children who are KKN and live in the house of my parents. I also saw Kak Dinara who seemed to be in trouble handling my nephew Brama, and ended up carrying him invited out of the house. Brama's tumbennya like this, in fact, usually he who every time I go home is always tacky and exited but this time not at all. From the airport to the house ignored me, always asking to contact my beautiful sister at sister Dinara.

" Here dear, acquaintance with the children from Semarang. Same age you are De. _Bu Gumelar

"My grandson, just hearing Semarang's words, my memory was on him. Oooohs.. Chita My.. (Include) _Dutch

"De. kok even daydreamed. My mother knows that, this is my second son, Dewanda. Just like you, Dewanda is also studying in the city of Semarang. _Bu Gemalar

"Greetings know all. _Dutch

I just say hello, confused as to what to say to them. But I saw some of them still staring at me silently. Not meant to be too proud of themselves, but it was commonplace actually. Haha...

This time Mama's lunch event is more chatting with them, introducing the culture and customs that exist in North Sumatra. Our residence.

After lunch, they bid farewell to directly return to the Pavilion. And I talked to Mama in Mama's room.

"Ma, how healthy is that, right? Papa is healthy too, right? _Dutch

" Alhamdulillah healthy darling. How are you yourself? take care of your health.. Do not forget that vitamins are always taken. You are kurusan deh. Mama observed _Bu Gumelar

"Health Ma. Skinny what the hell Ma, De's weight is just as much more muscular as Ma now. It was Ma. hahaha. When will Ma come home? _Dutch

" Don't know yet De, the day after tomorrow. You see all the gardens that want to be harvested, as well as providing training to the representatives of interns who join Papa there. Want to be documented between one garden to another, maybe make additional comparison material for them. _Bu Gumelar

"Oooh there's more Ma's apprentice. De kira here. _Dutch

" Yes Still De, 2 or 3 children yes who follow Papa to Kalimantan, the other one came home this morning there is a rich family business. _Bu Gumelar

"Ma, Brama why the hell ? De dicuekin from the airport. Run writhing De who asked beautiful sister. Last time De saw at the dinner table before lunch was also again cranky asked beautiful sister. _Dutch

"Well that's it De Mama also want your country is definitely not taught to the nephew. Brama is again running his son. He likes the intern who came home this morning. And because the flight was morning, did not meet Brama. Snoring because it is not good. _Bu Gumelar

" Haha.. Mah.. Mah.. There was-there was Mama. Time yes there is a baby so the friend group is ambyar, left just right again unfortunately. Lagian De ngajarin what the hell Ma, people De aja never will bring a girl to the house kept Brama clay. There was a baby. _Dutch

"Also, you don't know Brama when his flirtatious acquaintance asks for forgiveness. Fortunately his beautiful sister is not uncomfortable with Brama De. eat his feed was bribed the Brama, the Brama, little-little tell his mama to mengapel to the pretty brother Pavilion. Mama until sniffing the chest, while menggedumel if that's your teaching. _Bu Gumelar

"Hahahaha baby baby, Don't-don't descend from Papinya kali Mah. ahahahahaha.

is it really beautiful, Ma? _Dutch

" Beautiful De, beautiful if according to Mama. No need to touch his face and be polite too. He said, his clothes, his clothes look elegant. _Bu Gumelar

"So Mama ngrestuin nih Brama same sister beautiful? Hahahahaha bertar again Kak Dinara mantu nih. Ahahahahahah _Dewanda

" Hussss.. You're De, he said. Don't worry. _Bu Gumelar

I still don't think of my nephew. It could be puberty at the age of a toddler. Hahahahaha before long the door of the room opened, Kak Dinara and Brama entered. Long live right he.

...Hi-Hi readers.pardon the author who has not updated for a long time yesa. hopefully still survive to always wait for the latest story.. ...

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