Picking Up the Past

The Extra Part 4

Arya drove her car through a fairly crowded street, her car he directed to one of the lower class community settlements. Mila who felt unfamiliar with the path looked at Arya in confusion.

“why are we passing here bi?” ask Mila slowly.

“ikan salty selling in this rich place mi” replied Arya.

Mila took a deep breath, this time she felt too troublesome Arya, “maaf bi” he said.

“sorry for what Mi?”

“umi emang kepengen food that time kampung bi, but umi did not force abi kok, abi must be tired all day earlier in the office” replied Mila.

Arya smiled, she grabbed Mila's hand and held it tightly as usual.

“nothing Mi, Abi jan has been busy so far, so there is no time for Umi, never like this is also not a problem right, right, we also need to walk like this” replied Arya.

Mila turned her gaze to the street by her side, she recalled the night she saw the fountain dancing with Arya. They haven't spent a long time walking together. What else Arya has become CEO now, will definitely be even busier.

“we set the holiday schedule yuk bi” said Mila who remembered the words of Sarah's wife Adrian.

“we need to set the schedule, so everything is not just a plan that is not clear” he continued.

Arya nodded her head softly agreeing, her work will be endless, aka tone every time, will appear every time.

“by Mi, later we discuss at home aja ya” replied Arya.

Their cars entered the settlements of lower-middle-class communities deepened, far away from the highways.

“tadi mom looking abi to rumah” says Mila

“ibu?” Aryan muttered.

“mother wants to take abi to the tomb of Gibran's father and Naina's mother, but she came home late at night” explained Mila.

Arya took a deep breath, now her mother father's face looks smiling in her memory. Missed, really missed him with both his parents. Arya looked for a moment at Mila who was looking at the street with a sad look. He must finish his duties in the world first in order to be reunited with his father and mother again.

Keeping Mila and her little angel well as her provisions to meet her mother and father.

“later umi also come to the tomb of father, umi still remind with father and mother first?” ask Arya.

Mila momentarily closed her eyes, remembering the figure of Gibran and Naina who had met him. But the memory is blurred and gray, the faces of Naina and Gibran can not be remembered except from the photo saved Arya he saw.

“umi Just remember who photographed abi save, that day umi Just briefly met with father and mother bi”

Arya's face immediately turned sad, she also wanted to remember every second she went through with her father and mother. But the memory was not as much as he wanted.

“but umi remind time to kiss abi du” seductive Arya who do not want their atmosphere to be sad.

“ihhhh, abi this, remember that that mulu” sis Mila with annoyance.

“remember Mi, umi was the first person to hug the same kiss abi, where maybe abi forgot, promise the same umi aja always abi remember kok” replied Arya.

Mila smiled, she touched Arya's shoulder and she looked at her husband's face, “makasih abi always remember the same umi, always remember abi's promise and keep it”.

Arya stopped her car in front of a stall, still open even though it was quite night.

“abi asked at this shop first yes mi” muttered Arya.

“other warung aja bi, umi is not comfortable see the man” point Mila into the stall.

 There the men who used to work with sweat poured out during the middle of the day foreigners

“no-pa Mi” replied Arya, she then got out of the car and went into the stall. A mother who is a shopkeeper immediately approached Arya.

“search what mas?” asked the mothers who looked inside Arya's face, feeling Arya look like someone.

“ini ma'am, salted fish no bu?” ask Arya.

“ohh, there is a mas, it” point the mothers on a plastic containing salted fish that is hung on the wall of the stall.

“2 packs aja bu, all the same terinya also” said Arya.

The mothers immediately took Arya's order, though,

“tuan Arya huh?” muttered a teenage boy who was buying instant noodles.

Arya swallows her saliva, confused as to why the boy could get to know her. A few other people there looked towards Arya.

“wah was right, Mr. Arya who was on tv yesterday” an adult man approached and greeted Arya.

‘ahh, it is fitting that the great CEO has many assistants, so this is the reason’ Arya route.

Some people approached and greeted Arya, they one by one spoke in turn, making Arya confused to respond.

“already, you guys are talking do not rebut kayak so” said the owner of the stall. “tuan need another?” tanyakanya.

“lado ijonyo no buk” asked Arya politely.

“ada sir, I take ya” first said the owner of the shop.

Arya again had to serve men who asked one by one with her, just joking and laughing together. Rarely can they meet people with positions like Arya. Usually the big guys would never come to their place. If there's a need maybe the only assistants come. The thing Arya would do if she knew it would happen like that. Now he feels being an architect at 3A Friend is much more fun than being a CEO.

“ini tuan” said the mother of the warung owner.

“oh yes, how much bu?” ask Arya.

“take master, itung-itung thanks from residents here as Adinata group” replied the mother.

“thank you?” arya asked who was confused by the mother's words.

The mother pointed to the asphalt road in front of her stall, “that's the road that was built first Mr. Gibran, now it's still good sir, this is not worth the road it”

“but I bought bu” Arya murmured.

“bawa aja master, his mother is also sincere kok” sahut a man who is supported by other sahutan.

Arya finally brought her groceries and then immediately bailed to get back to the car. When he got into the car he was greeted with eyes full of probing his wife.

“why Mi?” arya asked Mila.

“abi abis achieve them, why can kayak earlier?” ask Mila in full search.

“it looks like we have to find an assistant deh mi, when everyone there knows the same abi” said Arya slowly, he turned on his car and honked once before leaving, as a sign of goodbye to everyone in the shop.

“everyone also already knows the same abi, umi time in the watch store was offered a 1 billion watch because they know who abi” muttered Mila.

Arya smiled thinly, she rubbed Mila's head with anxiety, “enak ya mi so the wife of a famous person” godanya.

“ihh, abi nih, good from where to try, daft again women on scrambling deketin abi” upset Mila.

“just let's go, abi's heart is only for umi”