Story A'D (Adinda Dn Dimas)
A'd 149 Still Not Accepted
"What are you guys doing?" All three point to the source of the sound.
"Abaaaaaaang?!" Again they shouted out in a compact manner.
The person who was none other than Andre was just staring flatly. The man immediately left them. No doubt the three jumping finally followed Andre's steps.
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Andre: "You've been here a long time?" They nodded hearing Andre's flat voice.
Yes: "Loe still a lot of work? Arya just said you still have an office job."
Andre: "Just a little." Andre replied after glancing towards Arya.
Pastu: "Can we start? Talk later." His words were embraced by the others.
The study to pray for Dimas and his parents began in Imami by a Kyai who was already familiar with the Adhitama family. You could say Kyai is a teacher teaching in the family.
They are very fervent following this study, no more looks whimper or strange from them, especially the jumping who usually behave as they want to themselves.
The faces of those who are used to the whimper are now turning serious with the passage of time in the study. Some of them even rubbed their eyes, because tears that did not feel were there.
MBA, Firman also Arul looked at Adinda who since the study began her tears have begun to flow even began as they pleased. His head lowered in covering his already wet eyes, Amel who was next to him immediately grabbed the girl's shoulder. He felt the sadness of Adinda.
It has been months but Adinda remains the same, her feelings still hurt as if she has not accepted if the man she loves is no longer there. The girl's shoulders trembled, her tears growing louder in memory of all the memories they had lived through all this time. Luckily he was sitting in the corner of the room behind Shinta, so it was not very visible.
MBA who saw that there was a sense, there was a desire to embrace the girl so that her crying subsided and calmed down. But whatever the power, he was nobody in the girl's life. Only a man who is one organization is only considered a partner by the younger brother.
The others just stared at the girl. There was a sad and heart-wrenching look when hearing the cries of Adinda that made them bitter because not only Adinda who lost but the friends also felt the same.
Not long after, the Kyai ended the event by chanting a special do'a for the late Adhitama family. After the event was finished then they immediately mingled, it was done to divert attention because of the loss of the figure of Dimas Aditya.
Amel: "Adinda, are you okay?" Adinda nodded still with her tears that had started to dry up.
"Gue sure, you must be strong Din. Loe my strongest friend. I can't wait to see you like this. I promise I'll always be there for you." Amel murmured in his heart.
Andre had been silently staring at Adinda who was still crying and then embraced by her best friend. After a long time Andre looked at Adinda, he turned to step in the family room that was a little quiet. His eyes looked at the large frame in the family room.
The large pigura contained the faces of Mr. Surya Adhitama, Mrs Ivanka Laila Adhitama and their only son, Dimas Surya Adhitama. Then next to it there is also a frame that is slightly smaller than the previous frame. There are five faces there, Mr and Mrs Adhitama, Dimas and his two younger siblings who are none other than Andre and Septian.
In the frame they look happy there is not the slightest sad face or the other. Happiness is nothing else. Although Dimas's face looked very cold and a little domineering, it did not decide their happiness.
Andre looked at the frame. If only everyone could return as before. If Papa and Mama had not been in an accident, if Dimas had not left for Korea alone, if he had insisted on staying. For sure he will take care of the man and none of this will happen. But all that would have been if, and now time would never have been repeated at any cost.
Pastu patted Andre on the shoulder, Andre quickly lowered his head and rubbed his watery eyes.
Pastu: "Are you okay, son?" Silent, Andre just kept silent there was no answer at all. His eyes were still staring at the frame."Are you miss him?" Andre's shoulders immediately shook at the question. Yes, Andre misses that cold guy so much, very much.
Pastu immediately embraced the nephew, finally kinkertawaran also the strength he built to withstand all this time, finally decay at that moment.
Septian, yes Septian who was not far from there exactly in the middle room he immediately walked quickly to Pastu who had embraced the brother.
Septian: "Om, what's wrong with Brother?" Ask slowly but there is also a sense of panic and curiosity. Pastu only answered through his eyes that glanced at the large frame in front of him.
Septian followed the direction of Pastu's eyes.
Septian heart raced quickly, his breathing seemed to stop at that very instant. The bontot immediately sighed harshly, this was his weakness as well as Andre's. Weaknesses that not many people know, because for them the biggest weakness of men is women, but not for both.
"Om, I miss them too. Why did they leave me? Have I made a big mistake until they left me?" Septian's eyes were already glazed over.
"First Mom and Dad who left when I was in school, still need affection, then Papa and Mama. Now it's... Dimas also left. Why does everyone I love have to leave so quickly? Hicks."
Pastu who could not bear to hear the expression of Septian's heart immediately embraced the bontot. Be he embraced these two nephews, now only two of these young men that he had other than his parents who are now in Germany. As per Dimas' request, he will keep the Brother cool and the bontot.
Without them noticing, many pairs of eyes were looking at that heartwarming sight. They seemed to dissolve in the sadness shown by the three men of different generations.
Angel : "O.oom, Angel also wants to be hugged!" Angel suddenly said.
Pastu who heard Angel's words immediately spread his hand, accepting the request of the girl who was already considered a sister by Dimas.
Angel immediately ran, looking for the strength he wanted to get all this time.
#Sort of teletubies they just hugged.
Although Angel is the sister of Dimas' best friend when in Semarang, but this girl is so close to the Adhitama family.
Yesak who saw his lover was just silent, because honestly he himself was also confused how to calm his heart. On the one hand he himself also felt lost and could not calm his heart but on the other hand there is the lover who also needs his strength.
Adinda who was in the corner of the room stared at the frame lined up there. There are four frames that stick perfectly to the wall, first a photo of Mr and Mrs Adhitama. Both photos of Mr and Mrs Adhitama and Dimas, the three Adhitama Families and Andre and Septian. The four photos of Dimas alone then the fifth photo of Dimas and his two younger siblings.
Now Adinda's eyes are fixed on the fourth frame, where there is only a photo of Dimas alone. The man's face looked handsome, the blue eyeballs were sharp, the nose was sharp, the lips were reddish, the jaw was firm. With a proportional body height of Asian-European fusion with the body of the athletic field. Looks dashing also full of authority, all of it is so similar to the Father. Anyone who saw it would say the same.
Adinda's eyes did not blink a bit while staring at Dimas's photo. Slowly his right hand was raised and he was pointing at him. His heart was still beating despite just looking at the photo of the man, slowly he squeezed his chest. It felt so painful but did not bleed, the left hand that was grasped by Amel slowly so tightly.
Angel : "Adinda? Loe's fine, isn't she? Remember Din, you must be calm take care of health. Okay, you gotta calm down, Adinda." He said it like a whisper. Slowly Adinda's hand began to loosen, Amel sure Adinda began to calm down a little though not completely.
Adinda: "I still can't accept Amel's departure." His words were softly accompanied by teardrops that began to come out.
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#Lah the enthor is also confused yet can calm down, hikss. Enthor to this sniffling fit. Yes Allah, this brebes mataðŸ˜ðŸ˜ðŸ˜ Who put the bombai here, hikss.
May this fast not be broken, O Allah..
