SUPPOSE THAT...

TWO FAMILIES

An awkward and tense atmosphere colors the dining room into one with a spacious kitchen with a row of kitchen sets and various cooking utensils hanging on each of its shelves.

At the simple rectangular table sat Andreas, Marisa. Some distance away, sit Hertoni with his wife Erika. Eva sat in the other corner next to three empty benches that flanked herself and Marisa.

The aroma of cooking filled the entire space. Mixed with the sound of oil that was screeching something.

"Ah, once the children invite us to gather like this." Marisa opened the chat.

"Dave would love for us to get together and taste his cooking." Eva who was at the side and adrift three empty seats chimed in.

"I just found out that Dave can cook." Marisa looks proud.

"yes, in Paris everyday she cooks for me." Eva smiled broadly.

"Dave also sometimes at home cooks for us." Erika ends up chatting. "yes, right, dear ?" he touched Hertoni's hand on the table.

"..Yes, yes, Dave does love to cook." somewhat rattled Hertoni said.

"Of course Dave likes to cook, because Rendy does too." Andreas from the end of the table looked at Hertoni.

Quickly Marisa instantly pinched her Husband's thigh slowly, which made the fifty-year-old man grimace towards her.

Marisa smiled stiffly. Eva's view was open. While the Husband and Wife of Sanjaya look uncomfortable.

Meanwhile on the kitchen side. Dave was still busy prying something, while Kirana next to him helped along.

"Aawh !" Kirana immediately dropped the knife she was holding.

"What's up ?" Dave immediately turned off the stove and walked over to Kirana who was grillingly holding her knife-sliced index finger.

"You're this.." Dave hissed worriedly while holding onto Kirana's bloody index finger. He put Kirana's bloody index finger in her mouth and then slowly swept it. He surprised the woman, but did not try to pull her hand.

After the blood stopped, Dave immediately opened the drawer and took the wound plaster and wrapped it on Kirana's finger which was still gawking with Dave's action on him earlier.

"You just sit there." Dave ordered after he finished treating the wound on Kirana's finger.

"But I want to help." His face was clear.

"Help what ? You've been more disruptive than helpful. It's oil splashed, charred, rice porridge and now your fingers are sliced." Dave nagging.

Kirana.

The man in casual t-shirt with the pink rabbit motif apron snorted in annoyance.

"Alright.." Kirana desperately walked away. Dave was busy with his frying.

But just a few steps Kirana walked, she glanced at the meal that Dave had tata on the plate and was still on top of the kitchen set.

"Dave." call Kirana girang.

"What else ?" ogah-ogahan he turned towards Kirana.

"This ripe meal, I put it on the dinner table, huh ?" tanyanya while pointing to the cuisine that Dave has finished cooking.

Dave glanced at the food. Considering Kirana's level of carelessness and safety. "As far as you are. But be careful, just take it one-on-one." said Dave still not sure.

"Ready, Boss!" Kirana gave a thumbs up and smiled widely.

Dave's eyes turned to look at the behavior of the woman who could somehow control the heart of his heart.

Kirana put one by one dishes containing food that has been cooked by Dave since this morning. Seeing the meal slightly lessened Kirana's nervousness facing the two Families.

"No, Mom, Dave cooked it all. I'm just tasting part." Kirana smiled revealing her row of white teeth.

Kirana glanced at the faces that were gathering. Make her guts a little squeaky. Time and again he sighed while squeezing his fingers under the table.

"It's rare that Dave wants to cook for someone else unless he has a desire." Erika said, making Kirana instantly raise her face in shock.

"really ?" Eva asked. "During my stay in Paris, she loved cooking."

"You're the Mommy, of course she'll always cook for you." Erika laughed, trying to melt the cold and awkward feeling.

"I also want to be cooked by Dave every day." Marisa chimed.

The three of them laughed. Only Hertoni and Andreas are still putting on a sour face. Kirana was busy with her own thoughts.

"Kick the meat to Dad, Sambal the grilled fish to Grandpa and Foie gras to you Mom." Dave smiled and placed the last plate in front of Eva, then sat down next to her.

"You cook 3 types of Dave's cooking ?" Marisa did not believe when she saw the dining table for various Javanese, Padang and French foods.

"I'm confused what food you like." Dave said as he took off the apron, folded it and put it on the buffet behind him.

"You really look like Rendy, Dave, all-rounder." Andreas.

"Yes, Dad." Dave smiled in a knot and looked down and exchanged lyrics with Kirana.

"You brought us all together there must be a purpose and a purpose." Hertoni says.

Dave looked at his Grandpa sitting across the table. "I just want to have breakfast together once in a while, Grandpa." Dave explained.

"You can wear one of the rooms in the house if you want an event like that." Erika says. "This room." he spread his eyes. "Too narrow isn't it ?" ask him to Dave.

"This is Papa Rendy's Aparteme, my Papa." Dave stresses.

Instantly the atmosphere became different.

"I'm sorry, but I've accepted it and I think both Grandpa and Grandma must have accepted the fact that I'm Rendy Aryatedja's son." Dave said lightly, then turned his head towards Andreas. "All right, Dad ?" tanyakanya.

"Sure Dave." Andreas says. "But that doesn't change anything, you're still part of the Marthadinata Family."

Dave smiled in response.

"Come, please, I'll buy the ingredients myself and cook it." Dave. "Of course with Kirana's help." Dave turned his head towards Kirana whose stiff face could not hide the anxiety.

"Didn't anyone come yet ?" ask Eva because the seat between her and Dave is still empty.

"Here, he has come from earlier." replied Dave as he embraced the empty seat beside him.

Everyone sitting at the dinner table did not understand, except Kirana who must have been Dave's intention.

"This seat is for Papa Rendy." Dave said as he looked at the people he loved. "I've never known about him in my life. And when I found out, I couldn't do much. So when we're gathering like this, I want him to be there, too."

Eva was immediately filled with excitement as she stared at the empty bench beside her.

"He'll always be there for you, Dave." Andreas from the end of the table said. "Because you're him. No, you're more than him. And he must be proud to see you right now." Andreas said for sure.

Dave looked down and smiled. Under the table, without anyone knowing, both Kirana and Dave's hands were cowering and strengthening each other.

"Yes, Dad" said Dave as he looked at Andreas. He looked back at the empty bench. "I also hope he will support my decision" he said.