THE ABOVE THE CLOUD(ABC)

56. But does he deserve....?

Reksa took his daughter, with Milwan and his family, through the corridor to the waiting room, leaving the banquet hall.

Sera glanced at her Papa several times, as if understanding her daughter's uneasiness, Reksa rubbed the top of Sera's head.

Arriving at the waiting room, Sera saw people coming in and out. From their clothes and from their chatter, Sera could guess that they were his papa brothers. When the Mutual part and the others entered, the others naturally went out, returning to the hall.

Some people nodded when they saw Mutual but there was no exchange of words, however, they had been separated for too long.

Father and Mother Stephanie, King and Ningsih were sitting side by side on the sofa, when they saw the arrival of Reksa, the King's face immediately brightened. Although his expression did not change much.

Since Muta had not met his parents for a long time, there was only awkwardness between them. Before that continued, the King had already turned to Sera and greeted in a friendly, cautious voice.

“This must be Sera huh?”

Mutuals who heard that then pushed slowly Sera to move forward. “Call Opa.”

Dutifully Sera called, “Opa.” her voice was sticky and sweet. In fact, Sera is indeed not so similar to Mutual as a whole. If he says Sera looks like his mother, that's not true either.

But the King could see familiar lines on his grandson's face.

Sera is similar to her grandmother. If he grows up, it will become clearer.

The king had almost forgotten the face of his first wife, but seeing Sera made his memory like in a refresh.

“Hahaha, where here let Opa take a closer look at Opa.”'s grandson

Milwan and the others were surprised to see the King smile. Milwan glanced at Sera curiously. All this time that he remembered from the King, his father had always been wrinkled, wrinkled and wrinkled. Sometimes if happy then his eyebrows are straight, he will snort in exchange for a smile. His gentle demeanor usually emanated from his eyes, but his face was only silent to such an extent. Normally if Leiya and Lily ran in front of the King, he would show a calm and peaceful face, occasionally giving gifts and wiping the tops of his grandchildren's heads.

Ningsih who saw the reaction tightened her head on the arm of the chair. His face still showed a gentle smile. Anyone who saw Ningsih's face would think that she was a kind grandmother.

Sera looked at her Opa and walked a few steps before twitching on the King's thigh, which shocked everyone.

“Opa,” Sera stared at the King's face deeply. “Opa is very similar to Papa.”

The shocked mutual in heart was instantly stunned. But, ah? Whatdoes thatmean? Son, Opa that's not Papa.

Suddenly, Reksa was alert.

Not only Reksa, Ningsih also felt alert.

The king, who had been far apart from Reksa, was shocked and happy to hear the statement. Sera who felt unfamiliar instantly felt a sense of closeness as soon as she saw her Opa facial line. Maybe his Papa will look like this in a few years to come.

“Good son.” the smile on the King's face is getting more sincere. His eyes shone and his hands gently rubbed Sera's hair.  “This is the first time Opa met Sera, Sera want what gift? Say the same Opa, Opa will love.”

Sera who forgot that in front of her was the person she had only known for a few minutes, said in a flat tone. “Opa no need to love Sera gift. Money Sera much.”

He almost said ‘company Opa is also again dirat’, but instinct tells him to stop.

“Opa says Opa wants what gift from Sera?” ask the little girl seriously.

Hearing that the King's laughter exploded. The mutual who saw the interaction of the two finally calmed down. He took a chair across and sat watching.

“Sera is ready for a gift at home?” the word Mutual. The king pulled his eyebrows and asked. “Really? Sera nyiapin gift for Opa?”

“Sera bring gifts for everyone.” said Sera nodding. Joe appears out of nowhere carrying three gift boxes. The size was small, making one wonder what it contained. The clock? A bracelet? The jewels?

But when the King opened it, all he received was a stack of small diaries. Ningsih who was looking from the end of her eyes held back a laugh and snorted. What kind of gift is that? Really childish.

“..This.?” The king was also confused, could it be that Sera wanted him to write a diary? At this age isn't it too.

“This Diary Sera.”

“Oh?” hearing that, the King was immediately interested. “Bby Opa read?”

“Bby.”

The king opened the first page. Nothing special, just a simple scratch with unstable lines.

Before reading, King put his reading glasses on.

“name: Sera. Age: 4

Today Papa came home at 8.”

“days: rain, cold

Papa hugs Sera”

“today Papa invites Sera to meet Mama.”

“Sera wakes up, Papa is not there. Sera sleeping, Papa home.”

“Papa home fragrant fruits.”

“Papa pack cool plastic suit.”

“Papa hurts, Sera can't do anything.”

“Papa still hurts, Sera sad.”

“Papa has healed, Sera happy.”

“Papa take Sera to the playground.”

“Papa take Sera to resto, eat chicken.”

“Papa ajarin Sera algebra.”

“Papa….

“today papa…

“Sera equals Papa..,”

The king opened page by page. Nothing special about it. But the contents of the diary are full of daily tells of Sera and Reksa. The further, the more colorful and varied Sera's vocabulary. Mutual in the memory of the King who was stubborn, rebellious, and stubborn, immediately grew into a father who was embraced by his daughter. He saw the struggle of Muta to become a father without preparation from this diary.

papa masakin Sera eggs. Omelet

The king remembered that Mutual is not a person who is smart in doing everyday things. Cook, clean up, everything's done by the maid. But here Sera says that Muta cooks omelets. Maybe he learned when he was living alone.

Inside were five diaries, each as big as a child's fist.

The king read out one diary book before carefully putting it into a box. "Good girl." holding the haru taste in his chest, King gave a thin envelope. "This is from Opa and Oma." hearing that his eldest son who had been absent for many years would come with his grandson, of course the King prepared something.

The other two boxes were given to Ningsih and Milwan. Both Reksa and Sera did not think that Milwan had a family.

Ningsih glanced from the corner of her eyes, her husband's expression looking calm even after seeing her son receiving the clock, while she herself received a diary?

What is actually written inside?

Like there were small ants swarming around his heart, Ningsih felt uneasy. But his smile did not fade.

“How are you doing?” The king was no longer clumsy, and questions came out naturally.

“Good. Dad how.” asked Reksa calmly. They were no longer two people who 'didn't know what to do'. Years apart change people in many ways. Even so, the two cannot be said to be familiar. More like a business partner who is talking. After they exchanged a chat for a while, the topic died. Ningsih then opened her voice. The King stared thankfully for breaking the situation, but as soon as the question was asked, the King's face immediately darkened.

“Mom heard it's been a few years since your partner left. Isn't this a good time to look for a new companion?”

Mutual has guessed there will be annoying things at this meeting. But he did not expect this topic to be raised. Let alone meddling about a soul mate, Ningsih, does he have the right to say that? But what Mutual was worried about was the state of Sera. Her little daughter always had an awkward obsession with seeing herself near women...

To his surprise, Reksa saw her daughter sitting quietly, chatting with Leiya and Lily while enjoying the cookies.

Along with that, the door was knocked. Ningsih seemed to already know who was coming. He let her in without asking anyone else who was in the room.

While Reksa, it was enough for her to see her daughter eat quietly. Others can be done slowly.

The rest, she wanted to see what kind of show her stepmother had designed.

The incoming woman looks a few years younger than Mutual. Her full and feminine body shape in the dress kebaya polite and modern. Her hair was neatly curled, with natural makeup. But her pretty face and wiry tail made her the center of attention even though she wore simple clothes.

The woman greeted the surroundings before sitting beside Ningsih.

Familiarly Ningsih grabbed the palm of the woman beside him and introduced. “His name is Arina Fatiya. You may remember, as a child you should have met.”

Little time? How many years ago?

Had it not been for the evil face of his stepmother, Reksa would not have recognized NIngsih himself. Especially this woman?

The fasting mutual comes into contact with the woman, glancing at her more than once. Want how else, Arina has a favorite criteria mutual.

As expected, her stepmother was really most familiar with Muta's tastes.

Too bad, Reksa will not accept any woman whose stepmother introduces him.

Ningsih noticed Muta's movements and smiled inwardly as soon as she felt Mutual was interested in Arina.

“Arina is still the son of her cousin Mother. He's a school.. Catering course.. You certainly know the gourmet need accuracy and creativity.”.

The mutual listen to the first sentence without expression. When he heard the next sentence, he felt that Ningsih was boasting, as if making up how great the boga was.

“Arina is also a lot of talent, in the near future she will be passing exam. For a while it may still not be seen, but surely in the future he will be a great chef.” Ningsih himself only has a little knowledge of the Code of Practice. But the important thing is that she should praise Arina even though she herself feels that Arina has nothing to praise, other than her looks.

But how could Ningsih want to find a good quality wife Mutual? Simply just beautiful, no need to be brainy, easier to control, right?

“Oh,” Mutual pulled next to his eyebrow interested.

Seeing Reksa's reaction, Ningsih continued with vigor, ignoring the King's plotting that gave him the warning to stop.

“Arina her son is innocent, she rarely hangs out with her surroundings. Never dated either." still a virgin.

"She can cook, can clean..,” Ningsih wants to say ‘knowledge in bed’ but felt too vulgar and impressed she offered something cheap.

“She is also beautiful. View,”

Arina still smiled a little, even seemed embarrassed, even with all eyes looking at her, Arina looked unperturbed.

“She is also healthy, never sick or contracted any disease.” is perfect for producing children.

“Many have a crush on Arina, but I thought about you.” ignored Alyona, Ningsih continued. “If Milwan is not married, Mother will be confused.”

Milwan who heard that looked directly at his mother. Alyona beside him seemed to have gotten used to it and did not lose her smile. Ningsih said so, as if Arina would marry Milwan if Alyona did not exist.

“Oh, do not put to heart. My point is, Arina's a good boy. How about getting to know you first?”

The client suddenly felt bored. Although she wanted to make her stepmother end up ugly, she did not want to let innocents be humiliated.

“Where is your monthly cycle?” ask Arina. While Alyona, one of the grown women, felt bad about the question. There is her husband and children. Is deserved?

But Arina who was asked was still smiling. Her eyes were curved, like she was showing how good she was, “Aarina's monthly cycle was smooth and said Arina's doctor was very fertile, Auntie.”

“Good, good.” Ningsih turned to Mutual. “Arina also graduated from bridal school with perfect grades. Highest in his army. If you look at education, Arina is not so flashy, but in other fields, Arina is very talented.”.

Compared to her cousins who graduated abroad and went on to a higher level, Arina is only a high school graduate, with various certificates that perfect her to be a housewife. Within a year, she graduated from bridal school.

Hearing that, Reksa was a little curious. “Then he was young?”

“Arina is young, still twenty-two.”

Booms!!

Mutual was silent in place. The gears revolved around his head, giving off enlightenment.

Oh, so this. Mutual murmured in the heart. He had not expected these 14 years to part, his stepmother was getting cunning and increasingly slippery, like a snake.

What Ningsih did was not to upset Reksa and introduce various prospective partners; but rather to urge Mutual until he could not refuse.

Ningsih even read Reksa's soft heart–weak according to Ningsih since having Sera. Will Reksa continue to sit and watch Arina humiliated?

The old mutual will probably ignore it. But he who now cannot. Even if he refuses, Ningsih will only be ‘oh? yasudah’, then he will bring others without shame. But he doesn't know what will happen to Arina?

Counting around, when she escaped, Arina was only 6 years old. Crazy theory comes to mind.

“..How?” Ningsih smiled, this time completely from the heart.

Although Mutual wanted to help, he could not do it because there was a lot to consider. He could only refuse for now, but he could provide help for Arina at the back.

Seconds by seconds passed. Just as Reksa was about to open her mouth to refuse, she heard a crisp voice say.

“Oke.”

Okay well? Okay, what okay????

Who is talking?!

Muta and the others focused on that little voice and all eyes were on Sera.

Sera blinked a few times yet she ignored everyone. The little girl twitched to her Papa and blinked sweetly. “Pa, Sera likes Kak Arina.”

Blue veins embossed on Reksa's forehead instantly.