The Exchanged Princess

it turns out Bi Marni's grandson

Happy reading ....

The atmosphere of the Adisurya residence felt lonely. Raydita goes to her tutoring, as does Rayhan who goes with her two friends. Mr and Mrs Adisurya were in the room, while Annisa was in front of the house, waiting for Yuda.

Annisa intends to wait for Judah outside the gate. But not happy at the security that was reportedly scolded by Bu Rianti.

"Wait for who, Neng?" asked Mang Asep who had just arrived from escorting Raydita.

"Friends, Mang."

"Neng Nisa's friend wants to play here?"

"No. Nisa's friend just wants to deliver a book."

"Neng Nisa just wait inside. Mang Asep will take it."

Annisa wants to refuse, but again she feels bad. Knowing all ART gets sap from her actions, makes Annisa feel guilty.

Annisa nodded slowly, but just as she turned around, a horn sound was heard along with Yuda's voice.

"Sina!" yuda exclaimed as he waved his hand with a joyful look.

"Nisa ahead yes, Mang. The Juda has come," said Annisa awkwardly.

"Please, Neng."

Annisa hurried to approach Judah. Seeing the gate open, Yuda just cheered it up. Seeing that Annisa was wailing, feeling worried that her parents were looking.

"Why are you, Nisa?" ask Yuda in wonder, while following the wobble.

"Why did you come in, Jud?" ask Nisa slowly.

"Oh, sorry. Can't be."

"It's not. I'm afraid that ...."

"Sina."

The voice of Adi's father who called her name suddenly made Nisa surprised. Contrary to the reverse with Yuda who greeted Adi's father with his relaxed style.

"Good morning to noon, Om." Adisurya nodded small.

"Nisa, her friend was invited to enter dong," said Adisurya while approaching the two.

"That's okay" said Yuda slowly as he got off his bike.

Annisa could only smile wryly and resignedly when she saw Judah approaching Adi's father who stared in wonder at the paper bag he was carrying.

"Whatis that? Looks like a book," asked Adi's father while looking at Annisa.

"Yes, Om. This is a book for Nisa. It's good to learn" said Yuda with a big smile.

"Darling, why didn't you tell Dad? The English Book?"

"Yes, Om."

"You bring it back, yeah. Nisa's mother has told me, and from tomorrow there will be a private teacher who will help Nisa learn." Flat language.

"No, Dad. Nisa asked, didn't Yud? Nisa can learn from the basics with this book. Make a reading."

Annisa immediately took the paper bag and held it. Adi's father would not want to let it even with a face look does not like.

Judah is welcome to sit on the terrace. Annisa Pamit will make a drink for her guests.

"Om like I've seen you before."

"Here you go, Om. At school."

"Don't Om ever dream of Judah?" Clumsily.

Yuda, who was originally joking, returned to his usual attitude to look at Adisurya's flat gaze.

"Ear, Om. At the camp."

"Well that! Now Om remember." Yuda stroked his chest slowly in surprise at Adisurya's suddenly rising tone of voice.

***

Elsewhere, a car is seen entering the courtyard of Adisurya's luxury villa. Mang Dayat and Bi Marni were very happy to see who came.

"Grandmother! Grandpa!" exclaimed a teenage girl who got off the car. Before long, a couple also came down to them and said their greetings.

"Ohdi! God, long time no come here. Granny misses." Bi Marni hugged her grandson tightly.

"Isti too. Grandma, how are you?"

"Good."

"Mom, Sir. How's things going?" Isti's parents took turns greeting Bi Marni and Mang Dayat.

"Alhamdulillah. How are you guys doing? Mr. Kyai and Nyai are healthy, Nak Dahlan?" Bi Marni asked her news.

"Thank God be healthy, ma'am."

"Come, come in."

Bi Marni invited them to enter the house that she and her husband used to live in, which is in the front of the villa. While Isti was immediately interested in the animals that his grandfather kept.

Julaikah is the second child of Mang Dayat and Bi Marni. Her first child, Majid, lived in another city.

In contrast to Majid who took formal education, up to the college level, Ikah chose to go to the boarding school. Who would have thought, Ikah was paired with his son Kyai who was studying abroad at the time.

Dahlan is the son of a Kyai, but he prefers the world of business and economics. Luckily his father supported, and of course on condition that he should stick to religious values.

At first they lived in another city. They moved to this city for two months. Of course Bi Marni was very happy, because that way she could meet her grandson more often.

"Mom, he said Den Adi with the new Neng Rianti from here? How many days? Try that time Abinya Isti megizinkan, surely Ikah can meet them," asked Ikah while looking at her husband who is now outside with his father and daughter.

"Just a week. You live in the same city as Neng Rianti. Play to his house. Yesterday was also the time to come here nanyain you."

Bi Marni knows Dahlan's temperament. The son-in-law did not allow his son and wife to go outside the house if not with him, even Isti was picked up by Abinya. And the day that the Adisurya family came to the villa, Dahlan still had to take care of everything about her transfer in their hometown.

"What's right, Mom? Neng Rianti still remembers the same?" Bi Marni nodded and looked happy to see the souvenirs that were being opened.

"How many, Mom? Must be big huh. Hmm if it could be reunion. About Neng Rianti embarrassed no ma'am, if I did suddenly say hello. Who knows if we meet somewhere, we'll live in the same town."

"No. Neng Rianti even though this other person said-that, he was good anyway."

" Yes yes, Mom. Hopefully we can meet soon. Who knows Neng Rianti's children want to be friends with Isti, so Isti has friends." Bi Marni just smiled faintly.

"Mom, where's the towel?" tanya Ikah who went into his parents' room and opened one by one the closet door.

"In the lower closet" said Bi Marni who began preparing lunch in the kitchen.

Do I take one towel among other towels and also a pile of bed linen that is there. As he was about to move, his forehead creased to look at the map that was at the very bottom of the pile.

"Map what is this?" Mumbled.

Did I take the map that turned out to contain a sheet of files. Ikah's forehead is increasingly wrinkled to see the name of the hospital as well as the name of the patient listed there.

"Annisa Princess Adisurya? Den Adi's son? But why is the hospital report file here? What pain does it hurt?" muttered Ikah who then read one by one the sheets of the file.

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