The Fate Or Destiny

Eps. 31. Ike Son Papa

The past, like anything beautiful can only be remembered and like anything bitter, do not take away all the energy to live happily in the present...

A woman got off a black car. Women with an average height of about 160 cm, beautiful and have a friendly face. Still young it seems, probably in the late twenties range. From the car can be estimated this woman is quite located for the size in this city. But when viewed look simple, just berjeans ria plus oversize white short-sleeved t-shirts rolled up his arms.

Rommel stared from inside the shophouse, the woman seemed hesitant to enter. Standing in front of the door of the shop that has been opened all because it is past noon, for a moment read the neon box that reads Keke's Catering & Dessert which is at the top of the door of the shophouse.

"Emm. good day..."

"Jiang... What is it?"

"I'm looking for someone, may I ask... This is Renske Supit's address?"

"Yes sis..."

"Renskenya there?"

"There was. This who?"

"I'm Engline.I'm from Leilem. Can I see Renske?"

"Separ..."

Rommel came in, his memory of Leilem appeared instantly, his mother's second husband, his father Keke's brother came from the village.

"Sister.in front there is a nyari..."

"Who?"

Keke is preparing the lumpia stuffing. Today he only made a little, not an order just to sell at the shophouse. Panada, lalampa, susen and balapis have been placed in the display cabinet, the last lumpia, then he will rest.

"Engline. from Leilem."

"Engline?"

"You're Mel who asked what it takes, this responsibility..."

Rommel comes out again, his stubborn and free-spirited sister he argues.

"Sister.. Brother Keke is busy, what is needed?"

"Emm. said it was important, family business. Please, deck. I really need to see Renske..."

Rommel's in again.

"Sister.the need for the same, Keke, important affairs, he said, family affairs. His family's Keke's sister..."

"family? Who?"

"Don't know, so Keke's brother came out, later I keep it up... stay mixed into one everything right?"

"Yes. don't forget the mashed beans, it's in the jar..."

"Yes.the hunt is ahead..."

Keke lazily opened the apron and took off his great shoes while in the kitchen, replacing them with flip-flops on the stairs. Keke ahead.

"Yeah?"

Keke looked at the woman standing across from the display cabinet, she did not know this Engline.

"Renske?"

"Yes, I'm Renske.. Who is it?"

"I'm Engline... Do you remember ora Beatrice?"

Keke tried to remember the name, seemingly having heard the name, but Keke forgot.

"Oma Beatrice? Sorry. I don't remember."

"Om Ramly?"

Not to be reminded, although from the age of five Keke only met two or three times but he will not forget the name.

"Iiiyaa. I remember."

The woman in front smiled widely upon hearing Keke's reply.

"Emm. om Ramly's in the car, want to see Renske."

The woman who claimed to be named Engline did not wait for approval from Keke immediately turned towards the car that had been parked somewhat in the front of the Keke shop.

"Ike. kiddo..."

The man in his past memories who is just a little name. There is no memory of the details of the face and the physical body. There was a picture of the three of them back when Keke was as big as Lisya, hanging in this house when it had not been renovated, but that figure was different now. The man before him had very striking hair because of the more white. He smiled, Keke knew where the dimples on his face came from.

"Ke.. this is papa son.. have long wanted to meet Ike..."

Keke remained silent. He had no idea what feelings he had for this half-century man. Papa's figure attached to his memory is Papi Reinhart, a papi who is so dear to him. This papa who left him.

"Ike papa's son." The heavy voice was heard again.

This handsome man in white looked at his son's face with longing. So many years had passed, he had not seen the development of his only daughter. For a long time it was just saving longs. He stared at the duplicate himself, yes everything on Renske physically ninety percent showed that Renske resembled him.

"Ke... Ike forgot papa huh?"

The man who was still staring at Keke had his eyes already runny, there were a number of triggering emotions, regret, longing, disappointment.

Regret because he did not try to maintain custody or at least keep the relationship with his son.

There was a longing that he had for years to meet his daughter.

Disappointment of the ex-wife who keeps Keke away from him, also a little disappointed because Keke does not seem to recognize him.

Keke did not react, did not welcome but did not refuse to just stand still and not look at the man who claimed his papa again.

"Ke. papa apologize yes son. we rarely met, papa know recently, if Ike was in Manado again. One of the workmen who made the upper floor of this shophouse from Leilem, he who told papa about Ike."

Keke. He remembered it must have been Tonny when chatting first he said he knew Keke's father. And of course, it is easy for this man to find his address because this house belongs to this man and his mother when he was married first.

"To..."

Keke heard a heavy sobbing from the man in front of him. He feels thrown into the past at the moment, but finds no precious memories with the man who calls himself papa now. All he remembered was the story of the mother who was his father, who chose to divorce with his mother. That alone hurts, choosing a divorce with mom means choosing to leave her too. But the man was now crying in front of him.

"Ke. pardon papa ya son. papa wants Ike to know who Ike's papa. Papa comes looking for Ike, because papa always remembers Ike, not forgetting Ike."

The middle-aged man did not hear a single word from Keke's mouth. He understood this situation too suddenly for Keke. He also understood that Keke felt alien to his presence. This man decided not to force to be accepted by Keke, now enough to introduce himself again because so many years have never met. There's still time to come again.

"Ke. can ya papa come see Ike again... Ike did not refuse if papa came again... Papa hopes we often meet later. papa pamit now yes..."

The man smiled as Keke slowly raised his face, looking at each other for a moment. Keke immediately turned away, and Keke's papa headed for the car. It was Engline's turn that came closer.

"Renske... Can I have the phone number?"

"Eh. I don't memorize..."

"Emm... I keep the number listed above?"

Engline's hand pointed at the neon box above the door.

"Yes..."

Engline kept Keke's phone number on his phone. Later then...

"I'll tell you first, we'll be here again..."

The girl threw her friendly smile then turned back up to the car. The black car left with its horn twice, and the front window opened, and the man's hand wavered for him.

Like spinning into the past, that call, mama also called him like that. Keke was his name lately after he opened a catering business combining the final syllables of his two names. Yes he remembered his little name, the people who knew him in his childhood when he met now also called him that, Ike. Mami Vosye also sometimes called her that.

Papa's... Keke repeated the word. With Virda's mama alone she couldn't get close, Vosye's mami shadow was too domineering. But the man looked good, looked so eager for a new relationship with Keke, seemed to want to be recognized as papa, repeatedly he called himself like that, the shadow of Papi Reinhart also flashed. And Keke cried.The parents he loved and always missed were gone, his biological parents were still there, but there was no thread connecting their feelings.

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People say. The rearview mirror to look back, it is small in size but there are benefits to driving safety...

We live in the present, but there are things from the past that we cannot let go of, that have a role in shaping the whole and wholeness of our present life. 😚🤭😉✌

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Happy weeks... Um. turns out the author can be up.

Very smooth writing this part because again kangen papa who has been nine months home, papa who is so loving. The sense of loss is still so thick especially seeing a limp mama but trying hard.

Blessed are you who still have complete parents. Who still has papa, if there's something going on lately hemm... I really want to but can no longer 🙂😔💔

Enjoyable....

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