The Journey and Destiny of Love

Chapter 24 - Dinner

Bu Tati has since finished preparing dinner, a variety of dishes have filled the dining table complete with an opening menu and a closing menu. After finishing, she returned to the back room for dinner with her beloved husband. Actually Bu Windarti invited her to join the family dining room, but for her to spend dinner alone with her husband was much more meaningful. Only three people were seen sitting down and starting to enjoy dinner. There were not many conversations between them, occasionally Faisal offered a menu of food and scooped it onto Anindita's plate.

The dining table has been cleaned again, Anindita only brought one bowl of vegetable and fruit salad when joined by Bu Windarti and Faisal who were hanging out in the family room. A large television is on, several times changing channels because there is no interesting show to watch. Anindita sat her body beside Bu Windarti while putting the salad and cut fruit she carried.

“Bu, uh Mah, this salad is equally dear if thrown away,” the soul of Anin's contract is apparently still attached, when Bu Tati was busy cleaning the table and was about to throw away the food, Anindita rescued him.

“Wah Anin likes salads yes, good for your health, next time I make a special salad if you come here again, please,” Bu Windarti's eyes sparkled to see the figure of the girl who will soon become part of his family.

“Bu Tati it does not like rich foods, it must be thrown away if it does not run out, oia how are you Miss Wanti?” smith again.

“Baik Mah, yesterday when Anin called, his voice sounded fine just feeling lonely he said and keingetan continued Rizki,” Anin replied as she fed a salad to her tiny mouth.

“Let's just pick up Fay Anin's mother, take a vacation here,” said the woman as she glanced at her son who was lying on the sofa staring at the girl who was busy eating salad.

“Let's go Mah, mom still reminisce about the atmosphere of the village, understand it has been a long time ago home,” prevent Anindita without realizing if there is a pair of eyes that had been staring at her in silence.

“Anin often nginep here yes, if you are not here where there is Faisal want nemenin mamah in the family room kayak gini, if not in the workspace, in the room, in the room,” complains Bu Windarti while squinting at his unchanging son.

“Don't do dong Bang, kasian mamah, you should have time for family too,” said Anindita threw a protest while glancing at the man, Sontak Faisal turned his gaze to any place.

“Meaning you often come here, let mamah ga lonely,” Faisal even throw back a trap while his eyes glare ignorantly avenged by a sneer from the girl.

“Try his twin brother Faisal can be found, maybe this house is not this lonely,” said Bu Windarti while his eyes glare blankly.

“Emang Brother has a twin brother mah?” Anindita.

“Yes, when the accident occurred, Papah was taking Fardan to the hospital because Fardan suddenly vomited and hot, Mamah entrusted to the baby sister because she had to keep Faisal also at home,” said Bu Windarti.

“Entah where now the poor baby Mamah, who was found was only the deceased papah and his baby sister, while Fardan is not known to exist to this day,” Bu Windarti can't help but cry every time she thinks of her son who knows where he is now.

Anindita hugged to calm the woman, not until the heart to ask again about the incident that must have hurt her heart and feelings. The rest he prefers to be quiet while finishing his salad. His round eyes stared at the large screen that was displaying the main coverage of the country's economic condition.

That night Anindita finally stayed at the home of her mother's former employer. It was not a wise choice for her to refuse the request of a woman whose heart was hurting. There was a deep sincerity and loneliness from his black pupils. Darisana Anindita understood how much the wound had been buried. Treasure, money and all that luxury can not bring back happiness that is taken for granted.

Anindita shuddered herself to imagine how hard Bu Windarti struggle in maintaining the company for the sake of his only child. At one time it had to be as fresh as a coral while on the other he had to treat a gaping wound wide open.

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That morning after breakfast, Anindita seemed ready with a new suit of work clothes. It turned out that Bu Windarti had prepared all the trinkets he needed even to the very details. Anindita looks so charming in a pastel blezer suit, her hair draped revealing her waves. The girl scrunched up her hair because there was no choice, the ponytail she was carrying accidentally fell in the bathroom and got wet. Finally, he decided to shake his hair.

Faisal looked at him meaningfully, he was already tidy with his casual clothes. He was only wearing knee-length pants with a plain white shirt. Its simple look makes its good looks perfect and looks younger a few years from its age. There were no long conversations going on at the dinner table, as Anindita had to leave early given Faisal's distance from work.

“Fay, you anterin Anin up to her workplace right?” the woman glanced at her son who was wearing shoes.

“Yes is mah,” answers cuek.

“Be careful bring the car,”tow the woman while looking at her son who is now ready with his car keys.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” Anindita and Faisal said goodbye and headed out ushered by the sparkling gaze of the middle-aged woman.

“Wa’alaikumsalam” Bu Windarti answered their greetings and drove him with a gaze until the car was no longer visible.

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The road is still quite quiet because it is still quite early in the morning and has not started to be busy. It looks like there are already many food vendors for breakfast. Anindita leaned her shoulders relaxed while staring at the quiet view of the city at the beginning of the morning. The vehicle they were riding on turned in the opposite direction and still did not exit the residential area. The girl looked in wonder at the man beside her.

“Abang kho muter-muter here anyway? what else to look for?” ask while frowning.

“There, later you also know,” Faisal replied casually.

Finally, the car they were riding stopped in front of an elementary school that had seen several merchants lined up to sell at a considerable distance from the school gate. Faisal parked his car and asked the girl to wait for him. He then went to a toy salesman and a variety of hair accessories. Before long, the man had already returned and gave something to Anindita.

“Nih wear,” he said while thrusting pastel colored objects in line with the girl's work suit.

“Watch hair? what is Bang?” for Anindita's confused.

“Starting today, you can not store your hair except in front of your brother, brother is not willing if there are other men who increasingly admire your beauty” he said in full order.

“Kekanak-kanakan,” murmured slowly almost inaudible.

“What?” Faisal glanced and sharpened his gaze.

Anindita just shook her head, then followed the man's orders without asking much more. Because it would be futile if only to argue with him, while he had to arrive immediately until the office was on time. After Anindita tied her hair, the alphard drove back down the street to Anindita's workplace.

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