The mask.

The mask.
12.



Weeping twilight, cloudy clouds enveloped the Rama family residence. Rinai rained not too much, accompanying the departure of the head of the family who had been lying sick for several weeks. The atmosphere of deep sorrow really felt, the grandmother crying in the arms of her grandson, Rama. Andi stood behind the two, putting on a sad expression that could be seen in one glance. Rama became a backup for the grandmother who was hit, being the only reason Grandma Lidya survived in her heartache.


The funeral ceremony went smoothly, there were no obstacles even though the rain continued to pour from morning. The mourners said condolences, Rama still stood in the middle room to welcome his grandfather's acquaintances who were present. Rama asked the maid to take the grandmother to rest in the room, she did not want Nek Lidya getting tired.


In the afternoon, the guests who arrived were quite reduced. Rama took a long breath, he was tired, but certainly not as tired and as sad as the grandmother who had refused to eat since morning.


"Young master, do you want a cup of tea and some snacks?" ask a servant who feels sorry for what his employer is going through.


Rama thought for a moment before answering. "Prepare for grandma and Andi as well, let me bring her to grandma's room after I change clothes" the young man responded. His body feels sticky all day wearing a suit, Rama prefers to wear casual clothes.


"I'll get ready soon, young master!" the waiter said excitedly, he was happy to be able to help his employer.


"Ah, and please call Andi to the room, yes."


"Okay, young master!" reply the waiter quickly.


The waiter knocked on Andi's room door. "Sir, you are called young master to his room" said the courteous waiter as soon as Andi opened the door.


Andi nodded in understanding. "I'll be right to Rama's room, thank you, yeah!" reply Andi friendly.


"I'm sorry, sir!" Andi again nodded in return.


"Now it's time to prepare tea and snacks for the lady and the young master!" said the waiter, his wide footsteps brought him to the kitchen quickly.


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"Get in, not locked, really!" rama's reply from within.


"I'm sorry, I couldn't accompany Rama. I felt dizzy in the crowd of the visitors earlier," I the young man did not feel well.


"It's okay, relax again. The plan is to have tea with grandma, you can come, right?" rama said casually.


"Alright, I also have no job" Andi replied.


"An, I usually talk, anyway. It's not good to hear you talking about me-you're so?!" rama who felt awkward. They were friends for a long time, playing and joking together. But suddenly, his best friend turned formal in one day. A little strange for Rama who used to talk without a sieve in his original place.


"Where may I be brave, Rama is indeed my friend, but now Rama is the successor of this family, so I must be polite to you!" Rama only found out that Andi turned out to have a stubborn nature like this.


"No, not that too many times!" sahut Rama fast.


"I'm so awful!" the young man continued without any intention of lying.


"Well, if Rama says so, I will do as Rama wishes." Andi relented, she also actually felt awkward talking like this.


"Now, let's go to Grandma's room. Let's entertain grandma as much as possible!" Andi nodded, accepting his friend's invitation.


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