THE MENTARI FOR ESTUARY SEASON 2
CHAPTER 57, GO HOME
New Town Station, Malang. Riana tightened the gray long cardigan she was wearing. In any case, Malang turned out to still remain the same; cold. As long as he does not set foot in his hometown, the air will remain the same, the wind will not stop changing, the sun will still rise in its place and path. What changes is actually man himself; changes by time, changes by force.
A man with a shirt with his arms rolled waved his hand towards Riana, and the girl immediately sped up her steps, then greeted the man.
“Halo, pa,” sapanya. And a few seconds later, his synthetic body was firmly attached to the arms of his first love.
“Healthy, pa?” riana asked, just after their embrace unraveled.
“Healthy, darling. You how? Congratulations, so your art scholar now. Amazing son papa..” Riana smiled lightly accepting her papa's praise. Yes, two days before returning home, Riana has officially become an *eh, a scholar, with her sister Ganesha.
“Still, pa. But can you watch the live streaming?” ask Riana.
“Nonton, together with office employees as well. And Ganesha's speech... Ah, unforgettable, all employees so auto spirit tau not because it's a child. Positive vibes it dapet really..” said papa. Riana smiled wider. Ganesha had almost grown in the wrong direction. You can imagine how difficult it was for a 14-year-old boy when he had to lose his mother, his mother, and his mother, people other than Riana who believe that the blind child can have a bright future even though darkness will remain a shadow of his life forever. In addition, her brother (Riana), also left her without any impression of what else the message. Lucky during this – as long as Riana left him, it turns out that Ganesh has had two angels of his own, apart from the brothers who turned out to be insincere and sincere to look after him, it turns out he still has Vishnu (the best friend, the best friend, who thinks friends are as easy as we breathe every day, friends should be pure for reasons “I just want to be friends”, not “I want to be friends with him because”. So far, their friendship is still alive). Then Hanum... Ah, he became curious, how would his father react if he knew he and his sister both had a companion and were both ready to step into the next life process?
“Oiya, Ri, papa will ask. The figure of Hanum who was told the same Ganesh in his speech is this is not it? You see, I think papa once knew. Birthday time of the company branch in Surabaya, she appeared as a guest star.”.
“Mana, pa?” ask Riana. The father gave her his phone, and showed her a beautiful portrait of Hanum in a peach-colored long dress that he was wearing. And true, it was the same Hanum; hanum who still shared anything with him to this day, Hanum whom he really cared about.
“Iya, pa, here comes his son. Both singer kayak Ganesha, sometimes, Dance also the same stage she..” replied Riana.
“Serace yes them. Papa agrees that they marry, and you... Who'sis that? Estuary?” The deg! Address on trial this. But it seems his father did not demand macem-macem about the criteria of a couple for his son. What matters is what they feel now, happy or not. And those who live it all are also them, so why not let them choose the right and good things for themselves?
“You're both the ideal couple. Papa likes,” Thank God, the green light was Ri. The brush!
***
Riana entered the private room in her house in a very relieved and happy state. Relieved, because it turns out the reunion with his father is not as difficult as he imagined. Happy, because the arrangement of the goods in that place is still in accordance with his taste, never changed, only everything became more organized and managed. Probably because it's often cleaned by the servants here.
“Welcome back at this palace, Non Dance. Frequently visit here, this is his palace non too, do not let this palace enter intruders again.” said Mbok Pinem who is the most senior ART in this house. Hence, she also followed Riana by her small name, because she was also the one who took care of Riana small fitting first. BTW, new author know that Riana was once small also wkwkwk.
“Ck, start rese nih author. Stories that are true napa, not fired to be the author later you.” Heh batter rempeyek, if you fired me as an author, who wants to tell this story who would you? Do you want to listen to our readers?
“Yes too yes. Come on, thor, spirit, keep working with the heart, though... Mm, like without me knowing, you know yourself.” Yeah-yes, chatty. Yuk, go straight to the story. BTW, thank you for getting excited.
***
“Ya is, special for the princess who returned to her palace after being tired of adventuring,” said Mbok Pinem while delivering dishes containing other dishes, serving them also at the dinner table.
“Jeez mendol, same this too, sambel that I missed... Wow, really spectacular this anyway,” Riana laughed, then hugged her ART with gratitude.
“Ih the non mah habit, like to play ajelak. Kan si mbok dirty, non, the smell of kitchen spices too, not tasty.”.
“Enak-enak aja tuh mbok, the important thing is not the mbok mbok terleumuri spices, if sampe join kefir how? Repot yoan..” replied Riana origin while plucking a piece of drooling from the top of the plate. BTW for those who do not know or even do not know what is mendol, quoted from the Wikipedia page, Mendol is one of the special foods of East Java (other than rawon and tempeh nuts). This food is made from soybean tempe base material. Tempe mendol is widely found in the Malang area both for side dishes and eaten as snacks. And uniquely, it turns out this mendol made of soybean tempe that has been somewhat stale (or the Javanese call it “tempe bosok”). If at a glance the author read anyway, how to make this dipol if the process may be somewhat similar potato-similar, the paste is crushed, given seasoning, continuously formed (headed-headed), yes, the only difference is that if the cake is using eggs, if the dengkol is not, continue before fried this dengkol must be left for one to two hours for the fermentation process. But said people who have eaten, mendol which tastes a bit kecing/acid is more delicious, and it's the fermentation process even longer, can be up to six hours. But the author himself has never fully understood what it is mendol, even though he has been to Malang several times. Create readers who are in Malang, may be sometime masakin author of the process if the right again visit there *hus, mulu mode si Zelda. Ah, go on to the story.
“Yeee si non mah, emang si mbok goldfish po-o main fried aja?”
“La therefore, just smell the spice aja, do not get to be covered with spices too, not anything, afraid of fried mistakes.” said Riana while giggling. Inevitably, Mbok Pinem also giggled. Mbok Pinem was finally only able to laugh after his employer's actions.
“Ceria really papa child, his laughter at the brim you know to the front page.” said a man interrupted...
“Horeee, papa already!” exclaim Riana cheerfully. As a child, the 26-year-old girl rushed forward and hugged her father very spoiled.
“Hus, like your baby. Udah ah, papa want to take a bath. After this, we eat together yes.” said the papaya while inching away from Riana. He put his office bag on the refrigerator, then went up to his room on the second floor.
“Ya already yes mbok, I also want to go to the room for a while, take HP,” said Riana.
“Monggo, non..” sahut Mbok Pinem politely.
***
Riana lay her body on the pink-clothed king-size bed with a happy feeling. The moment of his return this time was really unexpected, everything went so well, his father warmed to him all day, all ART also seemed very happy to welcome the arrival of the girl, he said, although he only had three days stay here. His work in D FM can not be left, this is just that he continues to monitor Tita (who has now changed the position to PA aka his personal assistant), through chat. But there's a little awkwardness. How the inhabitants of this house so little, Riana felt like something was missing. Where are Lisa and Aunt Sarah? Why weren't they there when Riana came back home?
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