
“Everything that starts with the heart, it will go back to the heart. Then, do anything sincerely,” (Turtle Ninja).
Still in the apple city as well as the cold city of East Java, Malang. Riana is in the kitchen of her private home, along with her two kece ART, Mbok Pinem and Mbak Wati. They were cooking breakfast together. Meanwhile, Mr. Pradana – Father Riana, still in the bathroom, is getting ready to go to the office today. This is the second day Riana is in her own house, and her calm is not interrupted at all despite the many questions that settle in her head now, especially about the whereabouts of Lisa the older sister and Aunt Sarah, respectively, mother continued.
“Non, don't daydream, the chicken is hunted entered into the frying pan, later if alive again how?” moor Mbok Pinem. Riana gagged. Hurriedly he moved closer to a container containing chicken that had been soaked in seasoning, ready to be fried.
“Yeee, the mbok how. This is the chicken has been cut, if I live again like him, this will stay his head doang,” replied Riana. Mbok Pinem laughed. After completing her work, Riana continued her activities by chatting with ART while drinking tea. Her father was only fifteen minutes away from the room, so, Riana still had time to chat with them.
“Mbok, I felt like something was missing from this house huh?” the girl broke the silence, after sipping her faforit camomile tea.
“Disappeared how tho non?” ask Mbok Pinem.
“Yes are missing, yes just missing, something that is not somewhere,” replied Riana.
“Sek. Indeed non this nyari what tho?” now replace Mbak Wati who asked.
“Not what, Ma'am Wati, but who,” ralat Riana.
“La that, indeed who is not looking here? Isn't Den Ganesha in surabaya too?” Mbok Pinem is back.
“I'm going to Aunt Sarah and Sister Lisa... Where are they mbok? On vacation, are you?” ask Riana.
“Lho, Non Dance does not know yes, if actually Ma'am Lisa is the same Miss Sarah.”.
“Good morning!” greet Tuan Pradana while tightening his tie.
“Morning,” answer everything in the compact kitchen. Mbok Pinem and Mbak Wati exchanged lyrics ; play secret code that only they both know.
“Oiya, Mbok Pinem, Mbak Wati, for tonight, if you want to cook, cook for the four of you yes, I want to invite my beautiful daughter to eat outside...” he said while embracing Riana's shoulder.
“Eating out, pa? How tumben?” Riana wonder.
“Iya dear, new palm opening restaurant today, papa invited there..”.
“Oh that, yes it will not be temenin. Why is Aunt Sarah the same? Not her... Papa's wife?” ask Riana carefully. His father did not answer, he shifted his feelings by sipping the coffee that had been provided.
“So, later tonight we go yes, Ri,” his papa said.
“Iya pa, ready,” replied Riana. After nothing else to talk about, they ended up having breakfast together in silence.
***
Riana returned home around two o'clock in the afternoon.she desperately persuaded Mbok Pinem and Mbak Wati to tell her about what things happened in this house as long as she was not there. And the two loyal ART were still silent and shut up. It seems they are keeping a big secret.
“Riana?” someone's call immediately made the girl stop her steps. She looked left-right, and saw a girl of her age wearing a maroon-red headscarf.
“Who is it?” tanyanya's confused.
“Yes ALLAH, this is Milia woi, cook forget anyway?” said the girl while shaking Riana's arm. The girl thought for a moment, then...
“Emilia Queen Kencana?” ask carefully.
“Iyaaa, Yoopo seh arek iki, telung taun you know dewe nge-kost together with mbiyen, saiki lali..”.
“Yes rabbiii, Milia!” Riana was hysterical, directly hugging and banging the extreme shoulder of the girl.
“Heh, KDRT ni son..” he said while trying to rebel, escape from Riana's embrace.
“I don't know anymore, how long have we not seen. And... The hijab..”.
“I've been using this for a year, more precisely after teaching. I passed Ri, three and a half years, so I can go back and serve here.” explained Milia.
“Oalaaah, congratulations yes, even though the lecture was first me, how could the passage be first you anyway?” Riana wonder.
“Yes don't know, it's like rejeknya, Ri..” Furthermore – while the way home, they continue to tell stories, especially about themselves and the journey of each other's lives after not meeting for so long. Riana did not expect, the action of walking out today even led her to an accidental meeting with her best friend during High School to wander in Jakarta.
***
Evening and preparation for the restaurant. Riana was confused, her return this time was not meant to attend the official event actually. But, because his father had an impromptu event, he was forced to gedandapan aka rush to find, maybe there is still a small piece of his dress left in this palace.
“Pake this, non,” said Mbok Pinem suddenly, while handing over a full outfit hanger with a dress on it. Riana turned, then instantly fell silent. That, right...
“That's not mama's dress huh, mbok?” tanyanya slow.
“Iya, non. This is the mbok secure, same clothes belonging to the other Lady Helena also exist. It was supposed to be used with Miss Sarah, but the mbok does not ngizinin, so everything mbok save. In the storage room there are two large suitcases containing all the beautiful clothes belonging to the mistress, non.” explained her ART.
“Please take care of the suitcases, tomorrow I will package them to my boarding house in Surabaya. Now, I want to get ready first to make nemenin papa ya mbok,” said Riana. Mbok Pinem just nodded, then went out of the room again after making sure his employer's daughter would really wear the dress.
***
At the restaurant, it was the same night. His father continued to look at Riana who looked so beautiful in a dress belonging to his late wife .
“He's as beautiful as you are, Helen..”.
“Why pa?” asked Riana who seemed to hear that faint mutter.
“E-Eh, not really Ri. Yes already yuk in, temen papa has been waiting for sure inside..” he said. Riana nodded. Inside, he listened to his busy papa talking to his business colleagues. And when one of them throws a flurry of matchmaking between his son and Riana, his papa casually replies :
“Wah, late, Ed, my son already owned the same children people, just keep their proposal,” thank God, Riana can breathe a sigh of relief. It turns out his life won't be as dramatic as other stories. The girl was still listening to those conversations, until she got bored and decided to take a walk for a while. In the middle of the stage, he saw a group of musicians who were preparing to entertain all visitors to the restaurant. And at the same time, the musicians also looked at him, and then one of them screeched.
“Bu Riri!” Riana auto turned her head, and she did not believe the look in her eyes.
“Bu, this is Saras! Don't remember ta?” ask that figure again.
“Yes yes buuu, indeed Saras that I know there is more ta?” tanyakanya.
“Ya is not... Keep it on top?”
“That's Riza, Rachel's with Andre, we're studying in Malang all, one faculty and one department, both sendratasik.”.
“Yes ALLAH, already on big yes you guys.” said Riana reflex. Next, he shook hands with his three other students. Then Saras took the microphone and started talking to the visitors.
“Yak ladies and gentlemen, so... This beautiful woman was our teacher in High School first,” she said while bringing Riana to the middle of the stage. Riana was confused, but on the one hand, she was also happy because her children still remembered her.
“And it was because of the young guidance that the four of us were able to get to the present point. All championship certificates that bring us to be the winner of this scholarship have been obtained since he taught us sincerely and compassionately,” he continued. Riana. Is that how much he is for them?
“And now, we want to invite Bu Riri to collaborate with us, like the times in school first. Want yes, ma'am,” take Saras. Riana nodded. He received a microphone handed over by Saras. Although at first confused about what song to do, but finally he knew, he had to offer something to his father. And accompanied by Andre as a duet partner, he immediately sang the song.
“remembered my childhood
You hug and you're spoiled
Beautiful at the time
Make me soar
By your side ringing
Warm breath fresh fragrant body
You're gonna drop everything
Your dreams and hopes
You want me to be
The best for you
Obey your orders
Keep temptation
What I might have done
In my time of growing up
Don't make me
Shackled, fallen, and trampled
God, please
Give a million of my love to him
I t'rus promised
Will not betray his door
Dad, listen
How much I love you
'I proved it
I was able to fulfill your wish” (There is a Band – That is best for you). Riana finished her song so well, and her students accompanied her so wonderfully, that the restaurant's visitors were stunned and applauded for their actions.
Riana got off that stage. Below him, the father still holds a cell phone with a camera on, capturing an impromptu show made by his daughter.
“Keren,” compliments. Riana thanked me. Next he invited his four students to come down from the stage and get acquainted with his father. It was a very beautiful night; a night he would never forget in his entire life.
***
“Mentari, thank you very much for tonight yes..” said his papa, shortly after the car they boarded stopped in front of the garage whose gate was just opened by Mas Parjo.
“Kok thanks? Thanks why pa?” Riana wonder.
“Ya thanks, already want to come home here, already want to nemenin papa today..”.
“Yes do not need to use thanks pa, Dance is a papa child, it is an obligation Dance dong make papa happy,” answered Riana sincerely while leaning her head on her papa shoulder.
“Thank you, son, you really are Mentari in papa's life,” he said while stroking the top of the princess's head. Riana choked, but she hurriedly shifted her sense of smell by saying:
“Come in, pa, it's night,”
***
Riana put her body back on the king size bed in her room. Tomorrow afternoon he will return to Surabaya, because some work has been waiting for him. Tita's been so rompong spamming in chat. Until her last decision, when the chat from her personal assistant had reached 30 more messages, Riana only replied.
[Patience, baby, I'll be home tomorrow. Wait for my mom, son, what do you want?] he sent the message while grimacing. In his brain there was already a shadow; surely Tita received the message while misuh-misuh no kaluan.
Satisfied with seeing the sosmed and messaging apps, Riana immediately switched to the gallery. He took a lot of photos today. Most of them were taken with his father from the car to the restaurant. Then a surprise moment today... Well, here is a photo and a video that immortalizes him and his four students who collaborated together on stage at the restaurant earlier.
“They are indeed talented children.” said Riana slowly while playing back the video recording, before she got ready to sleep. Thank God, his return this time did not end in vain, and he also managed to speak heart to heart alias from heart to heart with his father, who was, who will also soon give a story and recognition to himself and his younger brother, Ganesha.
(BBC).