The Missing Princess

The Missing Princess
Hanum 5's



here we stand now in the yard of a house that is not too magnificent, but right and left of his place of business my parents


Yep. now that we were at the house of mom and dad, Kahfi took me to the house of mom and dad without stopping first to my house


mas imam, let him do what, it's up to him, indeed the basis of our marriage was not healthy from the beginning we were married


'' let's go in brother, why even bengong heh.'' said Kahfi shakes my arm.


'' uh.iya.. come on.'' said I after waking up from my daydream.


'' anyone inside, why does it look so crowded.'' asked me while walking behind Kahfi's body.


'' al Fatih dong's extended family.'' said Kahfi made me just nod


'' the flower is inside.'' asked me immediately recalling my slightly chatty jars


'' maybe it has not arrived, what is it.'' asked Kahfi.


'' none, just a little miss to the most chatty onti.'' said I chuckled small when remembering how chatty her onti flowers.


inversely proportional to the onti Kania who is a little quiet but smart to cook it, although sometimes thicken it if spoken to only quietly


'' Deddy may have arrived.'' said Kahfi again.


we walked together in the direction of the house, even though this house is not as large as the home of grandmother and the deceased of both grandmothers from papa and mama


but this house holds a million memories of where we grew up today


'' uh. little angel papa has come.'' papa so enthusiastically welcome me.


although sometimes I was a little annoyed with the call that was written papa to me since I was born


'' iiss. papa, Hanum is not small anymore.'' my murmur to papa.


who was greeted with a small ruckus from papa, even though my lips were a little manyun, but I still hugged my father tightly


'' however, we remain little angels papa .'' said papa stroking the tip of my head fondly



'' twenty-five papa is now my age.'' My murmur to my papa.


even though I was twenty-five, my father still looked young, because my father was married young to my mother


my mom is two years older than my dad, maybe now I am about forty-four years old,


my mother is now a step old, forty-six years old, and my father has a twin brother and sister who I call onti Kania


while the mother has two sisters, namely om Daren and onti flowers, in fact her adoptive brother papa exist, but somehow there is any obstacle, no matter what,


they were still in the earth, until now we have never heard from them in the least


papa's adoptive brother is married to my mother's sister and they still have news because they are still in our neighborhood


'' papa knows it's Hanum, where maybe papa forgets your age.'' said papa still hugging me


'' there are still others papa, Aisyah there is also aisiah there.'' said I was a little annoyed with papa.


'' want like anywhere, the three of you are still little angels papa.'' said papa snatching my cheek with anxiety.



'' mas. his son has his mpunya husband, do not be made like a baby continues, later his husband angry loh.'' said mother out of nowhere.


'' uh. yes, where is your husband brother.'' papa who just realized if I was alone.


'' I work out of town pa.'' said, of course lying to papa, there is no way I am honest with papa at this time, the time is not right at all


'' when will his return.'' asked papa again.


'' Hanum does not know pa, later if you go home in the phone?'' I said I convinced papa


'' papa this, his son just came, not his told to the other, even in the hold heh.'' said the mother was upset.


'' I'm sorry ma, it's been a long time no see with brother.'' said papa cengengesan so that mama is not angry with papa.


'' Salim the other brother, there is a camel inside there is a grandmother and grandfather also .'' tell mama


being kahfi, I don't know where he is now I want to see him again, when papa hugged me earlier


'' yes ma.'' said I walked ahead of mama who was behind me, died papa in the living room alone


'' assalamualaikum.'' said I when entering the kitchen area is so crowded.


it turned out that they were all gathered in the kitchen, as well as Kahfi and my twin sister, not forgetting my cousins and nieces


'' searching for who sis.'' scolded mama as I wailed to look for the whereabouts of Ihsan and my youngest sister.


'' little sister where ma.''' asked me to turn towards mama because I did not find little goufor


even though the age is not young anymore, but Hanum still looking for the existence of goufor today


''' it's in the back pool, along with Sammy and Ihsan.


'' here ma is, there is behind as well.'' asked my mother.


'' aisiah has not returned, Aisyah is with Azka somewhere.'' Saut mama made me nod understanding


don't ask my cousins, they all love to play here, either because my mom's dad is nice,


it's also very crowded here, so they like to play here


'' uh. This is what his name is onti.'' asked me to the flower onti.


after I shook hands with all of them, I found one child who was so cute as a day


'' don't touch Hanum, it's a beautiful princess onti.'' the head of the flower festival makes me want to prank her even more.


'' bas cengeng, at the touch it was just crying.'' said I laughed amusedly at the sight of a small child onto flowers cringing away from me.


'' you basic yes, always ignorant, not small, until big like this still like to judge.'' sumpul onti flowers.


'' what's different with onti first, which always makes me cry.'' said me, at least that's what I heard the story from mama and papa first.


'' who told you, you always refuse the invitation of onti, the turn of money only there, you just want the same onti.'' sumpul onti flowers.


'' nowadays it's nothing but onti money, so? do not get me wrong Hanum dong, who has been a double eye since childhood, I said out loud.


the others, all of them laughed at us, including Hani's grandmother who sat on the dining table chair


'' you guys are always fighting, making grandma want to go home.'' said grandma Hani, being the grandmother of Dania, just smiling when she saw the debate between grandchildren and her children.


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