The Moon is Split

First Meeting in the Funeral

"Mommy ... Arzie thanks a lot for all the upbringing of papi and also mami that makes Arzie so like this. Without you Arzie wouldn't have reached this point so easily. Arzie always prays for the heavenly Mami"

Said Arzie in front of his parents' meal. Arzie always took the time to visit the graves of his parents even though only to send a strand of prayer.

Arzie stepped out of the cemetery. But his steps stopped to see someone who rested in one of the tombs. From behind Arzie noticed the woman. Maybe he's still young. A 13 year old girl.

"Adikc ... Don't cry, honey?!", her greeting was gentle.

The boy looked at Arzie. He hastily wiped his tears. Then smile at Arzie.

"Oom... Who?"

"Oom. Don't call Oom ah. Real old. Call Brother. Brother Arzie's name. Brother also just made a grim pilgrimage to both parents brother"

"My name is Kirani, Brother Arzie. This is my mother's grave. He died just a week ago. Pain in bowel cancer"

"Patience to you, Dek. Just pray your bunda happy in heaven. Forgiven his sins by God"

"Aami... Thanks, Brother"

"May Brother Arzie pray for your Mother?"

Kira nodded, Arzie sat next to his mother's grave and he sat down with Arzie. Arzie recited a special prayer for almahumah.

"Thank you, brother. I want doain mother"

"Sama-sama sweet sister"

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"Thank you, Brother. I'll just get off here. My house is near. At the end of the gang"

Arzie parked his fortune on the left side of the road.

"Be careful on the road, Deck. Greetings to your grandmother"

"Yes, Brother"

Arzie got out of his car and opened the door for Kira. Then he helped Kira cross the street and drove her to the end of the alley. Arzie returned to his car and drove his car back home.

At five o'clock he was home. He headed straight for his room on the top floor, passing a long and beautiful staircase with gorgeous carvings on the handles. Then through the hallway to the right of the stairs, at the first door he stopped.

Keekkk ...

He went in and locked his room. Take off his shoes. Then open the suit and tie. Dry your sweat before cleaning yourself.

"Kirani Fauzia Chandani", he muttered while laying down his body on his soft mattress.

"Sweet that kid. Soft talk. His style is very graceful for a child his age. Eight years younger than me. But the knowledge is broad. His style of speech is cool. I like talking to him"

"Aahs..Arzn ... He's still a kid. Don't think silly. You better take a shower and have dinner. Pity your hungry stomach worms" he said in his heart.

Half an hour later she came out of the bathroom with a towel on her waist, as well as a smaller towel to wipe her hair. Seen his chest that field and his muscles are stocky.

He headed for the closet picking up a piece of t-shirt and trousers. Then go downstairs to the dining table. The house assistant had prepared everything well. Arzie enjoyed his dinner accompanied by a cell phone in his hand. Check the stock position as well as its incoming email.

In the past when the late parents were still alive, they liked to enjoy dinner interspersed with casual chatter and fresh jokes at the dinner table. Sometimes Arzie misses times like that again.

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"Sir, Arzie ..?!"

"Hi, Kira. It's a coincidence to meet here"

"Yes, Brother"

"Working for a book?"

"Yes, find a book. Novels. Make entertainment, Brother"

"Do you like to read?"

"Yes, when you are free or finished studying. Let this brain not be short of a complete, brother?!"

Hahaahaha...

Arzie laughed at Kirani's words. The first-class Middle School girl smiled shyly. So sweet.

"When Dad was around, I loved my books. Now the same father no longer exists. I love coming here by myself, remembering those lives"

"Your father and mother must be good people. She must be proud to have such a smart and beautiful kid like you, Dek"

"Sister Arzie, also living alone??"

"Hmmm...."

"Not lonely?"

Arzie looked at the little girl beside him. From her eyes said a longing and loneliness she felt.

"Sometimes Brother Arzie also felt lonely. It's just that Kak Arzie is amazed by you, at the age you are now that both parents have left, you can be independent, can be this fresh face of life. Brother Arzie left by Papi and Mami when he was an adult still likes to be sad and feel weak without them. Brother Arzie learned a lot from you, Dek"

It was Arzie's last year with his beloved Papa, his last memorable days. Moreover, in that year he graduated from second grade in Australia, then he was immediately given independence by his Papi holding a family-owned oil company. Arzie Yudhana Kusuma is the only son of the Kusuma family, the owner of the largest petrol company in the country. Mami died when she was twenty-one years old.

Her father died after handing over all assets and ownership of the company to his only son. Just one year leading his Papi company died due to illness. At a very young age, he became the head of a large company. Super-rich. Handsomest. And intelligent. The ideal type for all women on earth.

His exclusive style and elegant and firm lead made him respected by many people. But he is also polite to his interlocutors especially when talking to older people.

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