The Mr. Bucin

The Bucin 68

Rara looked up, the old woman holding onto Rara's shoulder was smiling happily, "you're finally home too, Ara," said the grandmother grudgingly. Rara stood looking at the old woman in front of her, looking at her appearance from top to bottom. Her face is very similar to that of the mother, wearing a kebaya and her white hair smeared originally.

"Grandmother knows me?" like asking stupid questions, Rara thought, didn't the grandmother call herself Ara, as Reno, Oma and Opanya often say and hear.

"Why grandma doesn't recognize Grandma's own granddaughter, hmm," the granny glazed over, "you know, grandma's been waiting for you guys to come home since your dad told you he'd treat your wounds," said the grandmother while patting Rara's arm.

"We're going to Grandma's house, aren't we?" Reno lets Grandma and Rara walk first, but Rara still does not understand all this, "later I explain," said Reno as if knowing Rara's inner struggle, Rara, the woman nodded and followed the old woman who claimed to be her grandmother.

Arrive them in a house that seems new in the wake, there are only a few ornamental plants in front. The three men entered the house of the grandmother who claimed to be Rara's grandmother, the grandmother went into the kitchen and took some snacks and drinks.

"In drink first, Ra," said the grandmother after putting the drink and snack, "while the grandmother wants to take something," her saying was directly influenced by Reno and Rara.

"Kok she calls me Ara, rich you call me?" Rara whispered, then pinched Reno's waist and made the man complain but still laugh.

"Why do you like to steal opportunities," grumbled Rara annoyed, did not he answer earlier Reno even kissed the cheek of Rara adorable.

Reno and Rara looked up and looked at the door, and the figure of a woman of the same age and her father came in.

"Ara, are you alive, son?" the slightly young woman from her mother came, sat down beside her and hugged Rara. The man stared at the presence of Rara and Reno.

"Aunty who?" rara asked then after the woman let go of her embrace, "you've forgotten the bulek?" ask the woman not to believe. Rara looked at the woman's face closely, there was a line of faces that printed her mother's face there.

"It seems like the accident made our Ara forget everything," the frail voice of the grandmother sounded, the old woman carrying the box who had no idea what it contained. Then Reno shifted to let the grandmother sit near Rara.

"Do you want to know what this box is?" grandma asked as she patted the box that looked worn, Rara was about to nod but hesitated. The hand that had been overgrown with wrinkled skin finally opened the box, Rara's heart beating faster. As if something was going to happen.

The grandmother took out a few photos, and put them on her lap, while she put the box under her feet.

"It's your mother," the grandmother pointed to the woman that Rara had very memorized her face, then the grandmother took another photo, "this.." Grandma's words hung. Netraya looked at the faces of the people in the room and the last one looked at the face of Rara who was filled with thousands of questions.

"This is your real father, he died when your mother was seven months pregnant" said the grandmother, who stared at the photo and turned to the man sitting by the door. His face is the same as the one in the photo.

"I'm not your father, it's been said to be your grandmother, right?" said the man who had the exact same face as the photo that Rara held.

"She's you, bulik's husband," the woman beside Rara explained, Rara leaned her head on the back of the sofa that looks like it's new in the change, her fingers massaging the tip of her nose and the pelipes alternately.

"Take him to the room" he told Reno, the man complied and stood up and demanded Rara go to his room. Samar Samar Rara heard the grandmother blame herself.

"Mas, who are they?" Rara leaned her head against Reno's chest, the man gave a small kiss on Rara's head. They were already inside the room, and were sitting on the bed that was on the floor.

"They're your family, that's your grandmother, the mother of your mother," Rara pulled her head and stared in disbelief at Reno's words.

"But father said...." Rara grimaced as her head was hit by concrete, Reno jerked a rough breath and stood up and ran out, as the man entered carrying Rara's water and vitamins. Then he told her to take the vitamin medicine.

"Why dads lie," Rara sobbed then lay down and curled up, her memory of a long time ago when she was a child seeing friends around playing with their grandmothers passing by, "dad don't I have a grandmother? I also want to be loved like them," complained Rara at that time while pointing where there was a view of a grandmother and her grandchildren playing. The father replied "you don't need a grandmother to live, she'll only be troublesome if you grow up. Now you focus on making money and going to school, yes," Little Rara just nodded though she still wanted to have a grandmother, but she was also afraid to make her father angry if she answered no. And until now Rara was very obedient and believed in what her father said.

"Huhuhu, I have a grandmother. My father had a grandmother, why did he lie" he said at a whim, Reno who could not bear to immediately embrace the woman into his arms.

"Sstt, shut up, yeah," persuaded Reno as he kissed Rara's head on the back. Rara turned around and looked at Reno, "you know from the beginning I wanted to have a grandmother and now I have her, huhuhu," as Rara's little child complained, Reno nodded and re-hugged Rara.

"You got it all, Ra. Everyone," said Reno comforting her Ara, 'but with the heart of your dear father makes it seem like you will have no family, see you have a grandmother, aunt and uncle who always misses you.' but that was only said in Reno's heart.

"Eno, Ara let's eat first," the voice of the woman who claimed to be her bulek knocked on the door and invited them to eat.

"Yes, bulek, we're coming out" Reno said in a soft voice, Rara flabbergasted. Usually this man is always rude and ketus with others, with his Oma as well, but what about the person who claims his family this man can be polite? Rara really does not understand the mind of this person.

"We eat first," Reno got up and fixed her clothes and pants, accidentally Rara caught an unfamiliar sight.

"Mas," Reno who had lowered her head, then looked up at Rara's face, "yes," she replied. Rara scratched her head which arrived itchy, the net could not escape from there.

"That's what?" his question as he pointed to the direction he was looking at, Reno shriveled a curious frown.

"Which one?" the man was even in a daze, Rara was annoyed not to play, "that's what you're doing in your pants," furious Rara while pointing again at what she saw.

Reno followed the direction of Rara's index finger, 'campus' umpat Reno in heart, his weapon stood up while hugging Rara. His reaction was too fast indeed if he was close to the woman, therefore he immediately proposed to her.

"We ate yuk, we were waiting for him" Reno switched the conversation and turned to look back at Rara. It sounded the woman snorting in annoyance as Reno did not answer the question from her.

Reno saw a face in the bend as the woman passed by, "you'll see for yourself when we're official, dear," Reno muttered consolingly to herself.