THE NOURA VAN KEMMERS

The tragedy of dinner

So Johans Alois was also a victim in Gedoran? I'm starting to get curious. He wants to hang out with Jordan, but he seems to be engrossed in his cell phone. It's catchy. I can't wait to dig deeper.

" When it's this Sunday, what do you usually do, Bang?"

"none. Stay at home while doing work at an unfinished school. The rest are sleeping, hehehe. My schedule is packed every day. Teaching at school Monday to Friday. Then Friday afternoon and Saturday I taught at La Vita. You yourself if this Sunday is usually what?" I asked back.

"I used to spend time with a community of street musicians, Bang. I teach them to play music or read and write for those who can't read or what skills are useful for them."

"Wow...Very noble! Next time, take me to the community! must've been exciting!"

"Can. Sure oes. Oh yeah, you like vegetable lontong? I'd like to order some veggies for breakfast, "Jordan started playing the app on his phone to order food.

"Like. I like all the food. Especially the vegetable lontong. Want a Betawi vegetable poultice or Padang vegetable pontong, just brush!!!!"

"Haha. Agree Bang. Indonesian food is indeed no opponent when compared to foreign food. And the food factor also made me feel at home living here. All the food and snacks of the archipelago that I have loved since childhood are available all."

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" By the way, from the tragic events that befell your ancestral family during the events of Gedoran and also the tragedy that befell the Van Kemmers family, there are similarities, yes?" I tried to break the silence to see Jordan who seemed so focused on devouring the vegetables in front of him.

"What is that, Bang?"

"Both of those events happened while they were enjoying dinner. Your ancestral family, Opa Frans Winhern, and his wife's son were forcibly kidnapped while eating dinner. The Van Kemmers family too. They were kidnapped by the criminals at dinner. Really tragic. I can't imagine, the dinner moment is a moment where family members gather to enjoy food while chatting and sharing stories. But then, everything suddenly turned into an overwhelming fear. Being the last dinner moment with the family and after that everything changed with separation and sadness."

"Yes...That's right, Bang!"

"Already, Bang. Don't melt that way. All are destiny. We will never know what the end of our lives will be like. That's why I always remember Opa and Oma's message to never stop doing good. Wherever and whenever. Because the good we do, whatever it is, will help us there."

I just nodded and went back to devouring the last mouthful. Fixes. This is the most delicious Betawi vegetable I've ever tasted. Young people of this crossbreed in addition to good at playing music also have a high appetite for food.

"Oh yeah, if you don't mind, can I go back to the file room? I'm still curious about the old news about the Van Kemmers family.

"Of course I can. Please!" answer Jordan steady.

I spread my eyes around the room. From the dining room to the living room. Noura was invisible from earlier I woke up. Where is he?

Hmmmmmmm. It's true! it turns out he's in this file room. Just as I opened the door of the room, I was shocked to see his figure sitting on the table looking at the rows of old photo albums that belonged to the Winhern family.

"You're here apparently. I was looking for you!"

"Yes. I'm glad to be here. As if I could revive my longing," Noura replied blankly. His face looks so sad.

"Where is Jordan Winhern?" tanyakanya.

"He's going to the toilet. He'll be here later."

"I still don't expect. Time travel allowed me to meet the descendants of Lord Frans Winhern. Even in a different dimension. Thank you, Bayu!"

"It all happened not by coincidence. I was just an intermediary who helped to re-expose the tragedy that befell your family. Yes, think of this as God's way for you to know everything about your family."

Noura started to smile. This morning I saw her smile glittering beautifully. Both of his hands continued to open the sheets of the old album that belonged to the Winhern family. Every now and then the breeze from the window blew away the children's hair. He was still standing in a sideways upright position. Very graceful.

"What are you looking at? what makes you smile? tell me?" I asked him.

"much. Looking at these pictures makes me feel like I'm going back in time."

"Thank God, you're not crying anymore. I'm glad to see you like this. You no longer cry like before when you look at these photos."

"Maybe I'm tired of crying and I prefer to smile. Tears and crying will not make things change. Just a little relief and relieve the tightness. That's all," he replied casually.

"May you be stronger and willing to accept destiny. I will always be by your side" I said as I walked closer to him.

It seemed that Noura's mood had improved. He is no longer as emotional as he was yesterday. I loved looking at her smile this morning.

Scroll the black and white photos depicting the past life. About the life of the Winhern family and some other photos depicting the atmosphere of the past.

Seriate.