THE SMITH'S (A Sequel Of Not Just Friends)

PART 11'S

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Indonesia

“But this morning Non Prita telfon emang. Titip pesen for Mr. John.” Say bi Minah.

John was excited to hear it.

“Keep she said what, Bi?.” John grabbed the two arms of the middle-aged woman who had been shocked because John was holding her.

“Anu Mr. John, Non Prita says. Mr. John don't look for – find him again..”.

John removed his handrails from Bi Minah's arm, his face turning sad.

“Oh.”

***

Morning at Adjieran Smith Family Main House, Jakarta.

“When are you back?.” John asked Jeff when he came to the dining room and the crazy bule was sitting there.

“Evennight too.” Answer Jeff. “Live back here between Nathan and Jihan.”

“Oh.”

“Why face lo?.” Jeff asked with the corner of his lips pulled up.

“Ga what is – what.”

John answered flatly.

“Soal si Prita definitely.”

“Ck!. Don't talk about him.”

Jeff put on a curious face hearing John's words just now. “Udah give up so the story is?.”

“Gue has given up looking for him.”

“Wih!. Cancel apologize means?.”

“Gue won't bother Prita again. After all he has shown that he does not want to deal with me again since I saw him in Bandung. So if I go after him and meet him, he'll have a million ways to avoid me again.”

John spoke a little lethargic.

“So yes already follow her. He also left me the same message so I stopped looking for him. What am I saying?.”

“Bi Minah?.” Jeff Says.

John nodded. “Yesterday I also went to the Cemara Family home. I think he is no longer in his apartment he must have left Bandung and most likely returned there. But it wasn't there either. He knew I was going to papa's house with mama in Bekasi, and he sent me a message so for me through bi Minah. Don't search – search

he again he said.”

Jeff mangosteen – mangosteen.

“Ya already, if you really want him so.” Say John again. “If I see ya later I keep apologizing.”

****

A week later

Still in Indonesia ..

“Halo Kak, where are you?.” Prita's on a phone call with Fania.

“Di Mansion.” Sahut Fania from cell phone.

“Gue is free. The cafe is also okay. When do you want to launch?.”

“Ya I'm waiting for info from elo kan.”

“Yes this is why I am infoin. Lo set the schedule lo that cool.”

“Iye I talked to you first brother-in-law lo.”

“Still be punished by Brother Andrew?.”

“Not again.”

“Hahaha. Sian deh lu's. So you're a very friendly man, brother. Your son gave you permission to call you Mommy. Donald Duck's inflamed. Udeh know men lo operposesip begono Hahahaha.”

Fania was heard snorting across the phone.

Prita's laughter is still left.

“Ade kaga no akhlak lu!.”

“Ya udeh the heck lo cepetan talking to Brother Andrew. Let cepet – cepet disperse cafe here. I have activity.”

“Ya udeh, iye.”

***

Adjieran Smith Family Mansion, London, England .....

“D ...”

Fania rested her head on Andrew's chest sitting on the couch in their room at the Mansion.

Who seems to be focusing on watching one of Tivi's shows. “Hemmm.” Short as usual.

“Tadi Prita call.”

“Terus?.”

“She said she could already focus on the cafe in Jakarta. So ask when to inaugurate.”

“Terasu. Your cafe, right?.”

“Yes, I'll give you permission, D. Ntar I made my own decision, you are angry again like time about Sarah who called me Mommy without permission.”

“I ain't mad. I'm pissed!. You remind me again, so appear again upset me.”

‘Wa has always been Donald Duck.’ Inner Fania grumbled a little. “Iya sorry.”

“Ya already you specify when to create your cafe inauguration event in Jakarta.”

“I asked you, D. Your schedule in the Company that I must match.”

“And you are my personal assistant?. You're the one holding my schedule.” Andrew said as he grabbed Fania.

“Apaan your schedule that you love me it's mostly, ‘Fun Bos’.” Fania thunches.

“Loh no harm right?. Personal assistant I'm my own wife.”

“Ck!.” Fania clucking.

Andrew also chuckled amusedly.

“So not sincerely serve husband?.”

“Ya. But ga in the office too.”

Andrew chuckled satisfied with the punishment he gave Fania who was pretentious to the son of a widower, which upset him half to death.

“Nih seriousness. When can you free me to Jakarta?.”

“Yes later I will ask Eve about my schedule.”

“Or am I the same Andrea to Jakarta first?.”

“Canda...”.

“Sini.” Andrew patted – patting his thighs. The Kajol understood and he immediately shuffled up Andrew's thigh. “Have you noticed?.” Andrew grinned mischievously.

“Iya understand, if you want to ask what – to you must use de pe!.”

“Pintaarrr..

**

Jakarta, Indonesia

Now the entire family of Adjieran Smith is in Jakarta. Including Jeff who came back to Jakarta, because of course automatically help the preparation of the opening of the Kajol cafe in Jakarta, as well as to meet his son, including his mother Nathan like him.

“It's okay all for tomorrow night, Little F?.”

The handsome brother asked his beloved sister who was playing with Andrea and baby Mika in the

his sling.

“Udah Brother.”

“What time are we there, Sweety?.” Ask Ara.

“Eight hours, Brother. You guys just take it easy. If I must be from afternoon or afternoon already there.”

“You guys just relax. When it comes to taking care of the grandchildren, Mom same Dad with Mama Anye mahjagonya.”

“Papa Herman with Mama Bela so come here tomorrow too, Jol?.”

“So Brother Jeff. You want to pick them up?.”

“Not want Jol, the plan is later in the afternoon I want to go to Bandung pick up Nathan so I can collect here.”

Fania mangosteen – mangosteen.

“Si John at nih.”

Jeff pointed at John.

“Sorry, I think I can't pick up Papa Herman with mama Bela tomorrow. I have business. Later also the most

I came straight to the cafe.” John flat. “Sorry yes.”

“Casual Brother John.” Sahut Fania's. ‘Tumben usually getol.’

“Ga want to see Prita, Brother John?.” Chirp Michelle while chuckling.

“He who wouldn't meet me.” Timpal John without turning his face away from the tivi while playing with the console.

The others looked at each other unnoticed John.

‘Tumbens. Usually getol to Cemara Family home, hope to meet Prita.’

**

The inauguration day of the cafe with the same theme as the cafe in London also arrived. Fania is fashionable as always. Since this afternoon he has been on standby with Andrew who does not let him alone go to the cafe. Donald Duck traumatized as he was. Later is not a child who nganggep the mother Fania, there could be a crazy person who ngakuin Fania as his wife. Wkwkwkwk.

“Heart, where was Prita?.”

“Ke salon first her. Gatel palanya said.” Fania's voice to Andrew and her husband chuckled.

“There can I eat first?. Hungry on. If you don't order!.”

“Wa Beans Reno. That's less food what?.” Fania pointed to the buffet table and some not-so-heavy food huts. “Lot married people also ama my cafe events.” Chirp the Kajol while giggling.

“Ga good, Sweety. That's for the guests later.”

“Yes, Brother Ara is still stiff aje kek broom cake. It will not be lacking all the food if we people eat first. Bumil as much as ape anyway eat it?.”

“Ya let's eat first.”

“Telah.” Sahut Reno who then took Ara to take food.

“Wow. The show hasn't started eating yet.” John came to the four people who had been sitting at the cafe table with – each plate containing food.

“Eat Brother John.”

“Iya ah, I also happen to be this hungry.” Sahut John who then also stepped towards the buffet table. ‘Ga

come also he turned out the inauguration here.’

“John where's Jeff?.” Ask Andrew.

“Have been on the way he said. After persuading Jihan to come here.” Reply John and the four people who are now near him only mangosteen – mangosteen. “Bareng the God same Michelle as well.”

“Lo yourself don't bring a partner, John?.”

**

Guests have arrived at Fania's cafe. The boyz and the girl band, has also been signed exclusively by Fania to be a regular entertainer at his cafe. The previous Fania band that made the name Fania had soared in the world per – cafean. Even Fania was offered to record by one of the producers first, so his hits were biduan. But Fania is not interested in becoming an artist.

For Fania, singing and music are her soul needs, not an obsession. The Boyz n girl band supported her at the time. So let's just say this is a tribute to Kak Rita the Manager and his upbringing band that is still solid today. Even Prita also sometimes join the performance with them.

“Nostalgila kitah.”

“Yoi.”

“Which is Fan?.” Ask Kak Rita who is married and is now pregnant with her second child.

“Tar guest star mah emergence.”

“Ya already there welcome first lo!.” Said Brother Rita. Fania nodded as the host had already invited her onto the stage.

“Come ah guys, all of you standby. We directly perform abis I bribe – cuap.”

“Centil ga cross – cross.” Chirp Sam.

“Abang Andrew likes it if I'm centil. Is that Donald my dear Duck?.”

“Patiently yes Mr. Andrew.”

Andrew chuckles.

*****

“Fan, instead of opening song lo want to perform the same as Prita?.” Ask Kiki after Fania bribe – cap.

“Iye ntar also nongol.” Sahut Fania's. “Hit it lah!.”

“OK!.” The band players have sung the melody of an American Catchy Pop Song genre song that is certainly known to the public chosen to open the night of the inauguration of Cafe Fania in Jakarta.

🎶Come a little closet 'cause you looking thirdy / I'ma make it better, sip it like a Slurpee🎶

Fania had already let out her voice, adjusting to a slightly coquettish song like her.

🎶Snow cone chilly / Get it free like Willy / In the jeans like Billie / You be poppin' like a wheelie🎶

There was one more voice connecting Fania's voice, but her figure did not appear on stage.

****

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