When That Sense Is Present

18. Wedding present

Alif finished with his campus hours directly to the Antyka campus. A little news about her marriage has spread. Like this morning when he was in the lecturer's room. It is with great pleasure that fellow lecturers congratulate.

Alif has no doubt to enter the faculty of economics, to pick up Antyka. Earlier this morning while leaving for college together, Antyka asked Alif to meet prof Damar at his restaurant.

Antyka's step stopped when she saw the figure of the husband sitting on the bench of the canteen. His sturdy body looks so different from the man who was there. Antyka also saw some female students who tried to attract the attention of her husband who looked indifferent.

Antyka smiled as her husband was so annoyed with the students who were recklessly teasing her. Alif's face immediately turned cold. Antyka ran small to get there faster.

"Sir Alif, it's been a while?" Antyka pura asked

"Hmmm" while grabbing Antyka's hand and standing up from her seat." Where was it ?"

"Go to Dad's restaurant alone, Anty wants to eat warm oxtail soup" Antyka's eyes blinked at the taste of soup that he had not eaten for a long time.

" Hungry...?" still holding Antyka's arm

"Yes" Then their steps stopped in front of Alif's black car "Pak Alif later returned to the apartment ya"

"Yes"

That day was pretty bright. Maybe even sting. Even though the sun is starting to lean west. Along the way Alif noticed Antyka imitating the singer's voice from the car tape. Sometimes his expression is funny, especially when singing western songs.

"Sir Alif smiles at his own smile?" antyka asked as she looked at Alif.

"Why stop singing?"

" Yeah, Anty's voice is fake if you sing again. Mama said so too"

"Who said fake. It's not fake but funny voice "

"Just the same, fake and funny voice. They're Adek's sisters"

" But I like it"

"No need to praise if it's just a lie" Antyka stuck her arms around her chest.

Antyka's phone rang, then Antyka immediately received a phone call. There was the name of Amalia's mother on her phone screen

"Yes, Bun"

"Want to go back to your house?"

" I don't think so, Bun. We go straight to the Apartment, Antyka there is a lecture assignment, sorry bun "

"Oh yes, the heart is already"

Antyka hung up her phone.

" From mom ?" alif asked as his gaze straightened to the road.

"Yes"

Antyka and Alif arrived at the restaurant. Antyka went straight in and asked for the menu she missed so much. His behavior was still like a child, even he left Alif who was still parking his car.

Alif asked the restaurant employee where his wife was. Then the employee escorted Alif in a special room belonging to prof Damar.

" Where is Anty, are you alone ?. He said he wanted to be with Alif"

" Same with Alif, yeah. Tuh his man "pointed Antyka after Alif appeared to open the door

" How's Lif doing?"

" Well, Dad's healthy?"

"Thank God, healthy. Sit down, your mama's coming soon" Prof Damar gave his hand as Alif wanted to crucify.

The waiter came with an Antyka request menu order and placed it on the table. Antyka's mupeng face looks funny

"Sir Alif we eat first, Cobain Antyka's favorite menu here"

"Yes, you guys just eat first, I'm going downstairs. Looks like mom's here"

"So you guys are going to have a wedding reception? Mama agrees, but maybe you can't help your preparations much. You know for yourself, Dad is still in recovery" asked Mama Ajeng when Alif and Antyka had finished eating

" Yes ma, all business has been handled by the WO. We, too, are not much involved. We ask for the blessing of Father and Mother"

"Of course, our prayers are always with you. So when is the recipe?"

"Next week ma. It is located in the ballroom of Pradipta hotel. Is there a certain person you want to invite?"

"Campus people must have invited you, right, Lif? Mostly just our close relatives and some of Dad's acquaintances. Not much" said prof Damar

" It's well, Tomorrow Alif sent for an invitation to relatives and acquaintances of Dad"

"Oh yeah, Dad and mom have a gift for you" Prof Damar handed me a fairly large and thick brown envelope.

" What is it ?"

"Just open it"

Enthusiastic, they opened it. The certificate of home is also a photo of a tiny house that is aesthetic.

"Home" said Antyka and Alif

"Yes, the resting house, is on the top. I know, Alif must have many villas where. But please accept, it's a sign of our love for you. We built the house for Antyka who loved flowers. You guys just look at it for yourself. I hope you guys will occupy it once in a while"

"Definitely well, after the reception I will take Antyka there for a vacation"

"Well, Anty's still in college"

" I'm sorry Antyka, after you got married. Daddy's getting greedy, Dad wants to have a grandson soon"Prof Damar chuckled

Alif clasped Antyka's hand tightly. It's not just prof Damar who wants to have a grandson. Alif also wants to immediately start the process of making grandchildren that have not been implemented until now.

" Dear, even if you're pregnant, you can still go to college. If it is heavy you can take a vacation first. After our son is born you can still continue. Let me take care of the baby" said Alif firmly

Prof Damar and mama Ajeng nodded their heads. They agreed with Alif's words. Only Antyka was still pouting

" How's Anty, want to have a baby? we don't have to postpone it anymore." Alif was pressing back

When tense like that, prof Damar's cell phone rang.

" Yes, I'm Prof Damar. Who are you ?" silent "Mister Hendro wants to meet? oh can , please just come to my restaurant. I sent her location. Well I wait "

" Mister Hendro who's yah ?"ask mama Ajeng

" Mister Hendro of SIENA CORP "

" Do you know ?"

" Not really. He said he wanted to make a donation to his father's foundation "

" Oh ..."

Antyka and Alif waved their hands as they bid farewell home. Then Alif's black car drove into the streets in a sunny afternoon. The road was pretty smooth and Alif was carrying his car quite fast. Some of the vehicles in front of him were overtaken.

***

Mr. Hendro accompanied by his assistant Ardy sat opposite prof Damar.

"My Damar Prof Hendro, Nice to meet you" Mr. Hendro reached out his hand

"I'm Damar"

" Maybe prof Damar was surprised by my arrival. It's all about my son Ibra"

" Ibra..., are you sure?"prof Damar scrunched his forehead

"I'm sorry if I was rude. Decades ago we suffered an accident. Cause our son's missing" We've been combing the crash site but we didn't find him. This is a picture of our son "Mr Hendro presenting a picture of a child.

Prof Damar remembered very well that was the little Ibra he found on the road when he came home from his first official trip.

" This is very similar to Ibra time kecl"

"And this is our memorable album prof, from Ibra baby to lost"

Prof Damar meticulously observes Ibra's photographic images carefully .

" I reported to the nearest police station. If anyone is looking for a child with the traits I mentioned. I waited long enough. But no one ever called me back" asserted prof Damar.

" We're looking for a way prof. But we lost track of our son. Everyone thought our son was dead. We are often fooled by people who use us. Confessing to be our lost son. When I was almost desperate, I met Ibra in the hospital a few weeks ago. My heart was very sure when I saw it. Ibra's eyes are very similar to my wife's. Sorry, I have investigated and have also done DNA tests and the results match" Mr. Hendro has glass.

"It's that far?"

"Yes, thank you for taking good care of my son prof. He became a very smart and intelligent man. Until I can't repay prof Damar's kindness"

" God intended us to meet. From a young age, he was very smart and hardworking"

"really..? oh yes his real name is Zigra"

" Oh ..in the past when I asked her her name, she called out pity with a less clear tongue. That's why I named Ibra"

"I beg you, prof Damar would like to accompany me, to inform Ibra of this fact. May Ibra not feel in vain"

"Of course Mr. Hendro, I'm happy for Ibra. It turns out he still has a family. I'll ask Ibra to come home and tell her this good news"

" Prof Damar, can you tell me a little bit of a favorite or a pretty memorable thing about Ibra?"

"Ibra's a quiet kid, he's most happy to read books. But he will be very protective of the people he loves. She is very fond of sweet food, her appetite is almost similar to my daughter, Antyka"

Prof Damar tells about the habit of Ibra since childhood. Mr. Hendro's tears finally spilled. Feelings of guilt and helplessness. Just a thank you.

When Mr. Hendro wanted to make a donation to the foundation. Prof Damar refused. He is still able to finance and there are regular donors there.

"I'm so tired Anty, this whole day" Alif said as he sat on the sofa, entering his apartment.

"Sir Alif wants to make coffee?"Antyka.

" Ehmm .., may" Alif's hand grabbed the remote turn on the living room AC

Antyka walks into the kitchen making a cup of black coffee. The smell of coffee immediately smelled, as soon as Antyka brewed it with boiling water.

"Here's the coffee" Antyka put a cup of coffee on the table. There is no word from Alif.

Antyka turned her head and noticed Alif's face, her eyes were tightly closed and also the sound of regular breathing. Alif was asleep.

Then Anty followed Alif sitting down and leaning on the sofa. Closing his eyes, driving away the fatigue. Antyka drifting in a dream

Antyka opened her eyes, she woke up to the sound of breathing and heat so close to her face. He was surprised to find Alif's handsome face was not spaced on it exactly.

" Pak Aliiiiiif" involuntarily screamed, but it was only a few seconds, after which Antika's lips clenched. The wet sweep had already puffed up Antyka's screams.