
" My frianka.. emmm. I don't want to lie to Mika if it's hard then it should be..." Melan shook her head, staring sadly at Frianka.
" I don't intend to lie to Melan either." Frianka smiled and held Melan's hand warmly.
" Yes Ma, we can come back next year and make arrangements to meet." Darmawangsa patted his wife on the shoulder to make sure that it was not impossible.
" Be, really?" Melan is very moved because she is actually a very lonely woman with her glamorous life that is difficult to get a sincere friend. And today for the first time she saw Frianka who was so sincere in a relationship because of the innocence of their children.
" Yes, why not. I don't mind if I arrange our meeting next year if it's here or maybe in another destination. At most we need to adjust the time to meet when we can vacation together."
" Or can we visit each other's homes perhaps?" Branu Sanjaya.
" Hahaha same mind we're Branu sir. This is my phone number eee... Write where ya?" Branu Sanjaya hastily handed over the memo and pen provided by the hotel, Darmawangsa also wrote his phone number on the paper.
At that time the phone is not like now to save the phone number more often written on a piece of paper and sometimes forget to copy it to the mobile phone. That's also what experienced Branu who tends to insert his paper rather than copy it to his old phone.
Arriving at the end of the following year, the meeting was successfully carried out. The two families spent their holiday in Finland. And something amazing happened when they were going back to Indonesia...
“ Come
honey, we gotta get in, kid. Later miss the flight lo.” In front of the door
enter the small Reca Airport does not want to move from the entrance as if someone is waiting for him.
“ Ga want, ga want. Yeye wants to be here.”
“ Dear..” Now the turn of his Papa persuades.
“ We have to go in now klo ga we can not go home son. Dengerin papa yah?”
“ Huuu..(crying) Ga want to not pa Yeye still want here.” These two old men were very confused as to why his little daughter was acting so strangely. From the house, she kept holding the toy and refused to put it in the bag, even now her tiny fingers were holding tightly in front of her cute distended stomach.
“ How about pa?” My mom panicked.
“ We wait a minute there is still an hour kok.”
“ YEYEEEE...” There was a small ika voice shouting from across the airport entrance street, she was running over and looked like Reca was smiling happily.
“ MIKAAA...” Reca replied to the shout, her hands stretched a sign she could not wait to hug her friend.
“ Oh jeez Mika from earlier I have been impatient to ask the airport when our plane is still 3 hours away, it turns out to want to see Reca ya?” Melan could not hide her surprised face, so amazed because these two little children before her were like having some kind of inner contact or some kind of telepathy. How can they be sure they can meet this jam as if they have arranged the previous appointment accurately regarding the place and time.
Though Melan and Darmawangsa plan to face american fashion week because Melan is very fond of fashion so that they can not return to Indonesia with Frianka and her family, so their departure time is different. In addition Mika and Reca never call each other, every time with them just play all day with the innocence of a toddler.
“ It's for Yeye.” Mika thrust out a suprise egg the size of an adult's palm.
“ It's for Mika.” Reca also gives suprise egg with the same size but different colors and motifs so essentially they exchange toys.
“ Oh yes... be careful yes. Later after arriving in Indnesia I will tell ya so I can visit home.’
When their parents said goodbye to each other, the two stepped heavily, occasionally looking back while waving their hands. Keep their eyes on each other until the two are invisible.
“ MIKAAA.” Reca shouted and ran to hug Mika and put a sweet kiss on the cheek of the handsome little man. Mika's face looks so happy she returned the hug with longing.
“ YEYEEE.” Mika screams one last time and waves cute before Reca's face completely disappears from her sight
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Her pretty eyeballs moved slowly as a bunch of memories began to feel Reca playing back like looking at it directly from a screen. When the story of Aunt Melan was over, Reca felt a pain in her heart that she could not explain.
“ Hmmm...surprised?” melan put down the tea she had just shaved, then smiled gracefully and coldly.
“ To..” Reca just wanted to talk but Melan hurriedly cut.
“ Incredible coincidence, right? Hahahaha.” Laughing like a funny thing.
Reca could see the great sadness hidden in her face, as well as understand why Mama Mika was so cold to her son that it created such a huge chasm between them. Melan has long been devastated but to protect Mika he is very heartless to look strong, and strengthens himself to raise a child without a father. Melan herself is not fine, but if she is destroyed then MIka will be even more destroyed.
“ Aunt all right?” Reca knew that feeling, sedh but did not have time to grieve. Angry but do not have enough ability to release his anger, although he does not know for sure what has hurt aunt Melan so much.
“ Does aunt look not okay Reca?”
“ Looks very good aunt.” Melan smiled with satisfaction.
“ But for those who have the same helplessness as me, aunt looks to struggle hard to hide the true feelings of aunt.”
“ Boys and girls are different?” melan feels Reca is too sensitive with her emotional analysis.
“ Mika has never been used to aunty despite being over twenty years old. But you knew right away only in our second meeting.”
“ Is that the only story that aunt has? Then what does it have to do with all the puzzles..”.
“ Oh have you found the puzzle? As expected means.”
“ As expected?” Reca seemed to have just felt lied to hearing Melan's words just now. Does the meaning of hope mean he knows about this puzzle? Did he make it? Then what does he have to do, those twenty-year memories with his papa's death eight years ago?
“ Yes according to your father's expectations Reca, he is so sure you are not smarter than Mika Insa to solve the puzzle someday. It turns out that your alleged papa is not wrong.”
“ Expected papa?” Talk itself.
“ Iyaaahh ironic isn't it? Your first meeting at the time of toddler is indeed an accident. But your meeting in adulthood is no coincidence.”
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