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Arriving at the Mutiara home page, Dzen parked his car according to Pearl's direction. Seen by the two, a bespectacled man, who was no longer young was sitting on a wooden chair, holding a book. The man looked astonished by the presence of a car that entered his yard.

"That's the father, mas." Mutiara said introducing her father to Dzen, before they got out of the car.

"Oh, yes Ra." replied Dzen nervously. Just this time he felt nervous when he was going to visit. Though there have been many girls who often he knew his parents, but only this time, his confidence suddenly disappeared.

"Let's go, get out." take Pearl.

"Oh yeah" replied Dzen directly unbuckling his seatbelt.

Mutiara and Dzen got out of the car and walked towards the terrace, where Mr. Mutiara was standing welcoming them.

"Mom. Mommy." Call Mr. Bowo, Mr. Pearl.

"Assalamualaikum sir." greet Pearl with his trademark smile, then bow, shake his father's hand solemnly.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Iki.." Mr. Bowo has not continued his words, he still does not believe what he saw.

"Tiara sir. Pearl of the Heart, son of the father." said Mutiara who understood the meaning of the father yes.

"MaashaaAllah, nduk... are you? It's really a ride in a car alus, father yo pangling will be." said Mr. Bowo patted the back of Pearl full of affection.

"Yes sir. Mr Healthy to? Sorry about sir. Tiara long time no go home." said Mutiara kissed his father's hand back.

"eeh. Tiara has arrived home." said Hindun, mother of Pearl who was scattered from inside, heard her husband's call.

"Mom's assalamualaikum." greetings Pearl who then kissed her mother's hand solemnly.

"Wa'alaikumsalam. Are you healthy?" ask bu Hindun.

"Alhamdulillah ma'am. Healthy parents all to?" ask Pearl with a smile.

"Yes, Alhamdulillah the father of healthy mothers nduk." replied Miss Hindun.

"Fuck..sopo?" asked Mr. Bowo to look at the young man in front of him.

"Know sir, this is Tiara temen, his name is Dzen mas" said Mutiara introduced.

"Sopo? Jen?" ask Mr. Bowo to spell the name back, worried wrongly.

"Ahmad Zainudin sir." replied Dzen spelling out his real name. Dzen understood, maybe Mr. Bowo difficult to spell the letter 'Z', so Dzen prefers to introduce his real name.

"What, Ahmad Jainudin? Your name is good, son, I call you Ahmad aja yo" said Mr. Bowo bid.

"Oh yes sir." replied Dzen.

"Easy" continued Mr. Bowo.

"Monggo nak Dzen, please come in. Yes, this is the village house, Tiara's house" said bu Hindun.

Dzen followed Pearl in with Hindun, while Mr. Bowo also walked in behind Dzen.

"Monggo nak Dzen, please sit down first" said Miss Hindun.

"Oh, yes ma'am. Thank you." replied Dzsn politely, then sat down in the velvet chair.

Mr. Bowo was also sitting in the velvet chair, opposite Dzen. Dzen just looked down, while Mr. Bowo looked to observe Dzen from head to toe.

"But Ahmad, where is he?" ask Mr. Bowo.

"Ehm, I'm a native of Jakarta sir. But I went to college and got a job in Semarang." answered Dzen politely kindly with a genuine smile.

"Wo, son Ahmad is already working to? You think, Ahmad's son is a friend of Tiara's college" said Mr. Bowo.

"Yes sir." replied Dzen.

"What's the job, son? If you may know." asked Mr. Bowo.

"I'm a doctor sir, I'm on duty in RSUD Semarang" replied Dzen.

"MaasyaaAllah, son of Ahmad this doctor to?" ask Mr. Bowo who still does not believe.

"Yes sir."

Then Pearl came to bring four glasses of warm tea and several jars containing snacks in one tray.

"Please dzen mas, drink it" said Mutiara presenting a glass of warm tea in front of Dzen.

Then Pearl placed a glass of warm tea in front of her father,

"Monggo sir, at the rally" said Pearl politely.

"Yes Nduk, maturnuwun." replied Mr. Bowo.

Then Mutiara sat in the velvet chair next to the table, taking part in the introductory chat between Dzen and his father.

"Drink first son, run out of long trips, must be thirsty. As if yes son." said Mr. Bowo, giving an example by taking a glass in front of him.

"Yes sir. Thank you." replied Dzen again while following the movements of Mr. Bowo, and sipped a little warm tea.

"Where? Good for son? It's a pearl-made drink. If it's less sweet or too sweet, say it, son." said Miss Hindun who just came out of the kitchen. While the Pearl heard his mother's words, her cheeks became blushing, out of embarrassment.

"Ehm. It's delicious" Dzen replied honestly while glancing at the Pearl who was looking down embarrassed.

"Mom, it turns out Ahmad's son is a doctor" said Mr. Bowo.

"Doctor? Aren't his college friends?" ask bu Hindun astonished.

"Not ma'am, Mas Dzen is a doctor who used to noolongin Tiara, Pas Tiara needs help nolongin mothers of victims of hit-and-run" Mutiara explained.

"Owalaah. Where are the dines, son?" ask bu Hindun.

"In RSUD Semarang bu" replied Dzen polite.

"If your family? In Jakarta too?" ask Mr. Bowo.

"It used to be, sir, but after my mom died, and my dad remarried, I've been to Jakarta a lot. My dad was with his new family, in Batam" Dzen said of his family.

"Well, so Dzen's son doesn't have a real mother?" ask bu Hindun.

"Yes ma'am." replied Dzen.

"Oya ma'am, sir. Mother and father have visited Paklik Gio yet? If not, this is Dzen plan to look at his father Ken, if the parents want to come along, later together Tiara sama mas Dzen aja bu, sir" said Mutiara.

"Oh, yes nduk, not yet. The plan is indeed if later you have come home, I want to take you to the hospital, but yes Alhamdulillah, if you can be together." said Miss Hindun.

"Didn't you want to kid?" ask Mr. Bowo.

"I'm just happy sir, my mother's father can come and visit his father Ken." replied Dzen.

" Dzen boy did not go back to Semarang to?" ask bu Hindun.

"If allowed, tomorrow it's mas Dzen there is an event in Kartasura bu, sir. If you allow it, Dzen mas wants to spend the night here first. Instead of renting an inn." said Mutiara.

"Wo, yes. Please son Ahmad. Father is happy. You can talk more about Ahmad. Yes later, the father did not mature the same Mr. RT, ask permission, for Ahmad to stay at our house" said Mr. Bowo.

As they talked, there was the sound of the Ashar Adhan reverberating.

"Sir Dzen praying?" ask Mr. Bowo.

"Sholat sir." replied Dzen.

"We pray to the mosque. It's not far from here" said Mr. Bowo standing up.

"Yes sir." replied Dzen while standing.

"Mas Dzen." call Pearl.

"Yes?"

"His body in the key? Tiara wants to grab things." said Mutiara.

"Oh, yeah. I open up to Ra." replied Dzen as he struck his car.

Pearl followed Dzen to the trunk of the car to pick up the Pearl luggage and souvenirs from Dzen he bought in Semarang.

"Mas Dzen get ready to go to the mosque aja mas, will be hunted left by father you know" said Mutiara when they were in the trunk of the car.

"Specifically this heavy cardboard, let me bring ya" said Dzen took a cardboard containing basic necessities.

"Oh, yes mas." replied Pearl.

After moving luggage from the trunk into the house, Dzen leaves for the mosque with Mr. Bowo, while Pearl goes to the kitchen, helping her mother prepare dinner for them.