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Episode 55's. Brother Se-ibu

KREEK....!!

The door creaking open sounded. Along with that, Arumi's eyes were perfectly rounded. He was stunned to fill the room. Then Arumi's feet slowly stepped into the room. Almost cried he made it. The painting hanging on each wall, he was very familiar. From the style and manner of withdrawal of each stroke, he knew very well who the maker was. Even so, Arumi still asked him to convince his cheering heart.

"Is this all my mother's paintings...?"

"Yes. These are all paintings of our mother. Yuki Hirata's..."

Arumi's heart was beating violently. His surprise along with his surprise. And his eyes instantly turned on that narrow-eyed figure. His attention was immediately drawn to the word he had just heard.

"Our mother...?!"

Ryu smiled. He realized that it would not be easy to convince Arumi at that time. Ryu's hand reached into the pocket behind his black jacket. Ryu thrusts a brown envelope at Arumi.

Slightly hesitant, Arumi received the brown envelope. Arumi looked into the envelope. There are some photos in it. Arumi immediately dodged it. Arumi was stunned again. Arumi repeatedly rubbed her eyes as if she could not believe her own vision.

"That's my mother who is also your mother, Yuki Hirata. It is true that he is Japanese. The man next to him is Edward, an Indonesian businessman who married his mother and settled in Japan. Papa is the first husband of Mama Yuki Hirata. The boy who was in papa's lap, it was me..."

Arumi was endlessly staring at the face in the photo. His heart grew rippling and in a moment it would turn into a storm. Sitting languid Arumi on the light blue patterned ash floor. His eyes were now wet with tears. Even so, Arumi really did not understand why he was crying. Is it because you're happy to have found your mother? Or happy because he just found a solution to his show.

Arumi kept sobbing. He said he broke down at the end of his tongue.

"I know, maybe this is too sudden. But it's important to me and my dad. I was looking for my mom for almost two years. And it was only two weeks ago that I found a bright spot when I saw the information and the digital invitation about your performance..."

"I...I'm..." Arumi is really a fool.

Everything happens outside of his predictions and expectations.

"If our mother were the same. Why did you marry my father? Did something happen?"

"My father made a fatal mistake until my mother chose to separate from my father. And I who had gone with my mother, finally managed to reach papa under her care. For years I have been waiting for my mother's return. And it becomes impossible..."

Ryu sighed deeply. Her eyes glazed over as word for word slid off her thin lips.

"As papa's journey finds his consciousness. And papa feels guilty for his treatment of mama. He regretted. Two years ago my father and I got the news that my mother lived in Indonesia and was married to a businessman, Permana. But unfortunately we are late. Mama is gone. Papa's arrival to Indonesia is only one goal, namely getting sorry from his mother, Yuki Hirata"

Arumi shrunk her tears. He looked at Ryu.

"Where is your papa now?" arumi asked with a trembling voice.

"Are you willing to meet him? I'm happy if you'd like. Maybe by looking at you, papa's sense of kangen and guilt is slightly reduced. Moreover you are very similar to mama..."

Arumi nodded. His heart was curious. Not just one but ten might be more questions that were swirling his heart at this moment. Therefore when Ryu again pulled his hand, Arumi followed.

Arumi was again faced with a large door with beautiful carvings.

KREEK....!

The door is open. The second step was so slow and barely audible. A thin man was sitting facing the window. From the reflection of his face on the windowpanes, it was clear he was a fairly handsome native.

"Pa.." call Ryu.

The man also turned his gaze. And when faced, the attention of the man was immediately focused on Arumi who stood not far from Ryu.

"Yuki.." he muttered softly.

His voice trembled as he mentioned the name of the woman he had been looking for all this time. His eyes continued to stare at Arumi tearfully.

"Pa, it's Arumi. She is my only daughter with her second husband, Permana" Ryu explained to Edward.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat...Om" said Arumi awkwardly.

Even so, Arumi still tried as calmly as possible. Especially when the man pulled her into his arms.

Arumi's heart seemed to be chasing when it got such treatment. Although not reciprocating, but Arumi let the man hold it while expressing all his sadness. It did not feel Arumi also sobbed at that time as if he felt the pain and regret of the man.

Suddenly there was a strange sigh that Arumi felt when Edward's hand dropped by at the top of his head. A dream he had never felt before. A different kind of murmur because it is so soothing and feels happy.

Arumi smilingly looked at the man who had been staring and smiling at him.

"Arumi Hirata." said Edward.

"Do you believe now...?" said Ryu.

"Believe maybe, sure not. I want to ask Dad directly. Maybe I know..."

"Ask me." said Edward with a slightly mysterious smile.

"Pa, can we lend Arumi a mama painting?"

"Please...But please take good care. That's all that's left of Yuki" Edward said with his eyes fixed on Arumi.

"Thank you, Om..."

"Stop calling me that. Call me papa just like Ryu"

"But..."

"Not wearing but. We are brothers, Arumi." said Ryu.

Arumi remained silent. But soon Arumi's smile came out of the corner of her lips.

"Alright." said Arumi, ending his silence.

"Come to the children, Papa." said Edward, developing both hands, hoping that Ryu and Arumi would welcome him immediately.

And sure enough without further warning, Ryu even Arumi immediately approached Edward and hugged him back. Arumi. It becomes a gamelan, why is it capable of doing such a thing.

"Arumis...The arumi!! Where'd you...!"

"Sorry, Sir. Master can't happen like this"

Hearing the commotion, the three unraveled the decapitation. And Ryu went straight outside the room.

Sayup-sayup heard the sound of a fist with the sound of a shout that is very well known Arumi.

BUK...!

BUK....!

THE DUAK...!

"Where, Arumi? What are you doing?!"

"Support a little, sir. Arumi is fine." said Ryu amid the hard grip of Mirza's hand on her neck.

"I'll be polite if you're polite. You brought Arumi at will." snapped Mirza.

"Sister Mirza...! What's brother doing here?" arumi said in a loud voice.

"I...I'm...."