Best Seller Man's
THUNDERS

..."CAVE SKILLS ARE GOD-LEVEL"...

"Welcome to Jakarta international airport Soekarno – Hatta in Tangerang, Banten"

A man just came out after checking his boarding pass,

"Haaaah, Welcome to Indonesia" he said. The airport was still the same, still the same when the last time he groped a suitcase to leave Indonesia. And now he's back to his suitcase to go home.

He really misses his birthplace.

The man walked while pushing his luggage out of terminal three, from top to bottom it is very visible that men today are born from very well-to-do families. The branded clothes he wore were enough to make commoners scream so intensely unable to buy.

The adult man began to sweep his eyes looking for signage in his name, the number of people passing by was enough to make the man a little trouble. Until he found the nameplate "MAS AGA" which is quite large in the hold by middle-aged men who he is very familiar with. The corner of his lips was pulled upwards when he found a middle-aged man who seemed to be waiting for his arrival. Then the man walked towards the middle-aged man who did not seem to see his whereabouts.

"Sir didi?" He asked with a smile, then without hesitation hugging the middle-aged man he had just called out made the middle-aged man a little shocked.

"Mas aga has been a long time ago mas" said Mr. Didi who picked him up while taking over the man's luggage.

Rayga Guntur Bagaskar, an adult male who has a handsome faras capable like a model. He's the Bagaskar family's youngest son. Bagaskar group itself is a company that has a core business in the field of property, already many residences established by the company include five-star hotels, villas, malls, hospitals and apartments.

Arriving in the car Thunder immediately fell asleep due to jet lag, a trip that takes about twenty-four hours from America to Indonesia is very draining energy. Although in the transit place - Amsterdam - he can take a little break.

But due to the vibration of the phone he was re-awakened when he saw his cellphone screen now displays a call with the Czech name as the pengannggil.

[Calling]

Czech.

"Have you arrived?" Ask the man across.

"Yes" replied the Thunder.

"Jaudah rest, sister just came home from work" replied the man across the street.

"Take care of your health" replied Guntur ending his call.

"Any jam sir?" Ask Thunder while occasionally looking ahead to him.

"Regular mas, sleep again aja mas Aga" said Mr. Didi. Thunder nodded, the vehicle in front of him was extremely dense.

Tau kaya gini mending he set out day only from New York to reach Indonesia night. He deliberately set off in the afternoon from the airport - New Jersey - to get to Indonesia in the morning to avoid traffic jams, but it turns out he was wrong. apparently want morning or night seems jakarta jammed.

"Who was that at home, sir?" Ask Thunder. The man's gaze was directed at the fountain pen he was holding. Blue pen with beautiful size on each side.

"Kosong mas, mother just left the same master yesterday afternoon" replied Mr. Didi occasionally he pressed the car horn, so that the car in front of him road.

"Where?" Ask Thunder. Putting the pen in his jacket pocket.

"Singapore mas" replied Mr. Didi.

"May they settle in Singapore, and never return" Guntur said as he occasionally looked beside her.

"Oh my goodness, don't be so" replied Mr. Didi smiling while shaking his head.

"Much more comfortable sir, no-one

ngueengngngngg

Brucks, brucks,

Duk, man,

" ASTAGFIRULLOH" Shouted sir Didi spontaneously while bending his head out. Seen a high school boy using a duck motorcycle suddenly nudged the rearview mirror of their car.

"OALAH, BOCA GENGENDENG" Shouted sir Didi annoyed, BOCA,

" CHILDREN NOW, CAR AGAIN ANTENG KO NUDGED" he added by grumbling while Thunder from earlier could only smile. Didi sir's speaking log has never changed.

"Gga papa sir, immediately repaired or later fit until" said Guntur menybarkan Pak Didi.

"Mas Aga, look at the child now.there is no fear of chasing with the police" said Mr. Didi while pointing at two different types of motorcycles not far in front of them. The thunder just nodded.

"This long traffic jam mas" he added again.

"Gga papa sir, just relax don't rush" replied Guntur. His gaze fell on the man who had just stepped out of a taxi. It seems that rather than jamming the men prefer to walk.

"Yes mas, sorry to mas, mas Aga came home even rich gini" said Mr. Didi who felt bad. Because since his departure to New York only now he returned to Indonesia, after so long he settled there.

"Gga papa sir, just relax ya sir. I was also a little sleepy wake me up when I arrived sir" Thunder said as he closed his eyes.

Not felt a fairly alot trip due to congestion early in the morning until.

"Mas Aga has arrived" said Pak Didi wiggling softly Thunder's shoulders.

"Oh, yes sir thank you" replied Thunder while stretching his muscles. Achy.

"Mas Aga, I save the suitcase to the room ya mas" said Pak Didi who was immediately embraced by Thunder.

Before stepping into the house, Guntur took the time to see the rearview mirror that had been nudged by a high school boy on the road when it was stuck.

"That's all" Thunder muttered while flailing.

Then he swept his eyes around his yard.

"Not changed" he thought. Passing into the house.

"Alhamdulillah mas Aga has arrived safely" said bi Marni who just came out of the kitchen it seems that the Bagaskar family assistant was finished preparing food to welcome the Bagaskar family's youngest child. Thunders.

"Yes bi cape really, I went up first ya bi" replied Guntur, hugging bi Marni. Housekeeper Bagaskar's family.

"Would you like to eat some aga?" Ask bi Marni.

"Ngga bi, just later" replied Guntur. Which is owned by bi Marni.

The man stepped towards his room on the second floor, as the sense of cape that controlled him quickly closed in. As the dead Thunder fell asleep for eight more hours. Until the sound of the phone vibrate stored on the nightstand wake him up.

[Calling]

Czech.

"Will it be home?" Ask the Czechs over there.

"Hm" replied the half-conscious Thunder.

"Hm" replied the Thunder.

His eyes blinked, then frowning the ceiling of his room was very foreign. He forgot that he was in Indonesia. He was silent for a long while then got up stepping into the bathroom while occasionally yawning. After a few minutes Thunder came out with a fresher look took the phone and left his room.

Now the man who is often called aga is standing in front of the door of the brother's room which is located next to his room. His hand was airing over the door knob of his brother's room, after convincing him Thunder pressed the door knob and began to enter his brother's room. Nothing has changed, what distinguishes only the atmosphere in the room. What was noisy because of the activities of the brother who likes music is now silent without life in it.

The shadows of himself and his brother also became an illusion just in front of him, he who likes to treat the brother, the, he who likes to damage the guitar owned by his brother and himself who always whine misses his brother when his brother did not come home due to their father.

Now they are both separated, he who chose to go and settle in New York as well as the brother who chose to live in Vienna with his wife without carrying the name Bagaskar at the end of his name.

"Sorry cave is just a selfish man" he murmured. His gaze fell on the photo of himself and his brother displayed nicely on the wall of the room. There in the photo it looks both very happy without knowing if the photo is the last photo the two met.

Geck.. Geck..

The sound of the door being knocked on was enough to resuscitate the Thunder from the long daydreams of the past.

"Mas Aga inside, mas dine first mas aunty already ready" said bi Marni, a maid in the house of the Bagaskar family.

"Yes, I'll go down" he said as he moved towards the door.

Before actually leaving Thunder turned back around as if recording back an old memory with the older brother in his mind.

"Gua hopes you're always happy" he said in the middle of his breath. Because he did not know how his brother's condition in Vienna, which he knew his brother always said he was okay, even by phone. Yes, they only communicate by phone without face to face at all.

Thunder returned down the stairs, his feet lightly stepped towards the kitchen, there was bi Marni who was arranging food for him.

"Mas Aga let's eat first" said bi Marni while pulling the dining chair for Thunder.

"Iya bi, bi call in her Didi sir bi" said Guntur, who was immediately embraced by bi Marni. The maid was without ba bi bu immediately went to look for Mr. Didi, the driver of the Bagaskar family.

After a few minutes bi Marni returned with Pak Didi.

"Let's sit here sir" Thunder said as he pulled the dining chair next to him.

"Here bi, aunty also sits" added Guntur while moving to pull the dining chair.

"But mas" said bi Marni sama pak Didi together.

"Cie together, I'm so lonely eating alone this whole thing is too much if just for yourself" replied Guntur kindly.

Guntur, already considers bi Marni and Pak Didi as his own parents. Because Thunder had only lived with Didi and bi Marni. Because both his parents are very busy especially his father, Thunder can only meet with his father once a month.

"Thank you so much for mas" said Mr. Didi

"Yes, sir, let's eat delicious chips and food made by your aunt" said Guntur while bribing to put a spoonful of rice into his mouth.

"But the Aga-"

"Udah bi ayo, here also no papa sama mamah kan bi" Sela Guntur. Finally, bi Marni joined the meal with him. Thunder smiles his family feels complete, even though both his original parents are where and what they are now.

"Where's New York City to mas?" Didi asked breaking the silence.

"Hus must not talk, again eat, not polite" said bi Marni while hitting the hand of Didi's pack with a barrel of rice.

"Ngga papa bi, let's not be lonely. New York it's in the United States sir" Thunder replied as he grabbed his drinking glass.

"If the United States tea where mas" asked bi Marni curious. After filling the plate with rice.

"On the map there" replied Mr. Didi. Thunder can only glare. On maps? Her thought.

"The United States is a bi country, as rich as Indonesia gini, continues in it there are cities. One of them is New York. " Obviously Thunder.

"Oh, that's where rame must be yo mas" asked Mr. Didi. While bi Marni just can listen while putting rice in her mouth.

"Rame sir. During the day until night did not stop the crowd, just like Jakarta. Many" replied Thunder patiently. Even the man did not so much so spoon his rice, choosing to answer first the question from Mr. Didi.

"It must be a little familiar, statue of liberty" added Thunder. While holding up his spoon. Like a statue of liberty holding a torch.

"Oh yes mas often shunts aunt on TV" replied bi Marni. Nodding but still feeling confused. Because it is not so know with the statue that the son of his master meant it.

"Well there is a bi, the statue of liberty can be said to be a welcome statue for immigrants and visitors, the statue is also one of the icons of American pride. later I take bi Marni with Mr. Didi there sometime" replied Guntur while lowering his spoon. Meanwhile, from earlier, Mr. Didi and bi Marni listened carefully to the speech given by Thunder. Although a little bit not understand.

"Wah very far dong mas Aga" said bi Marni.

"Indeed the journey can take a long time, depending on the aircraft we take. earlier I departed the afternoon from New Jersey transit in Amsterdam well later from Amsterdam to indo" added Guntur.

"Well so to mas, long yo mas trip" replied Mr. Didi while putting crackers into his mouth.

"Yes sir his body must be strong preparation must be really mateng, but sometimes jet lag disease still follow even though it has been prepared" replied Thunder with a smile.

"oh is it to mas, if the Czech mas same mas there as well?" Ask Mr. Didi again, while bi Marni can only listen.

"No sir, if that brother's in Vienna. Vienna is in Europe, the city of Vienna is famous for the city of music so that the Czech brother is more likely to settle there" replied Guntur shortly after putting rice into his mouth.

"Dizziness my head mas, a lot to mas" said Mr. Didi. The thunder from earlier only smiled kindly. At least there is a substitute for questions from both parents even though it is just the target of the two assistants. Thunder is happy.

Not feeling their meal was finished with interspersed from questions Pak Didi and bi Marni about New York, Vienna and also the news of her brother. Czech.

"What is Didi's father doing?" Tanya Guntur who saw Mr. Didi was wiping the rearview mirror of the car.

"This is mas Aga, because the high school boy had his rearview mirror so this is to mas" Appoint Mr. Didi on the rearview mirror that is now changing direction. Turn around so facing the car door.

"That's staying in the turnaround sir" replied Guntur while turning the rearview of his car. Until right.

"Destroyed later mas Aga, this is also nih mas loi" Appoint sir Didi again this time on a long scratch just below the rearview of the car.

"Because the handlebar of the motor this time pack, brought to the workshop is also good again" replied Guntur again while rubbing the rough scratches on the car.

"My anther brother to the public funeral huh" said Guntur.

"Ready mas Aga mari" replied Mr. Didi.

They went to the public cemetery, in the middle of the road Thunder took the time to buy flowers to be stored there. About two and a half hours later they arrived at the funeral.

"Hai Ra" said Thunder. His sight fell on a tombstone by the name of Kiara Dewita.

"Have not been here for a long time, how many years has it been?" Ask who.

"Oh yes, sorry the cave alone. Gua doesn't even know about himself" said Guntur.

"May you be happy in nature there ra" Final Thunder while keeping his flowers beside the other flowers.