
Gandhi pulled Chaca's arm without saying anything. Both of them ran with all their might. Chaca was stunned because she offset her husband's steps.
"Darling, what's wrong?" peekik Chaca was surprised.
Gandhi did not answer anything. He continued to hold Chaca's arm up to the parking lot. Gandhi opens the car door and asks Chaca to board. Chaca was confused, but she complied.
The man immediately sat behind the wheel and drove off the car immediately. Gandhi was very focused, his gaze straight ahead, his forehead wrinkled as if something was very serious.
Chaca let out a long sigh, she patiently waited for the husband's explanation. Even though in his heart he was scared.
"Darling, whatever you'll see later please strengthen yourself." Gandhi's words made him even more upset. Chaca can't answer anything. His heart is beating so fast.
Minutes later, Gandhi stopped his car in front of a two-story mansion. Both got out of the car. Chaca was glued to the heart that was about to explode when she saw a yellow flag attached to the gate of the house.
Gandhi approached her, looking at Chaca with sorrowful eyes. He links his fingers with Chaca.
"Whose house is this?" chaca asked with a trembling voice.
"Let's go in, remember you have to be strong whatever you see or hear" Gandhi said.
Both of them stepped in, there were already many mourners who came to the house. Weeping was heard in the middle of the family. Chaca's eyes catch her former boss who looks frustrated.
"What's? Who died?" chaca squeezed her husband's hand.
Gandhi led him in, joining his relatives in grief. He also felt a deep sadness.
"Sir" call Gandhi to sit in front of Handoyo.
The man's cry broke even more, he hugged Gandhi tightly. "Friska, he crashed his plane on his flight this morning. His body could not be found yet" Handoyo said shaking with tears continuing to flood his face.
Chaca rounded her eyes and mouth. The one he's thinking about right now, Reyhan. Gandhi rubbed the back of the man who kept shaking.
"Prophey yes, sir. Is Reyhan coming with her?" ask Gandhi slowly.
Handoyo let go of his embrace, shook his head and gave Ghandi a letter. I do not know when the letter was written, but before leaving for the airport Friska advised that the letter be delivered to Gandhi and Chaca.
"That's why I asked you to come here. Looks like this is Friska's last message to you two. I don't know what it is" Handoyo said, wiping away her tears.
Gandhi receives the letter, hastily opens it with Chaca. Every word they spoke slowly.
Chaca began to cry, her head around looking for the boy. Gandhi handed the letter to Handoyo.
"Where's Reyhan, sir?" ask Gandhi slowly.
"He's in the back garden with Aunt" he said slowly.
"We got permission to see him" Gandhi said to Han while reading a letter from Friska.
The two then stepped in search of Reyhan's whereabouts. He was playing with his nanny. Perhaps the little boy did not understand what had happened to his mother.
Chaca's body trembled, with all her might holding back the cries from falling. Gandhi rubbed his shoulders slowly, winking to try to calm him down for the sake of a child who had lost his mother.
The steps of the two swallowed as their distance got closer. Reyhan who saw their arrival ran to embrace Gandhi.
"Papa" he cried with a happy laugh. Gandhi's eyes began to turn red. He greeted Reyhan with a warm embrace.
'What shall I explain to the boy? How do I deliver it?' gandhi's mind rubbed his head gently.
Chaca also squatted equal to Reyhan's height. "Rey, would you like to stay with Papa Gandhi as a aunt too?" tanya Chaca rubbed the top of Reyhan's head.
"You want! But ... later if Mama comes home to find Reyhan. Mama said, not long gone," said the boy innocently.
Gandhi and Chaca stared at each other. They took a deep breath and breathed heavily.
"Honey, Mama pesen said Reyhan came with Papa Gandhi first. If you go home, you will be picked up. Opa can't take care of Reyhan himself" Gandhi said.
Reyhan nodded excitedly. He asked the nanny to prepare for his needs.
Chaca sobbed after Reyhan's departure to the room. Gandhi hugged her tightly, continued to calm her down and said not to grieve in front of Reyhan. Chaca wiped her tears with Gandhi's shirt, she hugged her husband very tightly.
After preparing, they exited through the back door of the house. Then walk through the courtyard of the house. Gandhi continued to joke with her. Chaca walks beside her carrying Reyhan's bag.
"Kok Opa's house a lot of people, Pa?" tanya Reyhan saw many people under the tent.
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