GRINNED
CHAPTER 92: Where is Fadly

"Grandfa, today I have a new friend..."His finger pointed at Arsyi who had just walked out of the room. With eyes that are still red, not yet consciously right, still a little sleepy.

"Take it here, dong."

Anya looked at her grandfather for a moment happily. Then come down from the lap. He walked over to Arsyi, who was confused.

"Well, is there a party?"

"Yes, ammah and aunty want fiancee." Anya replied while holding Arsyi's hand, taking her to her grandfather's place.

"What's his name?"

"Arshi, Grandfa..."

Zaidan and Sharif smiled at their sons. Just got acquainted but already looks very familiar.

"How, Rif" said Zaidan. Syarif just smiled looking at his teeth neatly lined up.

"Still children. Let them decide for themselves that it is time."

"There-there was this father. Don't know my dech with dad's thoughts." Dinda interrupted glancing sharply.

"It's okay too, Bun."

It's a tired carry, or a 'bumil' carry yes ....

Zaidan could only look at his wife with a slight hesitation. Because Dinda spoke, but averted her eyes. Not looking at him. Coupled with a pouting face. It's perfect to be upset. Makes Zaidan a little nervous.

Patience ....

"You don't want to change clothes first. Later the hunt for guests comes you know" said Dinda while looking at her daughter with a friendly.

Anya according to when her mother took her away from that place. Sholihah ....

"Daddy, I'm going first."

Kamal nodded his head staring at his son-in-law. Who looks a little bit tired facing Zaidan who likes to joke.

"Why is your wife, Zay?"

"I don't know, Dad. Maybe it's true, the plan's check tomorrow."

"meaning?"

"Just do it, Dad."

"Yes .. yes ... Great you are Zay."

Apparently, the Aris family group and the Fadly family have started to arrive. Zaidan got up from his seat, about to greet him. Left daddy Kamal with Sharif and also Arsyi, his son.

"Daddy, I'm going ahead. Welcomed them."

"Yes. Daddy will follow."

While Sharif and Mr. Kamal still look relaxed, talking.

"I'm sorry Mr Kamal, shouldn't the one who speaks on behalf of the host be you?"

Kamal looked at Sharif with a small smile.

"That's it. I leave that business to you. Who better understand the custom here. I don't really understand the language here. It even makes them will be tangent later."

"Thank you for your trust."

"Oh, let's go there. I also want to see my candidate."

"Come, Mr. Kamal."

Both of them headed to the front room to welcome the guests who had arrived. While Arsyi say goodbye to his father to meet Anya.

"Dad, I'm not coming. I want to be just like her."

He saw Anya who waved at him.

"Yes, okay. But it can't be naughty."

"Yes, Dad."

He approached Anya who had changed clothes. Then Anya whispered something to him so that both of them laughed

Especially when some of the hitchhiking starts to pass through both.

"Sister, I help ya ..." beg one of his father's employees.

"Next not strong?"

"We are strong."

Inevitably they passed his request as well. Give them a light delivery. Which led him to a room near the kitchen.

After all, they were taken to the room. Anya opened one by one delivery. And choose the cake he likes, share it with Arsyi. When they are full they leave.

Bi Asih just a head bobble. Watching her employer's daughter ruffling.

"Hi, Anya is again sought after by the mother" said Shaffa who happened to pass in front of the room. He got his nephew holding grapes and pears. To share with his friend.

"Not good satiety. Especially later Anya said she wanted to play the piano."

Anya was silent and slightly sulking.

"Yes .. yes.. now aunt wait in front. I can't take it anymore, you know"

"Good aunt Shaffa." Anya said

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Thank God almost all the guests have arrived. Including mama Veronika and her immediate family.

Likewise with the Aris family. Shortly thereafter, Hamdan's father and mother were present as well.

Almost all have been present, there is only one person who has not seen the trunk of his nose.

Who else if not Fadly.

Layla and Mayasa are out of the room accompanied by Haydi and Ana.

"Sister, here for a minute."

"What's up, May?" Layla approached her twin.

Mayasa stood up, tidying up the brooch that was in Layla's hijab.

Although Mayasa just knew hijab. But he's been more presentable in the veil. Likewise in wearing the decorations that she wants to combine with her hijab.

"Aunty I want to walk without a wheelchair."

"It's okay.?"

"No, Auntie."

"Tante is happy. But be careful,"

"Yes, Auntie."

"if you're tired you can wear it again."

"Yes, Auntie."

She walks over to Layla who walks first, accompanied by Haydi, her mother.

Arriving in the front room, Mayasa lowered her gaze, feeling the center of attention. Busy regulating his heartbeat. Not so much to look around.

Still looking down he sat down beside Ana. He greeted his guests kindly.

"Where's Fadly, May?" ask Ana curiously.

Only then did Mayasa dare to raise his face. Looking for the figure he was waiting for, among the guests.

After floating his gaze across the room, he realized that Fadly was not among them.

With a sad face, he looked at Hendiana.

"Nothing, Auntie?" worried answer.

Hendiana got up and looked at him with a smile.

"Don't worry. Where's mama?"

Mayasa pointed to a middle-aged pulmonary woman in a white abaya shirt with the same motif, hijab motif as her shirt.

"Calm down here. Aunty's gonna ask her mom."

By greeting every guest he passed by he approached Veronica. After whispering for a while, Veronica approached Mayasa. While Hendiyana stepped around looking for Zaidan and Aldo, among the male guests.

Not to forget Mayasa kissed Veronica's mama's hand when they were already facing each other. Veronica greeted him with a warm embrace.

"Mama, brother Fadly where .. why haven't you come yet?"

"Don't worry, he'll come." she replied. While patting Mayasa on the shoulder and letting the smile decorate her lips. Although his own heart was a bit anxious.

That answer did not make his heart become relieved. It seems so if you are nervous. His seat became unsettled. Stand up, and sit down again.

When he saw Hendiyana, Aldo and Zaidan came out. Mayasa got up and walked away from Veronica who was chatting with the guest beside her.

With a slow step even though no longer limped, Mayasa approached Hendiyana who was talking outside with his brother Zaidannya and also Aldo sir.

Her steps stopped when she heard her brother pick up the phone.

"followed?"

"Sir Aslam?"

"Thank God, okay. Wait for us to catch up."

"Lock!"

Zaidan hung up immediately. And hurried away with Aldo, leaving Miss Ana alone.

Mayasa quietly leaned against the wall. He had heard all though faintly. The instinct he had while in the black, violent world, could conclude that something had happened to Fadly, the one who was waiting for his present presence.