
The mother and son were busy preparing themselves before leaving, they had breakfast with potluck food first.
Tisya had also prepared her long headscarf, this time she also wore a long outfit. Usually he only wears a short dress or tock on his knees now Tisya appears to wear a plisket skirt in green toska and a white top of long sleeves, a long headscarf with only a necklace around her neck, she looked so beautiful with such an appearance.
Ms. Tania was also the same, she no longer wore the shabby clothes she used to wear in the meatballs shop, this time she wore a black dress under the knees, she said, still very beautiful even now Madam Tania has never been to the salon again. She is actually already beautiful even without make up.
"We're leaving now ma?" tisya asked, Madam Tania who was coming out of her room was so surprised by the appearance of her daughter.
"Darling ..., you're so beautiful, if your father saw her she would be so proud to have a daughter as beautiful as you!" said Madam Tania as she approached her daughter and kissed her daughter's forehead.
"Mama is also beautiful ..., Tisya's beauty must have declined from mama!" tisya said with a big smile.
"That eye belongs to your father dear ....!" said Madam Tania while covering both cheeks of Tisya with both hands.
"All right ma?"
"Yes ..., and those eyes are what made you fall in love with your father! His eyes and face are now on your sister's face, Frans! He's exactly like your father!"
When talking about the new brother he knew after a long time apart, Tisya again remembered the file given by Mr. Bactiar, his father.
How later? Nor did he want to do evil to his brother even though he did not really accept him as his brother, but he also did not have that much money to return him to the lord Bactiar.
"Tisya ...., Tisya ...., baby! You're not pa pa?" madam Tania asked while shaking her daughter's body when she saw her daughter who was silent.
"Hehhh ..., no pa pa ma, yes let's go later to the hot hunt!" tisya.
"Yes baby!"
They immediately left the modest house, walked down the alley and stopped at the end of the alley to wait for public transport.
"We're taking a taxi, baby!" said Ms. Tania.
"Don't ma ..., take the angkot ma!" tisya.
"Waw ..., what's with this mama's daughter now? Riding the angkot mama is not wrong?!" ask Madam Tania not to believe it.
"Yes ma ..., try to count deh, if we take a taxi we need a hundred thousand ma, if we ride angkot tika only out the money ten thousand!"
"Since when did this mama's son become a pinter of gini calculation?" ask Madame Tania while smiling.
"Tisya is really an adult now ma ....!"
"So this mama's daughter is a grown-up girl now!" mrs Tania said she was so proud of her daughter.
"Ma ..., that's the angkot!" tisya said when he saw the angkot that happened to pass in front of him, he waved his hand until the angkot stopped.
They immediately entered the angkot, angkot began to speed, after half an hour they finally arrived also in front of the public funeral complex.
"Left sir!" said Tisya, after several times riding the angkot finally Tisya can know how to stop the angkot when they have reached their destination.
Tisya immediately gave ten thousand dollars. Affordable enough for middle to lower people.
"Come on ...!" take Tisya to Ms. Tania.
"I don't know how much you can learn so fast!" mrs Tania said so proud of her daughter. He did not expect things that he had never done his daughter had quickly learned.
"Tisya used to waste too much time Tisya for things that are not important ma ..., so now maybe the time Tisya to take all the time Tisya wasted ma!"
"Amin ..., may you be your stronger daughter! Mama bought flowers first ...!" said Ms. Tania.
"Yes ma ...., Tisya wait there yeah!" tisya said while pointing at the entrance gate to the cemetery complex, he could not enter by himself because he did not know where his father ate.
After finishing buying flowers, Madam Tania came back to her daughter.
"Let's go baby ..., we're in!"
"Yes ma ....!"
Tisya also followed his mother's steps down the cemetery complex, they walked until almost at the end.
"That's your father's grave!" said Ms. Tania while pointing to two separate meals with other foods with the same headstone color.
"The only tomb of Lord Wijaya!"
"I mean dad's brother? Who also died with my father?"
"Yes Tisya!"
They sat between the two tombs, they faced the tomb with the name 'Bima Putra'.
"Mas Bima ..., I'm here to bring our daughter, mas! She is very beautiful mas, Bima mas used to crave the presence of a princess, her name is Tisya!" said Ms. Tania.
"Hi dad ..., this is Tisya! Tisya must be very bad for you because you can't recognize me!" tisya said with eyes that began to bleat with tears. Madam Tania patted her daughter's back.
Tisya immediately hugged his mother while hiding his tears.
"I'm sorry, Bima, if Tania is late, I'm sorry Tania is also a mas because she can't take care of the children! Due to Tania's mistake, our daughter's son is separated, your life is getting harder!"
...***...
Elsewhere, doctors Frans and Felic were getting ready to get into the car, and Molly was also with them.
Because of the actions of bi Molly, their luggage so filled the car until the trunk was full, they also brought the driver with them, just in case he was exhausted later.
"Please enter ladies and gentlemen!" said driver.
"Thank you!" said Frans' doctor while holding Felic so he could ride first.
As usual bi Molly sat in front with the driver.
"We'll eat first!" doctor Frans said as the car started to go.
"Okay sir!"
The car began to drive away from his large house, down a road that was quite stretchy because it was nine o'clock. The distance from Frans' house to the tomb was not far it only took fifteen minutes to get there.
After fifteen minutes they finally arrived at the tomb. Dr. Frans invites Felic to get out of the car.
"Let me the master who buys the flowers!" said bi Molly.
"Thank you bi!" said doctor Frans.
"Yes sir!"
After bi Molly leaves them and heads to the flower shop. Doctor Frans invites Felic to walk first to the tomb of his father, where there is also a meal of their son.
Doctor Frans' steps stopped when he saw who was on top of his father's grave.
"Mrs Tania!"
"Mother Tania!"
Pekik Felic and Frans' doctor simultaneously made the two people who were in the tomb turn to them.
"French ....!"
"Sir Frans ....!"
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