
"Za.... Before entering the orphanage, what was your life like?" ask Mr. Isam.
"Standard like any other family sir" Izza replied.
"Sorry .. Do you know your biological parents?" ask Isam again.
"From my birth until the fire took my parents' lives, yes always with them. Unless you are the official father of the company, we just did not meet" replied Izza.
"Your face is increasingly looked at, which reminds me of old friends. My new book in Jakarta. My complex is next to a non-complex environment. So if playing ping pong likes to join in the field residents. I used to have an opponent who was never defeated, he was younger than me seven years. His wife's face looks just like yours. A year later I moved to the house now and he moved to another city, moved to work he said, we lost contact because he could not be contacted HP number again. His wife is good at cooking. Home-cooked but delicious food. Even Rama's mom every weekend likes messages to be asked to be cooked" said Mr. Isam.
"Hopefully you can meet your old friend again" do'a Izza.
"Aamiin." replied Mr. Isam.
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"Haidar's father has Izza's HP number Aunty?" ask Sachi.
"Ga has" replied Haidar.
"Why don't you have one? papa Haidar doesn't know Aunty Izza?" ask Sachi.
"Ngga" replied Haidar.
"Ask Dad his number Aunty Izza, so we can go with Aunty Izza" suggested Sachi.
"Aunty Izza might rest, it's a holiday now" Haidar replied.
Haidar and Sachi did go together, but all the time always inquired about Rama and Izza.
"It's not best if there's Aunty Izza" Sachi lamented.
"There is no Papa .. After all Sachi is free to choose whatever you can" replied Haidar.
"Aunty Izza is nice, beautiful and wants to play with Sachi" said Sachi again.
"Sachi wants to have Aunty Izza's rich mother?" ask Haidar.
"Mau .. mau .. " replied Sachi enthusiastically.
Haidar just smiled seeing the princess smiling happily.
"Nay .. His smile is like yours. If Mas can't change his status as a biological child, Mas will try to adopt him legally. Marriage requirements for adoption will be sought immediately. Mas promise Nay" said Haidar in his heart.
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Mang Ujang returned with the office driver to Jakarta. Don't forget he stopped by to buy souvenirs for his beloved Mas Boss. Every Rama played to his house, really like the same regional food provided by Ambu. Mang Ujang quite know himself, everything has been given for free, time is just a fruit hands ga bawain for the Rama family.
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"You sit in front of ya Za" asked Mr. Isam when he was about to enter the car.
Rama looked at Mr. Isam with a face that did not like, Mr. Isam just a smile towards Rama.
Izza followed orders from Mr. Isam. As soon as he wanted to install the seat belt, he had difficulty. Rama who saw directly helped pair without being asked.
"Thank you" Izza replied.
"Don't assume I'm a gercep because take the opportunity yes, only the males denger indicator seat belt sound continues if it has not been installed" said Rama flat.
"Ramaaa .. so the man who is so jutek, Papi pantesan has never been known as his girlfriend, yes anyone would if you can not treat women well" said Mr. Isam.
"What the heck Pi .. relax, later in time will also be known" said Rama.
"Oh, is there?" ledek Pak Isam's.
"There is no yaa.." answered Rama full of question marks.
"Alhamdulillah the son of Papi no one wants" said Mr. Isam.
"Wah Papii .. Papi's son included the most wanted man. Look not shy if invited by the famous, Alhamdulillah work towards mapan .. who can refuse?" praise Rama to himself.
"Yes the most wanted. Or maybe you're martabak times?" god Mr. Isam.
"Martaback? what does Pi mean?" ask Rama I don't understand.
"Martabak .. sweet and friendly but no shooting" replied Mr. Isam with a laugh.
Izza held back his laughter hearing Mr. Isam could joke like that. Rama likes to be laughed at.
"But do not mostly play chess with Mang Ujang, so rich gini nih" said Rama.
"Hey .. take it easy. Don't be serious about being a person, who is seriously a relationship" added Mr. Isam.
"Come let alone the trick? until Papi satisfied deh sedain youngest child this" said Rama.
Weekend plus the beginning of the month is a mix of roads so stuck.
"The days are jammed" complained Rama.
"And even odd rules began to be applied, fortunately we use a car whose license plate fits the same odd date" replied Mr. Isam.
"Kalo applied a bit of a hassle also nih .. Rama's car will even plate" said Rama.
"You're rich with one car. Papi cars can be used, there are odd plates and there are even ones" said Mr. Isam.
Mr. Isam called Mba Gita, telling him that Izza was with him heading home but the road conditions were stuck, so it was likely that a new afternoon reached Mba Gita's house. Of course Mba Gita could not answer to Mr. Isam.
"Za .. If you are looking for a job, try to Haidar, Rama's brother. He will open some frozen food stores in housing, who knows he needs employees" said Mr. Isam.
"Thank you in advance, but I can't be fulltime, so it's not right to apply for a job that is looking for employees who have to standby. The boutique I had earlier interviewed could also be done online if I was not able to come directly" Izza explained.
"Oh that .. Yes, anyway if you need a job, contact Haidar aja" said Mr. Isam.
"Well sir" Izza replied.
"Why should work anyway? you can't focus on college, take D3, can you? isn't it the end of semester? should focus dong to pass on time" said Rama.
"I also need money" Izza replied.
"Everybody needs money, but there's a scale of priorities in life. All tuition and living costs have been Mba Gita responsibility, what else will the money do? don't tell me to make a joke" said Rama.
"No, I still have a brother, indeed since the fire happened like a lost contact with everything. The purpose of kumpulin money wants to go home, re-establish a broken friendship. The family in the village did not know if we had a disaster, so no one wanted me. Plus life there is also all mediocre, maybe there is no cost to look for me" Izza replied honestly.
Rama was immediately silent and not happy to hear the exposure of Izza.
"Don't you tell Gita you want to find a brother?" ask Mr. Isam.
"Ga's good sir... Mba Gita has been very good with me. Later if the money is new enough I told Mba Gita to return to the village to find a brother" explained Izza.
"Would you try social media?" ask Rama.
"It seems they don't exist. My children do not know his full name" Izza replied.
"But there is a picture of him" said Rama.
"I've tried to browse all but the photos I don't know" said Izza.
"I'm sorry " said Rama softly.
"Gapapa Kak ., but you should not underestimate first against something. I also graduated on time. There are a series of things that I have to achieve immediately, one of which can be independent looking for money and ga depend on Mba Gita again" Izza once again hit Rama with words.
"Ga need to apologize until so Brother, I just give a little input. Want to be heard please, not heard also gapapa. It has no effect on my life" Izza said.
"Who are you, my nasehatin? any older? smarter? more experience?" said Rama sarcas.
"Rama .. You should have more feelings for others. Advising does not belong to an older, wiser person or a person with a lot of experience. While for good, there is no problem coming out of whose lips" middle Mr. Isam.
Rama did not answer the words of Mr. Isam, had lost his appetite for conversation. He only focused on the streets to quickly get to the house of Mba Gita.
The road began to run smoothly, Rama's HP rang. There's a video call from Haidar. Rama installed his HP in the front holder of the glass corner of the car.
"Assalamualaikum Father.." said Sachi.
"Waalaikumsalam .. Daddy's son is still in the Mall yes .. wah long time playing" replied Rama.
"Aunty Izza .... Aunty Izza" call Sachi as soon as Izza sightings beside Rama.
HP shifted slightly facing Izza.
"Hi Sachi .. Where else?" greet Izza.
"Kok Aunty didn't go with Sachi instead of Dad?" Sachi Rengek.
"Ga accidentally met Sachi's father, there is also Opa here" replied Izza.
"Tok Sachi not invited?" sachi ngambek said.
"Later next time" said Izza.
"Other time is it Pa?" ask Sachi to Haidar.
"When" replied Haidar.
"When is that what day?" ask Sachi again.
"Sachi ... Aunty Izza is going to have to go to college, keep cleaning the house, cook .. so it can not go with you" Rama cut.
"Aunty Izza how rich is Mba at her work?" sachi said innocently.
"What about ya?" ask Izza I don't understand.
"Holy, cook, clean." explains Sachi.
"Ohh.. yes yes .." replied Izza.
"Sachi called Dad why?" cut off Rama while pointing his HP at him again.
"I Miss you so much Dad" Sachi said with a sad face.
"Me too. later after Aunty Izza's delivery, I went straight home. You also go home, baby" said Rama softly.
"Yes Father ... I love you from the bottom of my heart (I love you from the bottom of my heart)" Sachi said.
"I love you to the moon and back (I love you so much)" replied Rama.
After the video call connection is cut off..
"Who taught Sachi that?" ask Mr. Isam astonished.
"His father dong" answered Rama proudly.
"Little children are taught that sentence, it is for adults" protested Mr. Isam.
"Kalo i love you is the Pi market .. yes let it be different" replied Rama.
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After driving Izza home, Rama immediately rushed home after the farewell to Mba Gita.
"Why are you talking to Isam and Mas Rama?" search Mba Gita.
"Just eat Mba . because it is jammed so go home in the afternoon" replied Izza.
"Where to stop?" ask Mba Gita again.
"Ngga Mba .. really, ask Kak Rama if you don't believe" said Izza.
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After dinner, Mang Ujang who had arrived from last afternoon, was invited to play chess with Mr. Isam. Rama was joking with Sachi ga far from where Mang Ujang and Pak Isam played chess.
"Jang .. there are young people today, where looks okay, well-established work, good insight .. but have not dared to show his girlfriend to parents" said Mr. Isam.
"What's Boss Papi? I am a rich man who dares to recognize women to parents" replied Mang Ujang who did not understand the direction of the conversation.
"So you've already known someone to your parents?" asked Mr. Isam with a slightly suppressed intonation.
"Well that's the problem .. no one is known yet. But if there is definitely I know, I am very brave" replied Mang Ujang.
"You guys turned out to be both still single huh the original? his style is already rich playboy" ledek Pak Isam.
"you guys? who am I, Boss Papi?" ask Mang Ujang who is not connecting.
"You are the same Boss" said Mr. Isam.
"Oh so from earlier the story again insinuated Mas Boss anyway .. understand .. understand. Does Mas Boss want to be known? the richness of all the girls is also decetrated. There are already close to his mother, there are already deket same brother, there are also those who know well the Father" said Mang Ujang.
"Woiiii. it is rich in tiles if you try big .. bocorrrrr" cried Rama.
"Selow dong Mas Boss. In fact, all want to be worshiped, do not be greedy Mas Boss .. divide one into me dong" said Mang Ujang.
"Ga there is a match with Mang Ujang" said Rama.
"The problem is not suitable mah business lately, it was carried out first Mas Boss. while looking for a match" replied Mang Ujang.
Sachi fell asleep in the living room in Rama's arms. Haidar helps move Sachi to the room. Rama approached Papinya who still looked serious thinking about the next step to play chess.
"Bring up the food .. Kok ain't saying it" said Rama.
"Bring a little Mas Boss. understand in the village if you have met a friend of course foya-foya. hehehe" replied Mang Ujang.
Rama sat in the middle and took a pack of opaks. Opak snacks in Tasikmalaya are different from other regions. Made from glutinous rice and tapioca flour seasoned with sugar and salt as a flavoring. Opak dough that has been seasoned, then formed flat round, then allowed to dry and then baked on the stove until fluffy and crunchy. Because the manufacturing process is baked, the outside of opak looks brown to almost charred.
"This is what Mang is? never seen... What the hell is this leaf?" rama asked while watching the food he was holding.
"Wajit .. it is wrapped in a dry corn skin" replied Mang Ujang.
"Wajits? how rich is the mixing between dodol equally wajik?" said Rama.
"Like a little bit Mas Boss. It is made from sticky rice mixed with coconut that has been mashed and cooked with palm sugar or brown sugar. If the dough is ripe is formed small and wrapped in corn skin. After wrapping continue to be dried again, so dry on the outside but very soft on the inside. It tastes sweet" explained Mang Ujang.
"What is this Jang?" ask Mr. Isam.
"Citruk" replied Mang Ujang.
"What is citruk?" ask Isam again.
"Citruk stands for aci ngegetruk, which means aci or starch kanji which texture is rather hard but crunchy. Flour kanji dikasih seasoning continues to be formed rich in coins. This is old school, it's hard to hear now. This durable snack for those who do not have teeth, can be eyed-**** .. hehehe" replied Mang Ujang.