I'M Nathasya Gustari
Wh who?

Which mother is not sad to see her child as soulless. Only her body survives now. While his soul has long died since the departure of the woman he loved so much. Go with bad circumstances, also go bring their prospective children.

Mama Shinta always comes to her son's house every morning. Just to make sure that the only child is still alive and does not do beyond the limits of his sanity.

Like this morning, which was again presented with the view of his son lying on the living room sofa with a very messy condition.

The dangling legs are still complete with work shoes. The shirt with a few buttons over it has been removed but still hangs a tie that almost slipped off on the collar of the shirt.

Do not forget also the stinging aroma that always attached to the body of Tara every time through the night with liquor. As if he had become a friend every night to the man. There is no day without alcohol.

"When are you like this, Tara?" muttered the woman who was getting older with a trembling voice. Feeling sad also sliced by the condition of his son.

They're not trying to find Caca's whereabouts. Out of the dozens of people Tara had hired since many years ago, it did not bear any fruit. The world hides the existence of this woman.

Or God who has not apologized to Tara who has hurt her woman to choose to leave.

***

Caca is packing Mentari's clothes for a vacation with Rian and his mother.

Yesterday, the two men came to ask permission to take Mentari on vacation to Bali.

"Come Cha. I am on vacation again. Before I go back to Ausie." Rian, who was holding Mentari and was constantly kissing her son's round cheeks, begged Caca deeply.

"Yes Icha. Mother's section also wants to make dancing a walk."

"All right, ma'am, Yan. But I'm sorry if Mentari troubles you there."

Actually Caca heavily allowed her daughter to go with Rian and doctor Risma. What else all this time Caca never parted a day with his son.

Fear of anything happening with her son, or trouble Rian and his mother.

But considering the two people who had been so good to him in the time when he was difficult first, made Caca did not have the heart to forbid.

If only the work was not much. Surely Caca chose to come and watch over his own son directly.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Rian and Risma's doctor come back to pick up Mentari.

"Monitor darling. There can't be fussy and troublesome father and grandmother, huh?"

Mentari who was very enthusiastic when he heard will be taken for a walk nodded steadily. "Ready, mama!" exclaim the boy even to give respect like a police officer.

Mentari is indeed up to that big Caca has never taken a walk. Caca is afraid of accidentally meeting Tara.

Only occasionally take his son to the Mall. Caca always chooses on weekdays and in office rush hour.

And so far, all are safe without anyone recognizing them.

***

During the day Rian and his entourage arrived in Denpasar. It was only late in the afternoon after taking a short rest, that they descended to the beach.

They did book a hotel close to Nusa Dua beach which is famous for its cleanliness.

Mentari who first saw the beach, very enthusiastic. Run to and fro and laugh as the waves come touching her little feet.

"Jagain Rian's! get carried away by the waves!" exclaimed mother Risma from the beach watching her children and grandchildren.

"Dad. Hungry dance." whine the boy by holding his belly.

Rian chuckled and grabbed Tari in a sling. Earlier when asked for lunch in a hotel room, Dari did not want to, and only ate dessert. So obviously the kid is hungry. What else after playing water for a few hours.

Rian took down Mentari from the sling.

"Aren't you going to shower and change your clothes?"

"Not going to get bun, just for a second."

"Yes already. Come on, dance, let's go to the room."

Dance who did not want to be in the gang instead ran to the doctor Risma. "Be careful, baby."

Dance laughed and ran backwards. "Pursue me grandma... Pursue me. hahaha!"

The dance just kept running backwards made doctor Risma a little overwhelmed. The little girl was very active. Running, laughing as if not tired.

BUGH

"Aakhs. Huaaa aaaaa pain granny." cried Dari when she accidentally hit someone and fell. The little girl with slightly golden hair was crying loudly. Swiping on his knees that landed hard enough.

"Dance!" doctor Risma panicked and walked over.

"That's why don't run! this is not a field!" instead of helping, the man that Tari hit actually scolded the little boy.

"Mother dong too! in the care of his son. Don't let it run around in a place like this!" the sharp gaze of the man passed on to Doctor Risma.

Doctor Risma who tried to calm Tari by holding the child, looked at the man equally sharply.

"The name is also children, sir! still likes to run. You're the only one who plays the phone, instead of looking at the road. You may not have children yet, so don't know how kids behave!"

The man who was scolded back by doctor Risma looked stiff and slightly paled.

Doctor Risma who felt unbearable even told Tari to apologize even though she was still a little upset. But Dari was also wrong for running, what else was backwards. "Ayoo Tari, apologize equally Omnya."

Mentari who had stopped crying, now dared to turn his face from the neck of doctor Risma and looked at the adult man he hit.

"Ma-sorry Om. Dance unintentionally." the little girl's great-grandson was timid.

Not answering. The man was instead fixated on the little girl's face which reminded him of someone. A very similar face. This is just a small version. And a different kind of eye from the girl in his memory.

"Why bun?" ask Rian who just came and saw his son and mother are still in the hotel lobby.

"Here, Dance hit this master, while running."

Rian turned to look at the man his mother pointed at. Rian's chest rumbled. Body stiffens. Afraid that the man in front of her recognized himself.

"I'm sorry my son, sir. We're in a fight." Rian takes over Tari in a sling and pulls her mother away from there.

The man was still glued to the spot. I felt familiar with Rian's face. He could not remember when and where he met the man.

Also the surprised look that the man had seen in Rian's eyes the first time he saw it, made the man even more curious.

"Come Sir. The meeting will begin."

The man looked at the luxurious clock on his wrist and passed from his curiosity.

*

*

*