
After the discussion was over, they walked out of the room towards the dining table.
"They, what breakfast do you want?" ask Tante sweetly.
"Eh Auntie, this is Meka making fried rice for us to eat breakfast," Meka replied when she heard her Tante's voice.
"Harum fried rice, let Aunty prepare everything ahead."
"Yes Aunt, thank you Aunt has helped Meka," said Meka sincerely.
"Yes...."
Then the other family also came, there was his father's sister and husband and one of his children, and Meka's cousin from Omnya.
"They go and call your Papa Dosga and let you have breakfast together" the Tantenya told Meka to go to her Papa's room.
"Yes Aunty, I'll call you first." Meka passed from before them all to her father's room.
"Tok tock. Pa.., did they come in?" ask Meka from outside.
"So, son," answered the father.
Meka also went into her Papa's room and saw her Papa was staring at the frame of her mother's photo.
"Pa, let's have breakfast. I was waiting for the same others. Meka also has fried rice cooking for Papa," said Meka while sitting next to her Papa.
"Papa misses them Meka..Papa Belom had met your mother and your sister at that time. It feels like Papa is still belom can let them go, son," said his father with a sad face.
"Pa, can't be so fragile. If Papa is fragile, how dong with Meka. Who made Meka excited Pa to live this life again?" ask Meka who is sad.
"I'm sorry Papa, son, you're so sad to follow again. Yes, we have breakfast now. Did you tell Zain for breakfast, Meka?" ask Papa.
"belom Pa, after this Meka will go to Pak Zain's room for breakfast. Now we're out yuk Pa. Wait for us to go to Mama and Biyu's Cemetery. So Papa had breakfast first yes," Meka reminded Papa of the activities today.
They both came out of the room. His father walked towards the dining table where the family had gathered from his father. Meka walked to Zain's room.
"Tok tock, sir...!" call Meka.
"Sir Zain is awake?" ask Meka because there is no truth.
Then the door of the room opened wide and showed the handsome figure of the Lord when he woke up in the morning.
"Sir Zain just woke up?" asked Meka when she saw the face of her Lord.
"So you woke up, completely asleep," replied Zain cuek.
"Udah, Mr. Zain washed his face for breakfast. I've been waiting for it to be the same Papa," said Meka who asked Zain to immediately clean his face.
"You don't want to go inside, help me wash my face?" said Zain who still had time to tease Meka in the morning.
"Don't be weird here sir, the hunt is not good as others are waiting for breakfast" Meka chirped.
"Dear, I wash my face first."
Then Meka followed her father to join the other family. At the dinner table, Meka saw her coquettish cousin dress up so pretty this morning.
"Where are you going, neat as he looks," Meka chirped suddenly.
His cousin looked up at Meka.
"Oh.not anywhere Meka. Just wanted to be neat this morning, "he said.
"Tumben very neat," Meka replied.
"Yes, I want Meka. Let it be pleasing to the eye" his cousin quipped Meka. Because the look of Meka ordinary course is not like its cousin who is already fragrant and neat.
"Oh.., it's good that there are positive changes. I will support Eris" Meka smiled.
Then Zain came up with a relaxed appearance. He chose to sit next to Meka and her Papa Meka.
"Yes Om" said Zain who began to chew his fried rice. Instantly Zain was amazed by the taste of Meka fried rice. It tastes really good.
"Why Mr Zain?" asked his father Meka confused to see Zain's expression.
"It feels good sir. I love the fried rice, really" Zain praised Meka for cooking. He looked towards Meka. But what I see, is ordinary.
"Oh.thank God, I don't think Mr. Zain likes it. Come on, sir," replied Papa Meka.
"Yes Om."
At the silent dining table, they enjoyed Meka's fried rice. Until the brother of his father broke the silence between them.
"Dec, breakfast is over maybe you'll go out for a while. Brother is necessary" said his brother.
"Oh..Where are you going?" ask Meka's father.
"There's a need for a deck, but Brother is alone. Your brother lives at home" explained his brother.
"Papa be careful on the road. Don't go home for long" his brother's wife gave false attention to her husband in front of everyone.
Then they continued to enjoy their breakfast. When he finished, his father Meka and Zain got ready to go to the cemetery to meet the grave.
"Darling, later if I'm done, I'll go to your room, yes" said Zain.
"Yes Zain. I'm getting ready first. I'm waiting for you in my room. Because there's something I want to say later."
Zain nodded at Meka's request. He went into his room to get ready. While Meka drove her Papa first to her room to prepare. Then he went back to his room to prepare as well.
After a few minutes of preparation, Zain came to Meka in her room. He didn't knock on Meka's room door. But he immediately went into Meka's room. Zain saw that Meka was ready and was making her bed.
"Darling, are you ready?" ask Zain.
"Already Zain. Sit here, I want to talk" asked Meka.
Zain stepped over to Meka and sat down beside Meka.
"What's up, baby? What do you want to talk about?" asked Zain who was staring fixedly at Meka.
"Zain, last night when I fell asleep in front of the front door, did anyone else find out?" ask Meka curiously.
"Why are you asking like that?" ask Zain again.
"I don't want anyone else to feel weird about me. You will remember the words of my father, that no one knows I have khodam and excess, because that is a danger to me," Meka tried to remind Zain again.
"Dear, I remember your Papa's message at the time. But no one saw me holding you in your room. They're all asleep,"
"Oh thank goodness Zain. Yes, now we go to Papa's room, let's quickly find the pigtail. I wonder what he will say," said Meka curious.
Zain obeyed Meka's words by hurrying to his room Papa Meka.
As they walked towards his father's room, Papa Meka had just come out of the room and saw his son coming.
"Loh, Papa just wanted to go to your room, son!" his father said as he walked towards the two of them.
"Where is Pa, ready to go?" cha asked, hoping that his father would be ready to listen to what the pigtail would say.
"Yes, Dad is ready, son, yuk bernagakt," asked his father.
The three of them got out of the house and got into the car. Zain who was driving the car sat down with his Papa Meka. Meka was sitting alone in the back.
"What do you want to say about the grave, Meka?" ask her father again.
"They don't know Pa either, but that's how his message came to us, isn't it Mr Zain?" ask Meka about her sins.
"Yes Om, we are also confused why suddenly there is a funeral pigeon who wants to chat with the Meka family. There must be something serious Om," explained Zain.