Let Us Unite
Part 48's. Back to Jakarta.
Tomorrow morning they go home. Isyana prepares all the needs that will be brought to Jakarta.
In the afternoon they headed to the airport with ushered in Tirta. After making a flight for hours they finally arrived at the airport.
Zidane's personal driver was already on standby there to pick up his employer. After entering the car, Zidane finally decided to take Isyana and her children first to their home.
"Oh yeah somebody wants Papa to ask you guys. Where did you do the DNA test? And who's helping you?" Zidane suddenly remembered the DNA test.
They mentioned the hospital where the DNA tests were conducted.
"And who helped us was the doctor Adrian Maulana."
"Adrian Maulana's? Is this the doctor you're referring to?" Zidane offered his phone containing pictures of reunion with his friends."
"Yes Pa is right. Do you know the doctor?"
"He's one of Papa's best friends. But is he really back in Indonesia?"
"Yes right Pa, Om the doctor is here. Where did the doctor go?"
"To New York. Three years ago when his wife Adrian left, he chose to go to New York to treat his sick son. Papa last heard the news that Adrian's son predicted the doctor's life is 6 months away. After that Papa lost contact with Adrian."
"Lost 6 months Pa? Adel is still alive."
"Is Adel really alive?"
"Yes Pa we even play with her a lot."
"That's a doctor's prediction, it can be wrong. Doctors are also human if God's age determines."
His two children are just beards.
"You got Adrian's phone number?"
"Pa's got."
"Then Papa asked."
Nathan opens his iPad and looks for Adrian's contact.
"It's Pa." Nathan thrusts his iPad at Zidane and Zidane copies Adrian's number. After that no one spoke. They were more silent, causing the twins to fall asleep.
"See tomorrow I'll pick you up to meet mama?"
"Yes, it's."
"It's coming, baby!" said Isyana while shaking the bodies of her two children."
"Eh has arrived, Ma" Nathan said as he rubbed his eyes.
"Itan! Itan wake!" Nathan helps wake up Tristan who is fast asleep.
"Wh where's the car? Where's car!" Apparently Tristan was dreaming.
"Whose car is it, baby?" ask Isyana.
"Hehe .. Apparently Itan's just a dream Ma."
"What dream is Itan?" whispered Nathan.
"The dream of having a car is probably because my mom used to say she was going to buy a car so get into Itan's dream" Tristan replied whispering in Nathan's ear.
"Let's go down" asked Isyana to her two children.
The three of them got out of the car.
"See you Papa!"
"See you, too, Boy! Don't forget the day after I picked it up!"
Isyana nodded with a smile and walked inside the house.
Zidane's car drove again on the streets. This time to the main house. Before he got home he called Adrian to confirm the truth. At home, Zidane immediately looked for his mother.
"Where is Bi?" ask him on bi Ina.
"Again in the garden behind Den. What do you want auntie to call you?"
"No need to Bi, let me just go there. Bi Ina just make me some tea!"
"Good Den."
"Bring it back, Bi!"
"Yes Den."
Zidane approached his mother who was sitting in the gazebo.
"Mama."
"Eh when did you come, son?"
"Jose Zidane just got here."
"What is Ma?" zidane was confused.
"It's all fine for the office."
"Usaha won over the twins' mama's heart" Laras said with a small laugh.
"Ah mama what the hell from yesterday strange mulu?"
"It seems strange that you're not Mama. You see it yourself. Why are you doing this?" ask Laras to his son.
"O Allah Ma! Where did you get that photo?"
"From Tristan's delivery."
"Jeez, a very ignorant child must be declining from his omana. Just Dion cheated on me. Tristan must have sent that photo to Dion."
"His brain? Do you know their Oma?"
"Well, do you know people almost every day Zidane meets?"
"Who the hell do you mean?"
"Who else is Mama."
"Ngaco you Dan, hasn't it been proven that he's not your son?"
"But soon she'll be Mama's granddaughter."
"So that Isyana is going to be with you?"
"Yes Ma."
"Well congratulations, dear, finally your efforts that have become babu are fruitful" said Laras with a laugh.
"Ma, don't stick around. Zidane has good news for mom. Mama knows it doesn't turn out that Nathan and Tristan are really Zidane's kids."
"Dear, don't keep imagining. You better get married soon Isyana so you can give a grandchild to mama."
"Mama don't believe it! The proof is that they're really Zidane's kids." Zidane gave the results of DNA tests belonging to his two sons that he deliberately kept."
Barrel accepted the paper and read it. "This is right, son? Why is it different from the results?"
"That's right Ma. That yesterday must be wrong."
"Seriously?"
"It's Ma, make Zidane lie to Mama."
"Yee..." Barrel jumps in excitement. "It turns out Mama has a grandchild."
"Thank God you finally answered my prayers. Directly get two more," said Laras while raising his hand like a praying man.
From afar bi Ina came with a glass of tea. He asked Zidane through his facial movements why his mistress was strange, briefly skipping around for a while.
"Then Bi," replied Zidane accordingly.
"This is Den drink."
"Thank you Bi." Zidane took the tea and sipped it.
"If nothing is needed again Auntie excuse Den."
"Yes Bi."
BI Ina passed from before them but before far Laras called out to him, "Bi!"
"Yes, Madam."
"It looks like Auntie will have a friend later to clean the house."
"Yes, Madam." Bi Ina did not understand what her Lady was talking about. The important thing is that he said yes. Isn't in the house there are already many helpers even though the services of bi Ina are more widely used because they entrust all the affairs of the house to Bi Ina.
"Ma, don't tell me you're going to tell Zidane's secret to the maids."
"It's no shame that you promised you'd bring your granddaughter here again."
"Yes Ma tomorrow I bring even the same prospective mother-in-law."
"really?"
Zidane nodded.
"Ma tomorrow we have to go to the hospital to see doctor Lukman to ask why the results of tests at the hospital even show incompatibility. Are you sure you received the DNA test directly from Dr Lukman's hands?"
"Yes kok Nak Mama got it straight from doctor Lukman. If you don't believe me tomorrow we'll just ask doctor Lukman."
"Well Ma tomorrow we go together."
Seriate....
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