Love Above the Wounds
The Road to Malioboro

That night, after Dicky and Fitri rested, they were invited by Donny to tour the city of Jogjakarta.

Bi Sumi and Mbok Jum did not come, they chose at home, accompanying Bu Eni who is now easily tired if walking far.

Especially soon New Year, Bi Sumi and Mbok Jum want to prepare for the upcoming new year's night event.

Donny and Dicky travel in one car, with Fitri and Anita, and their children.

After driving around in the city of Jogjakarta, Donny then parked his car on the side of Malioboro road, they went down and then walked down the streets that were never quiet.

Since the trip Dicky seemed silent, but the children were so carefree, rarely happened this moment of togetherness.

"Papa Dicky why the hell? How quiet was that from now on? Tired?" ask Fitri.

She took her husband with her as they began to walk along the road.

"Ma, I'm the first to go to Jogjakarta, I remember my mother and my father, they are also Jogjakarta people, that means, this is their hometown!" dicky said.

"Oh, don't you want to visit your relatives or relatives in this city?" ask Fitri.

"I don't know if I have a brother or not in this town, my mother never told me anything, let alone about family genealogy!" answer Dicky.

Fitri nodded his head, Dicky had not long known who his biological parents were, but not long ago knew, Bu Anjani had died.

Though there are still many things that Dicky does not know, especially the problem of family genealogy.

They stopped at a lesehan restaurant on the side of Malioboro road.

Donny ordered the biggest table, and they sat down to eat around the table.

The children look very enthusiastic about choosing their food, it is a very pleasant atmosphere, can play with cousins as much.

"Pa, Ma, I'm happy to stay here, we've had a long time off!" said Alex.

"Lho, is it that Alex doesn't want to go to school?" ask Fitri.

"Oh, yes!" alex scratched his head.

"Have just moved to Jogja, so you can play with Reino continue!" said Anita.

"Don't auntie, pity Papa! Kan Papa works at a Jakarta hospital, Papa will be alone!" answer Alex.

"Well, Papa's son is the smartest!" dicky said as he stroked Alex's hair when he heard Alex's reply.

The food they ordered was ready to be served at the dining table, all looking very delicious and using taste.

Then they began to enjoy their evening meal, accompanied by a classic song sung by street buskers, scattered around along the street.

Dicky also seemed to be enjoying his meal, but tonight he didn't eat too much.

"Tumben you ate a little? Does the menu fit poorly on your tongue?" ask Donny.

"Perhaps, I'm not used to food that is too sweet, for some reason since I arrived in Jogja, all the food I eat is sweet, especially when I eat gudeg at your house! "answer Dicky.

"That's because you're not used to doctors, try if 1 year just stay here, all typical food Jogjakarta, become your favorite food!" Donny.

"Ah it feels like I do not like the food in Jogja, all it tastes sweet and makes my head become dizzy!" sahut Dicky's.

"You can order another doctor's menu, there's also grilled fish or grilled chicken, don't worry!" Donny.

Finally Donny ordered a different menu for Dicky, Dicky was not too fond of cash food Central Java or East Java, which tends to be sweet.

He prefers typical foods from West Java such as empal gentong or soto noodles or chicken porridge.

After Donny orders a different meal, Dicky turns to eating more than ever before.

After they finished eating, Donny invited them to visit his grandfather's house located not far from Malioboro Street.

They returned to the place where their car was parked, after which Donny drove the car to his grandfather's house, which was not too far from the place, just to introduce his brother from Jakarta.

"We are going to Cipto's grandfather's house, Cipto's grandfather is my only grandfather who is still in Jogjakarta, My father has long died, so I only have a grandfather in Jogja, Jogja, along with the other brothers, especially my mother is no longer there!" donny said as they walked toward a house not far from the place.

The house looks very spacious, although it looks old and ancient, but the house is like a noble house, Dicky clucked in admiration, it turns out that Donny is a descendant of a noble.

During this time Dicky always underestimated Donny, somehow Dicky always sentiments to him since long ago Donny had harassed Fitri, even though now they have become a brother-in-law, even though now they have become a brother-in-law, but still Dicky always does not want to lose competitiveness by Donny.

"Did your grandfather live alone in a house this big?" ask Fitri.

"my grandfather just stayed alone accompanied by some what Assistant, once a week me and my son Visiting Cipto's grandfather, he was very happy if a brother or relative visited him!" answer Donny.

Donny then parked his car in the yard of his grandfather's house, which looked so spacious, around him there were large trees so the atmosphere was a little haunted, a little, but because the lighting in the house was so bright that the spooky taste faded.

a Servant in opening the door of the large house with a bow of respect he invited the other participants to enter the house.

"This is my grandfather's house, my great-grandfather!" said Reino. Alex then turned to his father, then looked at him.

"Papa, who is my great-grandfather? Reno has a great-grandfather, then who's my great-grandfather?" ask Alex.

Dicky is confused to answer Alex's question, he himself does not know who his grandfather is, if from Bu Eni's side, the two parents of Bu Eni no longer exist, as well as Pak karta, pak, that means Alex doesn't have a great-grandfather.

"Good night Grandpa Cipto!" greet Donny.

An elderly grandfather, driven in a wheelchair, emerged from the inside of the house, his wrinkled face smiling at Donny's arrival along with the rest of his family.

"You've come with Donny's entourage! Who Them? Are they your brothers from Jakarta? What did you tell Grandpa?!" ask grandpa Cipto.

"Yes cake, they are my family from Jakarta!" answer Donny.

"Come in and sit down, I'm glad that every day I'm visited by so many people, I feel younger than I really am!" Grandpa Cipto said with a trembling voice.

They then sat in a living room that was very classic design like the Keraton, some of the servants who were there began to serve warm drinks and some snacks, he said, although Grandpa Cipto lived alone in this house, but many servants accompanied him.

"Now that I am alone in this house, I used to have three wives, but now that my Third Wife has gone before me, Donny This is the son of my second wife, actually I have other children, I have 15 children from my three wives!" remember Mr. Cipto while pointing at the photo of 3 women and 1 man who plastered large on the wall of the living room.

Dicky and Fitri carefully observe the photo, although it was made in ancient times but has a very good image quality, so that in this day and age the color does not fade even though it is still black and white.

"I used to be a man and very handsome, Many women are crazy about me! But I only choose 3 women for my life companion, but who would have thought, they just go one by one leaving me!" continued grandpa Cipto.

Those sitting in the room listened carefully to the Story of Grandpa Cipto, which was vividly told to them.

Parents are happy to tell their past to their children and grandchildren, it is a matter of pride for them.

"You want to see my extended family? Come with me!" cipto's grandfather said while giving a code to a waiter, to push the wheelchair into the living room.

All of them who were there followed Grandpa Cipto stepped into a very spacious living room, even wider than the living room.

In the middle room there are many ancient paintings, also ancient photographs whose quality looks still very good.

"This is the 15th photo of my children, they are from 3 wives!" said Grandpa Cipto while pointing to a photo of the largest plastered in the room.

There are 15 men and women who stand in line with 1 adult man and 3 women, it is a large family of Cipto grandfather.

Suddenly Dicky's eyes were fixed on one of the teenage boys, one of the 15 children of Cipto sir.

Dicky scrunched his forehead, like the familiar face he saw, suddenly Diki's heart beat hard.

"grandfather, grandfather's son, if I may know what his name is?" ask Dicky while pointing at the face of the person in question in the photo.

Grandpa Cipto then immediately turned towards the picture pointed by Dicky, suddenly his face turned cloudy.

"That was my first child from my first wife, He was a great doctor, his name was Rahmat Pradita!" said grandpa Cipto.

Everyone in the room rounded their eyes, they were shocked, they all knew that Rahmat Pradita was the father of Doctor Dicky Pradita.

During this time Dicky did not know his family genealogy, he only knew his father and birth mother, along with his mother's brothers including Ken and Karina.

Father's brother because his father had long since died, Dicky had never known him at all.

"Cake really?" ask Fitri.

"Yes Grace was my beloved son, but all the families were against him when he married a second time, to a commoner, even though we were all here of blue blood, since then Rahmat moved to Jakarta, and set up a hospital there, only occasionally he came to see me with his young wife, Anjani!" obviously Grandpa Cipto.

Dicky immediately gasped at the explanation of Cipto's grandfather, he did not expect that the man in front of him was his own grandfather.

There was a feeling that could not be described with words, this could be said to be a coincidence.

"Grandfather, I am the only son of Mr. Rahmat Pradita, my name is Dicky Pradita, I am your grandson cake!" dicky cried while prostrating in front of Grandpa Cipto and kissed both hands.

Grandpa Cipto looked surprised, as if he did not believe what he had just heard, suddenly tears fell on both cheeks of the old man.

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