My Canduku maid
Part72

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The invitation was already spread out thanks to Jimmy's help. Relatives, colleagues and friends of Allan and Indira. This is the wedding of Aditama's son Aditama Grub's heir.

Allan was still struggling with work, almost all day he did not stop grumbling because of the actions of Mama and her brother, because they had to be separated by Indira, and should not meet before they were legal.

"Where can be so ma, brother. It's modern times why there are such pings." Allan again nagged and grumbled annoyed, because usually all his needs before going to the office of Indira who prepared. And when he was at the dinner table he did not see the girl. Instantly his mood became sizable.

Mama Lili just smiled to see her son who was three days away from getting married, she did not expect to still be able to see her son happy to find a future wife who was then for him.

Leina deliberately teased and taunted Allan for not accepting if they were forbidden to meet or Vidio call within the next three days, so all they could do was send a message and call.

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The sound of knocking on the door of his room made Allan breathe rough. "Lake in."

The guy outside opened the door, it was Jimmy.

"Sir, someone wants to meet." Jimmy.

"Who's Jim?"

"Mr Harlan Kusuma, would like to see you." Harlan Kusuma is the older brother of Hardi Kusuma, Indira's father.

"Send to come in." Allan had expected this, when the invitation he sent through Jimmy had arrived then they would automatically see the names of Indira's deceased parents.

"Good day, Mr. Harlan." Allan shook the hand of a middle-aged man named Harlan.

"Good day sir." Harlan welcomed warmly.

"Please sit down, and what interest do you suddenly find me in?" Ask Allan who is straight to the point, even though he knows the purpose of the arrival of the man named Harlan.

Harlan sat on the sofa looking a little riled up, whether what he saw in the name on the invitation was true.

"I meant to come here to ask you something important." Harlan who is usually firm now looks his own face.

"Please, if I know, then I'll tell you." Saying Allan relaxing.

"Is it true that your future wife is the son of Hardi Kusuma and Nilam Cahya?" Harlan seemed sad to say that name.

"Yes, right. And both of my future wife's parents are dead." Allan stared at the sad face with a look of sadness Harlan.

"So Indira Cahaya Putri, is the son of Hardi Kusuma, who was expelled by Mama." Harlan muttered but Allan still heard it.

Not feeling a drop of tears Harlan dripped, he felt useless as a brother because he had the heart to let his younger brother expelled and left the house Kusuma without bringing anything.

"If you want to see Indira, I'll give you the address, and I beg you to be a guardian to Indira, because she has no family anymore." Said Allan by staring at the tear-soaked face of Harlan.

"I promise you, I'll be my nephew's guardian." Harlan smiled but her tears could not be held. He was happy to finally meet his nephew son of his biological sister who is now gone.

"Thank you, sir, for helping us." Allan reached out his hand, and Harlan welcomed by embracing Allan's body to his face.

"Thank you for taking good care of my niece, and congratulations on your marriage." Allan patted Allan's back three times.

"Together Mr. Harlan."

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"Indira during these five years of life alone, the third is still the final grade school his mother fell ill and had to be treated and in surgery. Indira who was still in school had to think about finding hospital fees, and finally he borrowed money to loan sharks for his mother's expenses. Because she was still in school she decided to find a job, and met my mother, so Indira worked at my house as a waiter even Indira also took part time to make money fast. One day when the girl forced to stop working from my house, for two months she did not pay the debt installment and Indira was forced by the loan shark to become a pela*ur at her brothel."

Harlan's back trembled in light of Allan's words about Indira's miserable life, away from her two very well-off children without having to work to make ends meet.

"I'm sorry Hardi, sorry as my brother is useless." Harlan cried bitterly, face down on the steering wheel and regretted everything that happened to her sister 24 years ago.

Harlan took a deep breath, he was calm enough and out of the car to Indira's house, he needed readiness when dealing with a nephew he never knew, he needed readiness, and this is the first time they've met.

Harlan knocked on the door, and someone shouted from inside.

Chequelek

The door opened, looking a beautiful girl with a face similar to her daughter Rania Kusuma. Harlan could not help but cry and hug the girl standing in front of him, but she could not help hearing the girl's voice.

"Sorry who you're looking for?" Indira asked who saw a middle-aged man who was not familiar to her, but the face of the man seemed familiar she thought.

"I'm sorry, I'm looking for Indira. Is this really her house." Harlan's voice trembled slightly to withstand the turbulence of the mixed chest, between happy, sad and disappointed into one. He was too stupid to know the life of his nephew.

"Yes right sir, let's go inside." Indira let Harlan in, and he went to the kitchen to make a drink when he told Harlan to sit down.

Harlan looked around the living room Indira with a sad face, he saw a picture of his little family.

Harlan took the photo, with her hands shaking and rubbing her sister's face in the photo. "I'm sorry, Brother Har." Harlan again sobbed, unable to resist the sadness and disappointment that had failed to become a brother who had to protect his sister.

And now there is only regret lodged in his chest, because of the selfishness of his parents, they had to abandon their children and wives and now their grandchildren as well.

"Well, why are you crying." Indira, who had just arrived with a cup of tea, was surprised to see Harlan crying by holding a picture of her parents.

"I know both my parents." Did not get an answer Indira asked again, because he saw the man crying looking at a photo of his parents.

Harlan took a deep breath, with her sad face Harlan approached Indira and hugged the girl. "Know you are very familiar." Harlan clutched tightly to his nephew's body expressed a sense of happiness can be met with his nephew.

Indira looks sculpted, she just silently got a sudden hug. He felt his warmth back when hugged by his father first.

"Om is your uncle, son, the older brother of your father Hardi." Harlan's voice trembled as tears flowed down her cheeks.

Indira who heard that felt disbelief. Isn't the one who hugged her the family of her late father? Indira's tears also dripped feeling something that made her chest pounding because she was happy to meet her family. Indira returned Harlan's embrace with sobbing Isaac. "Uncle..really uncle is Indira's uncle?" Saying while returning a close hug, the two dissolved in sadness mixed with happiness.

Harlan was relieved, because Indira was willing to accept it and did not hate it. Really the heart of the girl was very good.

Now the two tell about the past of the two, togetherness Harlan and Hardi until the quarrel Hardi with his parents when deciding to choose Nilam rather than both parents.

"Actually your grandmother also felt lost, Until now even your grandmother still often looked at your father's photo and cried herself." Harlan told me when she often saw her mother crying in the room at night, while staring at the photo of Hardi that she had expelled.

"Will grandma hate me, too?" indira asked with a sad face, she wanted to be among her father's family, because her mother was an orphan, so she definitely did not have a family.

"Grandmother won't hate you, she'll be happy to see her beautiful granddaughter." Harlan said with a smile, intending to encourage his nephew so as not to be sad if rejected by his grandmother. Harlan himself did not know, whether his mother would accept Indira or not, which Harlan obviously would protect and defend his nephew.

Indira seemed to smile a little at Harlan's words. "That's what I said."

Harlan nodded confidently. "Of course, let alone this granddaughter is very beautiful and smart, and soon to be married." Harlan rubbed Indira's hair gently.

"Can Indira see grandma?" Indira asked, hoping that her grandmother would see her.

"By honey, may. let alone tomorrow the day after uncle who will marry you, so very good before marriage you meet." Harlan said with a warm smile.

"Uncle wants to be Indira's guardian?" Indira even looked surprised when her uncle already knew a lot about her.

"Of course, because uncle has met your future husband. Uncle is very grateful to him for taking care of you all this time." Harlan looked at Indira softly, remembering Allan's words about Indira's life.

Indira hugged Harlan. "Thank you uncle." That is all Indira can say.

"Everything dear." Harlan hugged Indira warmly.

The two dissolve in the happiness that just happened, something that makes the two become a real family, actually blood is thicker than water, but sometimes blood relationships can also make tenuous and hostile.

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