
"Mama." Gian's voice was so soft, meghampiri Jelita while hugging the tiny body of the Mama. To her, Jelita was the most precious woman. As bad as Gian, he will melt when Jelita intervenes.
"Where have you been, Gian, do you know how worried your Mama is ?" Raka with a firm voice did not hesitate to apply this to the Son. Because Gian delayed a long time, since the morning he tried to contact Gian, but the man seemed lost to the earth.
"Sorry, Pa, my phone was in the car as long as I was out in the field." Gian explained what happened as it is, it is true that his phone was not in the grasp of this afternoon.
Raka entrusted Gian to take care of the company since a few weeks ago. Although he had to debate and battle badr first finally the handsome man relented. Now, then Raka felt how annoying her form in youth.
"Already, Mas, the habit of small things is exaggerated." Jelita had always been a mediating figure between the two men. Both her husband and son are stubborn, which is what sometimes makes Jelita suddenly rise in blood.
"Mama's okay?" asked Gian to approach his angel, it is undeniable that Gian's worries are so great. Since the last two years Jelita has often been treated for asthma.
"Ehem, of course, honey. Did you call your sister?" jelita asked, looking at the manic of the Son.
Since the last few months Jelita asked Haidar to return to Indonesia, longing in his heart is unstoppable again. Even the woman was often reluctant to eat just because she thought about her youngest son.
Following in Randy's footsteps, Haidar prefers to be a celebrity rather than a business person. Several times Raka asked her son to manage one of the subsidiaries she developed, she was reluctant.
"Still the same, Haidar does not want to go home in 2 months," said Gian explained, almost every day the debate between brother and sister occurred about returning home.
"Mas," called Jelita to look into Raka's eyes expectantly, she really missed her son. For example, at the age of 15 years his youngest son has been busy with his profession in the entertainment world.
"What, Honey?" Raka clasped Jelita's hand tightly, knowing she would have discussed her plans months ago.
"Do your last act, I can't resist longing. I want my son, I want to eat with him, I want him to be near me, Mas. Please yes," Jelita's plea-full.
Raka was silent for a moment, what might this be the best move. Yesterday night he had been talking about this carefully with his best friend Ardi. Again he followed Papa's footsteps, for Jelita's sake.
"If it's the best thing, then I'll do it." Raka looked at Jelita and Gian alternately, hoping that both of them would be relieved by her decision.
"Is Papa wrong? Haidar is still young, men his age will only play with love," said Gian rejected the Papa's decision subtly, the man did not want his brother was forced to accept the ridiculous wishes of his parents.
"There is no other way, Gian, all this time Papa freed Haidar to choose his path. And it's time he dutifully devoted to Papa," said Raka indisputably.
Gian was only able to nod when Raka passed out, he knew very well the nature of the Papa as well as the late Wijaya, the Grandfather. Even though he was thinking about the future of Haidar who is now at the peak of success in the entertainment world.
"Gian, please help Mama this time." Hope Jelita won't be realized if her eldest son doesn't participate. Gian's influence is so great for Haidar, it is because it is against the Papa firmly when Raka hinders Haidar's career.
"Ehem, yes, Ma." Gian smiled warmly, a little sorry he struggled so that Haidar could achieve his dream at that time. If he hadn't insisted on supporting Haidar's career, maybe this wouldn't have happened.
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While in other parts of the country, the man who is now with several colleagues is enjoying dinner together. Getting the nickname Sweet Baby because his face and age are still young makes Haidar easily recognizable.
"I'm sorry, excuse me for a moment" said Haidar so polite to them, a phone call from the brother made him furious earlier.
It was certain that the thing being talked about would be the same as yesterday, and Haidar's answer today would be the same. He could not go home in the middle of the filming process that he lived. Got the main role clearly Haidar has a big influence in it.
"Can you understand, then you asked me to come home because Mama was sick. But, I can't abandon my current responsibilities, Brother." Haidar spoke while holding back his frustration, even though he knew it was all his fault.
"Enough, Haidar," said a resolutely authoritative voice from behind the phone. Wrong he did not allow the caller to talk first to make him misinterpret.
"Pa-pa?" asked Haidar stiffly, really the man was too afraid of the Papa. Until deciding to block his parents' mobile number is the way of the ninja Haidar.
"Yes, it's Papa. Go home or produce a movie that you're doing Papa flicked." The reason Haidar chose to avoid Raka was this, he knew that Papa had a million powers that could have destroyed him in a snap of a finger.
"But, Pa, where might I go home," said Haidar full of worry, it's true that the threat of the Papa is not just a threat, he knows very well with it.
"Nothing is impossible, Haidar, do you know how your Mama cries every night hugging your picture? Is that what you want?" Raka's sentence in such a way often makes Haidar weak, even the man chose to disappear to avoid Raka's speech is his best choice.
"Don't be selfish, son, just this once," added Raka who made Haidar choose to accept the request of the Papa. At least he'll be home for a few days for his mom.
"Hem, I'm home next week, Pa." Haidar resigned, after all he had left Jelita long enough.
"Don't let Papa down this time, Haidar," Raka said, leaving Haidar wondering. I don't know why he felt uncomfortable with the ambiguous words of the Papa.
"Max ...." The phone connection was interrupted when Haidar still questioned Raka's speech, really annoying even now the Papa's attitude is still the same.
"Haidar," called someone as he patted her on the shoulder, Haidar turned his head while clucking in annoyance. It had become a habit of his Uncle coming suddenly like this.
"Why!! It's surprising" said Haidar, staring intently at Randy, who is now beside him.
The man who is Jelita's sister is still fit and looks handsome, the one-child man who still chooses actors as his profession is one of Haidar's protectors in the entertainment world.
"You why?" randy asked, looking at the astonished face of his nephew who was now bent.
"Papa asked me to come home. Huft .. there-is-is-nothing," complained Haidar sighing harshly, a little confused by his decision to agree with the request of the Papa.
"Come home?" Randy made sure, because Jelita also forced him to go home as soon as possible. Obviously this raises a question in Randy's mind.
"Yes, why, Om?" Haidar frowned, looking at the astonished Uncle who also looked surprised.
"Your chatty mom also forced me to go home, ironically she even threatened to ruin my career if I refused." Randy shook his head, at a young age Jelita remained just as annoying.
"What's the matter exactly?" Haidar stared intently at nanar without direction, again an uncomfortable feeling perched in his heart.
Tbc
HAIDER ZHAFRAN ABRISAM