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MCB05: CHILDHOOD MEMORY

For those of you who know the Atmadja family, from my work Forced to Get Married. This is the love story of Rava and Renata's son, Ramses Atmadja. Don't forget to stop by my new work "My Childhood Husband". Thank ye.

Twenty years later.

The morning sun welcomed the arrival of the family from Rava Atmadja, the son of Raka Atmadja and Evacalista. Nine years ago, Rava was forced to bring his wife and two children to settle in New York City. Not without reason. Rava inevitably, he had to bring his wife and children, to come with him. Because, the company he once raised himself, almost went out of business because people trust no longer can be trusted. A lot of embezzlement was done by the people in his company, without Rava and the rest of the family knowing.

Eventually, after everything returned to normal. Rava brought back his family, to settle down and live in Jakarta, after Ramses finished his schooling. But not Rebecca. Because, when Ramses finished school, Rebecca was in the hunt to enroll in one of the universities in New York.

"How's it?" Rava looked at his son. They were walking towards the airport exit.

"Still the same," replied Ramesses briefly. He pulled both corners of his lips.

Rava, wearing sunglasses and disturbing Renata, smilingly looked at his grown-up son.

"It feels like I still can't believe that the two Rs have grown as big as they are now" Rava told Renata.

Renata looked at Ramses. "Why does it look so much like Papa Raka?"

"Can. His eyes were never defeated. Yeah, could've been passed down to his granddaughter." Rava chimed in.

"But more Rams, right?" The young man looked at Papa and his mother. Both corners of her lips were small interested. Hard enough, to be able to find a big smile from Rava and Renata's children.

"You're really his granddaughter. Looks like, Papa likes to say that too." Rava laughed. Renata moreover. He really remembered, if his father-in-law, did not want his good looks in the rivali by anyone. Even if it's with his own son.

"That's Uncle Defan," pointed Ramses at the crowd that was already waiting at the door of the foreign arrival. Defan realized, was quick to take a swing.

"Why did he come?" gumam Rava slowly.

Defan ran as fast as he could, to reach Rava.

"Sister," he said while embracing Rava. He held onto Rava. His beloved brother, whom he always misses.

"Fan," call Rava.

"Uncle .. Didn't you just a week ago meet us, with Aunt Alice, and the twins?" reprimand Ramses astonishment.

"Sstt .. You're ruining it. Let's just say, pretend to let go of that longing." Defan loosened his embrace and looked dejectedly at Ramses. Quickly, Rava brushed off Defan's two hands from him.

"You think my son can be a fool? don't be weird, Fan. Now help push our luggage" Rava said, turning his eyes to Ramses.

"It's not necessary, Pa. Papa don't see what, Uncle and Rams' bodies, the difference is very far. So, let this be Ramses' job." The son of Rava and Renata, smiled slightly. Without waiting for a response and protest from Defan, he walked first in front of them. Defan's mouth was sharpened, he followed the motion in which direction Ramesses walked.

"Dam. Why am I saying it like that. He was tall like Raka's uncle, why he insulted so much" Defan said. Renata and Rava laughed.

"Don't be sad. You're shorter than him. You don't know if he's a basketball player over there?"

"No."

"Pity."

"Already, Fan. Brother is very tired. How's dong?" Renata cut down on the chatter of the two.

"Egh yes. Let's go home. Your home is like a nursing home. All the parents have gathered there, to welcome your arrival. Let's move on" Defan said. Rava and Renata rushed along, following Defan. Back remembering. When Raka and Eva came, they both looked very old. Their hair looks white. However, there is still a harmony of love and affection between the two. Still able to carry their bodies, walk long distances, although there feels a limit due to their age.

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After the reception at their home was over. Ramses chose his parents' permission first, to lay down his body. He looked up at the ceiling of his room. His eyes looked blank, but his mind flew to the girl who could not, he said goodbye.

"Rombs." Renata suddenly entered his son's room. Ramses quickly took his body to sit down. He smiled faintly, seeing Renata coming.

"What's up, Ma?"

"This is the milk, honey."

Ramesses suddenly sad, "ma ... Rams no longer needed it. Rams is already big. Should I drink milk before bed?" tanyanya.

Renata who was already sitting in front of Ramses smiled.

"Darling .. Papa has been drinking milk until now. Masaan, you're desperate? he said he wanted to be an international basketball player. How the hell? drink that milk, not see how big the guy is. How old is he. It's also necessary, for a child your age." Renata again thrust a glass of warm milk towards Ramses.

"But, Ma–"

"There's no buts, honey. Spend it. Mama especially made for Ramses, Mama and Papa's favorite child. Her sister is Rebecca's sister" Renata said with a smile.

Ramses took his breath. He also received a gift from the woman in front of him.

"Thank you, Ma," he replied.

"Drink in front of Mama dong" said Renata ascertained.

Ramses was completely unable to escape. He finally chose to gulp down the white milk, in front of Renata.

"Here, Ma." Renata rubbed both corners of his son's lips, then he stood up.

"Good night, honey. It's a beautiful dream" Renata said. He walked over and touched the light switch, so that Ramses could fall asleep.

Seeing his mother so happy, Ramses smiled.

"Sometimes you think a twenty-year-old like me is like a two-year-old in his eyes." He returned to his body. Her memory re-emerged, the girl during her childhood.

The girl he hadn't seen in the past year. Because the little girl Ramses knew, moved and settled in California, because her papa was sickly. So, Ramses did not get to see him before moving to Jakarta. No word from the little girl's family.

"Small, innocent, adorable, pigtail hair two, uneven powder on his face, his mouth that likes to talk very fast, second date teeth on the front, what else? argh, I'll keep it in my childhood memory. Let's just hope your name stays 'Cloe'. So I can get to know you in one meeting"

As Ramses recalled, three years before the move of the girl named Cloe to California. The girl spoke to Ramses aloud, on a green meadow, in Central Park.

"May we be a fool someday. I will find you, even at the end of the world. Although, you look a lot like a lump of ice. But I can feel, if your heart looks like ginger, warming." Cloe smiled, revealing her dated teeth. Here, they had already turned seventeen. Entering the age of teenagers.

"We'll see what you say. Is it true that a little Koala like you, can find Olaf?"

Ramses he smiled, then tried to close his eyes to fall asleep immediately. Although it is very difficult, because it has to adjust the sleep time in the previous country.

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