
Bimo and Ren were waiting for someone at the airport, they were both waiting for more than ten minutes but the person who was waiting for him had not yet seen his nose, the plane landed less than five minutes ago.
"Ck, they're a long time ago." Ren paced back and forth staring at the exits of the passengers from LN and since then the aunt he was waiting for has not been seen.
Bimo just sat in the waiting chair, he was used to seeing his son who could not wait, let alone more than five minutes.
After nearly fifteen minutes of waiting, finally the person they expected was seen coming out of the waiting door and Alisa who saw her nephew standing waved her hand. "The..!!" Alisa's call is still the same as it used to be, her favorite call.
"Auntie.." Ren waved his hand and smiled.
Bimo stands up when Ren calls out 'aunt'.
"Aaa my niece." Alisa immediately hugged Birendra when she arrived in front of a tall and handsome man like her sister-in-law when she was young.
"Auntie how are you." Ren returned Alisa's embrace with pleasure.
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"Can't you change your call." Enraged Alisa hits Ren's shoulder, making Ren laugh. Since Alisa did not want to be called aunty, she preferred to be called aunty, but the wayward Ren liked to bully Alisa.
"My tongue is used to aunt." Ren chuckled.
"Hay champ." Ren greeted Alisa's ten-year-old son.
"Hay uncle." Greet Glen with her sweet smile, making her dimples visible.
Bimo greets Alisa's husband or her sister-in-law, Giovanni.
"How are you." Gio said in Indonesian but his western dialect is still thick.
"Okay, you guys how are you." Bimo returned his sister-in-law's embrace. "We're all good, and congratulations to the goal." Gio smiled, having Alisa's wife made him able to learn Indonesian fluently, although his western dialect was still thick but Gio was fluent as well as his son.
"Sister." Alisa looked at Bimo with teary eyes, she missed so much the figure of the man who loved her so much.
"Hay, little girl." Bimo smiled and spread out his hands, welcoming a hug to Alisa.
"You miss your sister." Alisa cries in the arms of her sister-in-law, Alisa's words mean so much, and only Alisa herself knows.
"Hmm, we miss you too." Bimo answered by rubbing Alisa's shoulder which he already considered to be his own sister. Bimo has loved Alisa since she was seven years old. And because of that Bimo can not change his affection to love as Alisa used to feel. And Bimo hopes Alisa is happy with her family.
Bimo took off his embrace, and smilingly wiped the tears on Alisa's cheek. "Let's visit your sister's house." He said, still developing a smile. Alisa nodded with a smile livened by sobbing Isaac.
Gio who saw it was silent, he knew that the wife missed her dead brother, and Gio also knew that his wife had feelings for his widowed sister-in-law, but all that is meaningless for Gio, because as long as they are married and live with Alisa shows her affection and love so sincerely for him and their baby. And it was enough for Gio if Alisa no longer had feelings for her sister-in-law, and that happened when Alisa was a teenager.
Gio only briefly knew Bimo can also conclude, who is a woman who is not crazy about a man like her brother-in-law, surely all women want to be his companion, he said, but Gio is resuscitated if the love that Bimo has is so great to his late wife that it makes the man so difficult to accept a new one, and Gio can learn from his sister-in-law's character who loves only one woman for good. And she meets Alisa, a kind and cheerful woman who can change her from a bad thing to a better thing, and because Alisa herself becomes a better man than ever. Gio is very lucky to have a woman like Alisa, and maybe the character of his late sister-in-law is the same as his wife Alisa.
They all follow Bimo to the car, and Ren as the driver.
Bimo sits in the rear passenger seat with Glen and Gio, while Alisa sits in the passenger seat beside Ren driving.
"Aunty heard from Ceenah, you're married." Alisa's asking glanced at her niece. Ceenah is Alisa's call to Sena, her super cute and cold niece.
"Already aunty, even aunty will get two more nieces." Ren replied with a smile.
"Rendra, replace that call with aunty, and it's more convenient." Alisa said as she glanced at her niece.
Ren just laughed. "Aunty's face deserves to be called aunty." Ren laughed again.
The two men behind could only shake their heads, the two people in front were like that if they met long ago never changed.
"Glen are you happy to come to Indonesia." Bimo rubbed the head of Glen who was beside him.
"Of course Uncle, 'cause here is Mommy's town.." Glen smiled happily.
"He was the most enthusiastic to come here besides his mother." Gio patted his son slowly.
"Glen also wants to go to school here uncle,"
"Yes, Glen will definitely stay here."
They chatted with each other if Bimo and Gio were discussing business, eating Ren and Alisa just slurring each other and making fun of each other, and Glen closed his eyes tired after a long air journey.
The car that Ren was steering entered the yard of the house is still the same as before in the eyes of Alisa, a house that has a lot of memories in it.
Alisa came out of the car, standing staring at the same two-story building before she left the city.
"Come.." Bimo embraces Alisa's shoulder to enter immediately, because they know that Alisa must remember her past in this house with her sister.
"Boy, this is your uncle's house going to stay here first before moving into your house." Said Bimo who opened the main door, and in front there stood three people, Aaron and Sena, there is also Alexa money to welcome the arrival of the aunt of her husband.
"Oh, want gosh, Ceenah my niece." Alisa rounded her eyes, looking at Sena who was standing with just an ordinary face was not as enthusiastic as Ren who welcomed her.
"Welcome, aunt Alisa." Said Sena with a thin smile, but reply Alisa with a face snatched, and it made Sena more happy.
"You really can't make me happy." Alisa said annoyed and immediately hugged Sena.
"Mommy can't be angry, get old soon." Glen's chirps made them all laugh, but not with Alisa's increasingly irritated face.