My student's my future husband?
Extra Story - Gathering

Two small children run around in the yard, chasing a colorful ball belonging to one of them. Both of them were already very familiar despite their status of being little uncles and nephews. It was Finn and Ryu who were playing kickball in the backyard of Ferdian's house. It has become a habit, Arsene always brings his small family to stay at his parents' house on weekends. So did that day.

The plan, that day the Ferdian Family will be the arrival of guests from afar. Guests who rarely come to visit because they live abroad. Though he was Ferdian's best friend since childhood, namely Ridho Effendi. Yes, the Ridho Family will come to visit that Saturday.

Ajeng and Zaara, also assisted by Kirei, prepared everything especially for the dish matter. Although there is Arsene there, it's just that Arsene is more busy paying attention to his youngest son and younger brother who play together. While Ferdian made sure all his domestic assistants tidied up his house.

The sun is getting warmer. Arsene takes Ryu, and tells Finn to rest. Finn is six years old, while Ryu is three. The two boys were very familiar with each other when they met. Even Finn always missed his little niece.

“Finn, have a drink with Mommy, gih!” arsene said he saw his brother sweat and thirst.

‘I want to take another shower,” said the narrow-eyed boy with thick hair like his father.

“Tell me first with Mommy!” exclaimed Arsene again who was still holding Ryu who was both sweating.

“You take a shower too,” Ryu said.

“Ask the same uma first huh?” take Arsene to bring the white toddler to her mother.

“Uma, Ryu can shower again no?” arsene asked his wife who was in the kitchen.

Zaara approached them.

“Sticking really is!” zaara touched her son's body.

“Finally running on.”

“Udah you guys swim aja,” exciting Ajeng who is making fruit soup.

“Yeaa I want to swim!” finn exclaimed cheerfully as he opened his clothes in the kitchen and ran towards the small swimming pool behind.

“I want to swim,” Ryu cheered with his voice cute and unclear pronunciation.

“Aduh, dad so get wet!” complained Arsene.

“Ya has been ajar, his guests have not come,” said Zaara.

“Yes!” Forced Arsene to follow his son's wishes and jump into the small swimming pool to watch him.

Small balls and buoys of various characters float above the pool. Finn cheerfully splashed water on Ryu's enthusiastic face. Arsene got carried away, he played with his youngest brother and his son there.

For several tens of minutes, the three were engrossed in playing. Zaara approached, bringing a towel for her son.

“Ryu ease of yuk?!” take friendly.

“Tuh said uma already, tomorrow again huh?” persuade Arsene to take the toddler to the terrace.

Zaara immediately wrapped around the body of her son who was only wearing underwear with a towel and went from there to be cleaned again.

“Finn, hopefully! Tomorrow again. Later there will be temen daddy coming,” invite Arsene.

“Huuuuh!” the boy could only complain before Ajeng finally came and invited him to end the game.

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A black van was parked in front of the fence of the Ferdian residence. Before long some people came down from there. Two dark-brown teenagers, a five-year-old boy with two hairpins, a blonde toddler and a married couple.

“Assalamu’alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,” exclaim the typical shortcut haired man with his shirt shirt suit and jeans. Glasses perched on his face, he held a bright-skinned toddler typical of Caucasians, followed by the other four family members.

“Wa’alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,” replied Ferdian who came out of the front door of his house.

“God, Idhoo!” ferdian exclaimed cheerfully at the companions he had not seen for a long time, except for the reunion 5 years ago.

Ridho dropped his ball and hugged his best friend. Pat each other on the back and let go of the miss. They looked at each other, excited about the moment.

“How are you, Men?” tanya Ridho patted the shoulder of his high friend.

“Aalhamdulillah's. How are you, Dho?”

“Alhamdulillah amazing, emejing!” said Ridho laughing.

Ajeng, Arsene, and Zaara came out as well to greet their guests.

“Udah add again Dho?” tanya Ferdian stared at the little fives who always asked to be carried by Ridho.

“Yes that's it!” said Ridho chuckled holding back the toddler.

“Come in-entry!” bring Ferdian.

Ferdian took his guests to the spacious back porch, so that the meeting was warm because of their many children.

“Masya Allah, your children Dho, saucy all!” joked Ajeng when the children of Ridho greeted him.

“Alhamdulillah Miss. Sustenance dapet bule's wife, hehe..” he said chuckled and never took off the call for his lecturer.

Ajeng, Ferdian, Ridho and Patricia sat on the sofa that had been moved to the terrace.

“Who is this called?” asked Ferdian to the toddler who was always carried by Ridho.

“Marcello, call it Cello.”

The toddler looked cold and speechless staring at all the new faces there.

“How old is he?” ask Ajeng.

“Three years,” replied Patricia.

“Wah, the same age as Ryu,” said Ajeng.

“Who Ryu?” ask Ridho plain.

“Gooddaughter, Dho! Grandson!” exclaim Ferdian laughing.

Ridho laughed, forgetting that his best friend had become a young grandfather.

“Abaaang, where's Ryu?” ask Ajeng to Arsene just set the cake on the buffet table.

“Ryu is still on top of the same umanya.”

“Sini play with, there are friends of his age,” exciting Ajeng.

“Yes, Mom!”

They talked to each other warmly, asked for news and told each other there.

“Tumben home, Dho! Though not lebaran,” said Ferdian who took cookies on the table.

“Yes again there need nih.”

“Same Leo?” guess Ferdian, investigate Patricia's older brother.

“Ya that's it. Leo has a need, he needs my help. Yes Hon?” Ridho nudged his wife who was feeding Cello.

“Yes, my existing sister needs to. All vacation here,” replied Patricia.

Ferdian is aware of the whereabouts of Leonardo Bocchi, Patricia's older brother, who founded a media company in the city, which is also part of the Winata Media Utama group, his family-owned media company.

“Dho, this is your youngest son bule, looks like Paty really huh? Different from his brothers who look very blasteran Indo,” said Ajeng.

“Custom, Miss. The youngest child is usually dapet sari the most cute,” said Ridho just origin.

“Well Ryu is coming. Ryu, here's a cello acquaintance!” terang Ajeng enthusiastically saw his granddaughter who was neat with her new clothes.

The two young boys looked at each other coldly. Ajeng and Patricia moved their hands and shook hands with each other, albeit reluctantly.

“Today you guys why is it so cold like this acquaintance anyway?” sembang Ajeng held Ryu.

Patricia laughing.

“Cello is like that, Ajeng! He is not too familiar with strangers.”

“If Ryu is not actually. Maybe the atmosphere is the same as his opponent huh?”

“Maybe.”

The parents talked warmly. The youngsters sitting on the garden chairs looked awkward to each other. They are Mikail and Malala, twin sisters, who are now accompanied by Kirei, who is also in love with them. The last time they met, they were familiar. Maybe because of the age that is getting older, so a sense of awkwardness enveloped. However, Kirei, who is now sitting in the XII High School chair, is trying to get along.

“Lala, are you in college next year?” ask Kirei in English.

“Yups. The plan is I will take courses Design like Mama,” Malala replied smiling.

Malala has a beautiful blaster face. Her eyes were big like Patricia's, with beads tanned like her long hair color. His body was not too slender, and not too tall.

“Means you guys are going to college together?” asked Kirei again staring at Malala and Mikail alternately.

“Which I will definitely go to college. I don't know with Mike!” lala said, glancing at her twin sister.

“I'm going to college in Business, like Papa Leo!” Mikail.

For some reason seeing Mikail, Kirei felt misgivings. Although handsome, but there was a sinister aura from his personality that he did not know. Mikail and Malala are not identical twins, especially because they are both of different sexes. Mikail's eyes are smaller than Malala's. Their hair and hair color are the same. Mikail's face was blaster, but Ridho's face looked more dominant.

Meanwhile, Mariya, Ridho's third child, was engrossed in playing the swing by herself. Then get down from there and run towards his mother.

“Cello, let's play swing!” The little girl pulled her brother's arm.

“Be careful, Darling!” Patricia let the two play together.

Arsene takes Ryu there and watches the children there. Finn brought the ball again. Seeing the ball, Mariya and Cello became enthusiastic to play the ball that Finn brought.

“Uma, here help me keep the bocil-bocil!” arsene waved to his wife.

“Iiih funny you guys on playing here,” Zaara looks fun looking at the kids there. Arsene and Zaara sat on a well-groomed green grass.

“Add yuk!” Arsene nudged his wife's body.

“Yuuuk! Rich rame ya have a lot of children gini,” exclaimed Zaara.

“Tuh right, said I also all make a team, haha!” arsene's words made Zaara pinch her husband's arm.

“Sick, Babe!”

Zaara giggled to see her husband rubbing his sturdy arm.

“Next week to grandma's house huh?” pinta Zaara's.

“What's the matter?”

“Kata Abi, anyone want to know Aunt Orange.”

“What does it mean?” arsene did not understand.

“Introduction, ta’aruf, Brother Darling!”

“Oh yes? Thank goodness!”

“Bawain cake!”

“Ready!”

Both of them looked at the little boy who was there. Some of them could fight. But they got back together. Funnily enough, the communication there is interconnected, even though Mariya uses English, while Finn uses Indonesian mixed English. Ryu and Cello are excited to see the flowers.

Lunch time has arrived. They all enjoyed the menu available.

“Here till when, Dho?” ask Ferdian on the sidelines for lunch.

“Sunday next rich. How to finish the show Leo aja,” replied Ridho.

“Ooh, what is the event if you can know?” ask Ferdian curiously.

Ridho looked at each other with his wife, asking for an opinion. Patricia nodded.

“In a way please, Fer. Coincidentally Leo already got the woman he wanted to marry.”

“Wow, Bandung guy?” ask Ferdian.

“Iya, her woman lives in Bandung.”

“Great, hopefully smooth the show.”

“Aamiiin.”

Patricia is completely overwhelmed with the Cello who always takes her home from there.

“Beauty, we'll be home soon. Okay?”

“I want to meet Papa Leo!” he said he uses English.

“Okay, after this we meet Papa Leo.”

Ferdian and Ajeng looked confused to see Cello, until finally Arsene gave a very beautiful pink cupcake.

“Say what, Cello?” ask Patricia.

“Thank you!” said cute.

“You’re welcome,” replied Arsene.

The new cello can be silent, while enjoying a soft cream.

“Did he call his uncle with Papa Leo?” ask Ajeng.

“Yes, our kids call my brother with Papa Leo. Leo himself asked for it when the twins were born.”

“Ooh..”.

Finally the banquet was over, as was their meeting that afternoon. Ferdian's family drove his guests to the car.

“Dho, do you know if you'll be back?” pinta Ferdian before Ridho got into his car.

“Ready, Men! We say yes, thank you very much Fer, Miss Ajeng!”

“See you again!”

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Because in the next story the arrival of Ridho, yes I have made their story here. As well as treating kangen, hihi...