ONE ROOF WITH YOU
Eps 1's

''Pa, don't stay in Cindhi Pa. Cindhi has no one but Papa, said the girl named Cindhi. He was crying in front of the stiffened body of his father.

Today is a day of destruction for Cindhi. He had to lose both the father figure and the mother figure in his life. Cindhi was born without a mother. His mother died while giving birth to him. All this time only his father took care of him until he was a big and smart body like this. Even until the death of his father never associated with any woman. He is loyal to the mediator of the wife who has left him for 26 years.

''Miss, Mr. Zeno's body will be buried right now. Miss who is patient and stoic yes, said Mr. Zeno's assistant who is still loyal to accompany his Master even though his Master is bankrupt and has nothing.

''Fine Uncle. I'm willing to let Papa go. Let Papa be calm in nature there, said Cindhi while wiping her tears that did not want to stop.

After the funeral was over, Cindhi was returned home by Ardi as Mr. Zeno's assistant mediator. But after arriving in front of the house, he got a letter if the house was confiscated. Cindhi's heart is broken again. The house that he lived in from childhood must finally be released.

''Miss, sorry. His house has been confiscated, said Ardi slowly.

''Everything is gone Uncle. I have to how?'' ask Cindhi who began to shed tears again.

''Master told me once. If you still have a distant brother, but he lives in Indonesia, precisely in Jakarta. Do you want to meet him? If so I will take care of your departure there Miss, said Ardi.

''But I don't have anything now Uncle. How can I go there?'' ask Cindhi.

''Don't worry Miss. I'll take care of everything. Because I will also return to my hometown in Manado, said Ardi.

''Thank you Uncle. I am so grateful to know such a good person as Uncle Ardi, Cindhi said.

''Alright, then please take your belongings Miss. Then let's go to my apartment. We will leave from there, said Uncle Ardi.

Cindhi enters the house one last time. He looked at the house closely, there was a sense of tightness that perched on his heart. At the age of 26 years, he could not do anything to save his father and his company. Even he could only foya-foya with what he had all along.

''Papa, I will meet our distant brother who is in Jakarta. I want to change Pa. I promise I won't be the old Cindhi, who can only spend your money. I will learn a lot there. May I meet good people there, Cindhi said with tears in her eyes.

After all his belongings were neatly arranged in the suitcase, he immediately went to Uncle Ardi's apartment.

''Our departure will be at 5pm, Miss. You should call your brother to be able to pick you up at the airport, said Uncle Ardi while handing a row of numbers to Cindhi.

Cindhi hesitantly received the number, and typed it into her cell phone.

''Tell them if you're going there Miss, '' said Uncle Ardi, who learned Cindhi was reluctant to call.

Cindhi nodded obediently, pressing the phone number she just copied into her phone. The first day had no answer, but the second ringing was immediately heard by a female voice.

''Hello, who is this?'' ask the woman behind the phone.

''Hello Aunt, I'm Cindhi. Papa Zeno's son, said Cindhi slowly.

''Yes, son, what's wrong?'' ask the woman gently.

''Auntie, can I go to Jakarta now? i, I already have no one here Tan anymore, Cindhi said as she held back her tears.

''Where are you, son? It's been a long time since we've heard from each other said the woman across the phone.

''Papa, papa there is no Tan. Papa died, Cindhi said with tears that could not be weathered anymore.

''Innalilahi, when is Nak? Why did no one tell Auntie, said the woman sounded shocked when she found out her brother was gone.

''Last night Aunt, and today Papa has just been buried, '' Cindhi said as she sobbed.

''Well Auntie, thank you, '' Cindhi said immediately ending the phone call.

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At 10 p.m., they had just arrived at Soekarno Hatta Airport. Uncle Ardi drove Cindhi to meet with his brother. He has not calmed down if the son of his former employer is still not met with his brother. Cindhi, after all, thinks of her as her own son. Because he was with Mr. Zeno when Cindhi was still in the middle of his mother's womb.

''I called Auntie Uncle, '' Cindhi said.

After the phone connection was connected, he immediately rushed to the waiting room because his aunt was there. He turned to the right and to the left to look for the Tantenya figure.

''Cindhi?'' call a woman who still looks beautiful even though she is almost half a century old.

''Tante?'' Cindhi hugged her brother. Although he did not know the face of his brother, but in Jakarta there was only one person who knew him.

''Darling, you've grown up, '' said Aunt Mayang as she returned Cindhi's embrace.

''I know, I am Aunt Mayang, '' said Aunt Mayang smiling towards Cindhi.

''I am very happy to meet Auntie, '' Cindhi said.

''And know, this is the son of Aunty,'' said Aunt Mayang introduced her son who has a flat face and looks cute.

''Cindhi, ''' Cindhi extended her hand to the man in front of her. The man returned Cindhi's handshake, but only at a glance.

''Ghazi,'' he said flatly.

''He is like a robot. Handsome, but cold, Cindhi.

After chatting for a long time, Cindhi was immediately invited to the house of Aunt Mayang. Before leaving he did not forget to say goodbye to Uncle Ardi.

''Uncle, I'll go first. Pray for Cindhi to be happy always. Hopefully we can meet again Uncle, Cindhi said hugging her former assistant Papa.

''Take care of yourself, miss. If there's anything don't hesitate tell me. I will definitely help as much as I can, said Uncle Ardi.

''Thank you Uncle. Uncle be careful, Cindhi said smiling sincerely towards Uncle Ardi.

''You are also Miss, '' said Uncle Ardi as he waved his hand before Cindhi walked away leaving him.

''My job is done, sir. May you be at peace in Heaven and Miss Cindhi be happy with her life now, Uncle Ardi's inner gaze upon Cindhi's departure.

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Welcome to the fourth novel.

Don't forget to leave a trace.

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