Other Dream Women
Chapter 91. When the Universe Discovered

"Well, how do you ask for more juice like this? What the hell is going on?"

Bintari's face still shows a look full of question marks when since then the question that dwells in the mind still he has not met the answer. There was no wind, there was no rain, suddenly the husband asked him to cook various dishes. As a result until this moment, the beak woman was still busy in the kitchen assisted by Asih.

"Usually if it's like that as a hunch that there will be guests from far away, Mom," Asih timpal expressed his opinion.

"Is it really like that, Bik? But whose guest?" Bintari linked her gaze towards Candra. Trying to find justification of the Asih argument. "Who would Dad come? Do you have any relatives or acquaintances of distant people?"

"Come on, Mom, I don't understand either. Suddenly I want more food to eat" replied Candra casually.

"Hmmmmm... This dad, if it's a lot like this who wants to spend Dad? If there's any leftovers, right?"

"What is Mubazir Ma'am? From a distance Aya heard how serious the discussion?"

Aya's voice suddenly heard in the sense of hearing makes everyone in the kitchen anchor their respective views towards Cahya. The woman chose to gather in the kitchen after hearing the crowd sourced from there.

"This is Ay, your father suddenly asked for more food. I'm just worried if it reaches redundancy because it doesn't run out," complained Bintari.

Cahya who heard the story of the mother only responded with a knotty smile. Indeed, he knew that the one who would come home was the brother but he deliberately did not tell his parents. But somehow the feeling of the father is so strong, even though the return of the brother no one knows except him.

"Don't worry, Mom. If you are worried that this food will not run out, we can distribute it to the neighbors. Is that right, Dad?"

"Well, that's right Ay. Finally someone defended me. There's not much protest because I'm asking for more food."

"Aiihhhh, Father and son indeed make no difference. There is a saying that the fruit falls not far from the tree."

"Yes, if it is far from the tree, it means it has been carried away, ma'am."

"Haha hahahaha!"

The people gathered in the kitchen were both laughing as they dissolved in jest. Until their preoccupation is delayed when they hear the roar of the sound of cars entering the yard area. They both turned to the source of the sound and saw a white car entering the yard area of the house.

"Well, whose car is that? How is it that we're strangers in our vision?"

Bintari said as she scrunched her forehead. He was really curious who the owner of a luxury car who visited this residence.

"Dad knows less, Mom. We better go ahead to make sure, "take Candra to his wife.

Candra, Cahya and Bintari walked hand in hand towards the courtyard. Until finally they arrived at the terrace and boisterous sound of the voice of Alina and Malika calling someone's name.

"Om Sky!!!!!"

Cahya was slightly stunned when she heard the name called by her two daughters. Until he focused his eyes on the figure of the man who had just come out of the car.

"Sky Glass?" cahya Lirih.

"Alina, Malika?" exclaiming the Sky that was no less surprised anyway.

A smile rose on the lips of the man as these two little children immediately ran towards him. He slightly bent his body to be able to hold tightly the bodies of these two little girls.

Not much different from Cahya, Candra was also shocked to death when she saw the figure of a man her age who had just come out of the car. Candra lips until gaping wide with two perfectly rounded eyes when seeing who came.

"The chakras?!!!!"

"Cakras? Is this really Cakra?" ask Candra to make sure. He worries if it gets wrong.

Cakra chuckled slowly. Eagerly, he pulled his best friend's hand and hugged his body. "Did this face of mine turn so much more handsome that it made you hesitate?"

"MashaAllah .... It turns out you were right Cakra, my best friend."

Cakra stretched his arms. "Yes I'm Cakra, your best friend and the person you helped a few decades ago."

"Oh my God, I really didn't expect that we would be reunited again, Kra. I guess after our children's matchmaking efforts fail, we won't meet again, but it turns out..."

Cakra patted Candra on the shoulder to trim the speech of his best friend. "Clearly can not, after all our relationship must remain intertwined even though we do not become besan. Is that right, isn't it?"

Candra nodded her head, agreeing with Cakra's speech. "Betul Kra's. Who are you here with?"

"But with my son and wife, Can."

Candra linked her gaze towards the man who was currently holding her two grandchildren. And some questions come to mind. The man approached towards the sky.

"In a moment, for a second, this is why Grandpa's grandchildren can get along with this Om immediately? Do you know this Om?" candra asked her two grandchildren.

The two little girls nodded at the same time. "Sure Cake. Om this is good Om. His name is Om Langit. Malika and I used to drink ice cream in Om Langit's office."

"Cake Racket. Om This is Om the good Om. In the past this Om Langit who also helped Mother when Mother's car broke down on the road when driving us to school."

"Om Sky?" Candra again linked her gaze towards Cakra. "Kra, isn't your son Blue? Why is this the sky? Which son are you again?" ask Candra curiously.

Cakra. "The sky and Blue are the same people, Can. My son's name is Sky Blue." Cakra stopped his laughter. He linked his gaze towards Cahya who was still fixated and frozen. "Son, who are you?"

Cahya was slightly stunned and started to wake up from her daydream. "I'm Cahya, Om. Candra's father's daughter."

Now it's Cakra's turn to frown. "Cahia? Isn't Candra's daughter Kamila? This why is it Cahya?" Unable to hold back her curiosity, Cakra stared intently at her best friend. "Can, which one is your daughter again?"

"Yes obviously my only daughter, Kra. His name is Cahya Kamila," said Candra with an echoing laughter.

"So, we used to introduce our children with names that are not nicknames? And... a minute, a minute..."

Cakra drew near to the still faithful Sky carrying these two little children. "Lang, so you and Cahya already know each other while living in Jogja?"

"Yes Pa. Me and Cahya already know each other. Yes, even though our initial introduction was unintentionally, thank God we are still awake until now."

"MashaAllah .... It turns out that the universe brought you together, not because of the arranged marriage that Papa planned with Papa's best friend." A wide smile rose on Cakra's lips. He patted the son's shoulder. "This is the woman Papa was going to marry you, Lang. Camila!"

Oh Allah ... It turns out Kamila and Cahya are the same person. At this time, he and I were reunited in their own circumstances. Is this a sign from You, that Cahya is my soul mate?

O Allah, no one really thought in this way that I and this man called Blue were met. It is not implied what is behind all this, O God, until You write down a path of destiny that is never unexpected like this

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Sorry just had an update huh Kak.. It just arrived in the city of origin🤣🤣🤣 for some parts in the future we focus on Cahya and Sky first yes. after that we return to the life of Awan and Mega.we monitor, are they successful with culinary efforts? or just the opposite... ☺☺☺