Quarter Century Duda
Meet After a Long Time

"Be careful, Son ...."

The woman who was near middle age was holding Citra's body, so that Citra's body did not get slammed into the ground. Even now, the middle-aged woman was still hugging Citra for a moment.

"Beautiful Care .. look at that, the roots of the tree are also visible on the ground. If the walk is less careful later you can fall," he said by rubbing Citra's back.

"Thank you" replied the image, whose breath now sounded more roaring, with both eyes already glazed over and her face reddened.

The image was about to cry, of course because it almost fell. Besides, he was also shocked. Thank goodness someone is willing to help her now.

Until sounding footsteps and calling Citra. "Partner, you're okay, baby?"

Yes, it was Opa Tendean who was half running when chasing Citra earlier. Opa Tendean was shocked and panicked because his grandson suddenly ran. From behind, Opa Tendean also saw how Citra had almost fallen. Fortunately, now there are people who help Citra.

Hearing the sound of her Opanya, Citra immediately stood up and hugged her Opanya. In the arms of his Opinion, then Citra shed her tears.

"Excuse Image, Opa ... The image was less careful. The image of seeing the beautiful bird and wanting to get close" he replied.

Opa Tendean hugged Citra and immediately carried her. Then slowly Opa Tendean stood up and now his eyes were on the woman who had helped the image. When the two netra stood against each other, Opa Tendean's feelings flinched. Why did it feel like the face he was looking at now was so familiar.

"bt ... Dianthi?"

Yes, Opa Tendean was very sure that the woman was Dianti. The woman he knew more than 25 years ago. So, why can now meet again in such an accident?

"Mas ... Dean?"

"Of familiar?" ask Citra with eyes that look at her Opanya now.

"Why?"

Dianti replied and was confused by Citra who called the man as Opa.

Until slowly Opa Tendean nodded his head slowly. "True, Dian .. This is my granddaughter, her name is Citra," she replied.

There was a faint smile on the face of the woman who was now 46 years old. It looks funny when observing Citra which is now still in the sling of Opanya.

"Mas Dean's grandson?" ask again. Because, there is a feeling of disbelief when you see Tendean already has grandchildren. So, Diane asked again.

Opa Tendean nodded his head slowly. "True, she's Aya's daughter, my daughter," Tendean replied.

Dianti nodded her head and smiled at Citra. Smiling and not believing that the Tendean he once knew had grandchildren. Time has been running that long. The man he used to know in Bandung only, now has been called Opa. It feels ridiculous for Dianti.

"Opa, so this is Opa's friend?" ask the image again.

"Yes, Citra. Opa's friend. What better, Citra call you, Di?" ask Tendean.

Then Diane smiled. "If it's called Aunty I'm old, you better call Oma. Oma Dianti" he replied.

The image responded by nodding its head and giving a greeting. "Hello, Oma Dianti .. I Citra," he said, staring at Oma Dianti there.