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02. Curious to See Friends

Verina says she's not feeling well. Can't help Tin in the kitchen. But her mother-in-law did not believe. Even more angry. “Rightly you are looking for a reason!” grunt with shiny eyes.

“Betul, Mom. I came..”

“Already! Already!” Mom turned. He stepped quickly after hitting his foot.

Verina stared until her father-in-law was lost behind the door. He slammed his body into the sofa. The anger in-laws was nothing new to Verina. And almost thrown every chance to meet him. As if I had not run out of materials. There is something in question to corner him.

Verina's relationship was strained with her in-laws after two years she became a new resident at the Mirwan Darmawan family home. Verina is judged to be unable to meet their expectations: presenting a grandchild.

As a wife and a woman, Verina was not reluctant to have children once her marriage to Timo was completed. He really wants to have a child. In their nights of love, he always mentioned wanting to have many children.

“At least 6 people. Let's have a volleyball club,” said Verina. Although it was considered a joke, but Verina was very serious about her desire to have children. Not only did it meet the expectations of the Mirwan family. But that is one of the purposes of housing. Have children. Have a happy family. Lots and fun every day.

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Sisca squirmed while opening her eyes. Behind the white curtains looks bright hue. Morning light enters between the halves of the glass covering cloth. Next door, Morin is seen still hugging a bolster pillow. Sisca got up from the spring bed.

Sisca approached the glass window and flicked the curtains. Morning light seeped between the tall buildings across the street. Sisca sat down after gulping down the mineral water in the bottle. The morning mist gradually left the tops of the building. It continues the view to the side of the tall building with silver color.

Across the two-striped street, two-story buildings are seen circling a large yard. There were two basketball courts within the spacious courtyard after the gate. On both sides of the courtyard grew flowers and protective trees. At the back were several buildings taller than the one in front.

“Have changed a lot,” muttered Sisca. There were no silver tall buildings. If it's not wrong then it's still empty land. The hotel is now in place. Sisca did not forget. In this location, there are many houses, some of which sell food and drinks.

A lot has changed. Only the building in front of the school grounds is still an old building. There was a large hallway in the middle which was the road to the building that was at the back. Sisca has not forgotten. The building to the far left was local in third grade.

“See what you are?” ask Morin who is still laying down.

“Sini. You look. Already changed a lot of our school in the past,” Sisca without taking a look.

Morin got off the spring bed and stood next to Sisca. “It's been fifteen years. Surely a lot has changed. This hotel did not exist at that time. You remember, here used to be a lontong store that we often snack on.”

“Betul. Right. But I forgot the name of the mother who sold the lontong.”

Morin tried to remember and then shook his head. “I don't remember either. His mother is fat but likes to laugh.”

“Not only that mom with my classmates I don't seem to remember everything. Maybe if I meet you later just remember. Ah, so want to see them soon.”

Morin took a chair and sat down. “But with Timo you definitely don't forget right?” ledek Morin laughed.

Sisca glanced at him with a smile. “Marketing also what she looks like now.”

“Definitely add handsome and bonafit. You haven't seen her since we finished?”

Sisca shook her head. “Can also be the other way around.” But soon he got the word. “Hopefully not so.”

“Surely no one has come. The show's at nine. Still long. Now it's only seven,” said Sisca glanced at the clock.

“We go to the hotel restaurant first breakfast. No friends of ours are also staying at this hotel. I can meet them. Crowded it. Let's take a shower.”

Without waiting for approval, Morin stood rushing to the toilet. “I first yes.”

Sisca agrees. “Wah, true too. Must have met at restaurant.”

Half an hour later the two went down to the first floor. Morin used light green toad pants combined with a shirt and a white hijab. Looks a bit formal. He also added a belt at the bottom so that his body shape looks thin. While Sisca is more relaxed with jeans seleborr with the top of a black t-shirt rather tight wrapped in a plaid motif blazer.

They were greeted with the standard hospitality of star hotels by dropping off at the right-hand side center table. As soon as Sisca sat down, she rolled her eyes. Many hotel guests had breakfast. Returning her gaze with a grim face, Sisca shook her head. “It looks like no one I know.”

“We take breakfast first. Maybe soon there are our friends who go down,” said Morin while moving to the table where the breakfast menu is neatly arranged. There are plenty of breakfast menu choices. Morin took green sieve porridge, two slices of bread, fruits and warm tea with creamer. While Sisca is interested in white fried rice, toast, fruit juice and white coffee.

“I'm sure our reunion will be festive. Many came because it's our school's 30th anniversary. Like you and me just this time come.”

“I am because far away. If you still live in Medan or nearby cities must come,” said Sisca reasoned.

“Now is close.”

“Tak far indeed but a lot of work. Our hotel in Toba has only been operating for six months. Much to handle.” Sisca stopped her mouthful. “You alone who live in Sibolga never come.”

“Those years were hard for children. Still small. Not forward anymore. I'll come if there's a reunion.”

Morin raised his gaze at the entrance of the restaurant and then pointed straight ahead. He shouted with a bright face, “That fat blue shirt looks like our friend. Oh, forgot my name. Who is it?”

Sisca followed Morin's direction. A veiled woman dressed in a blue dress entered the restaurant room. It spins memories. “It seems like I used to not wear glasses. I recall. That's Nadia. Yes, definitely Nadia it,” said Sisca while raising her hand. “Nadia, Nadia here.”

The woman looked at him with round eyes. A second later he smiled and stepped swiftly towards Morin and Sisca. Body wagging. “You Sisca and Morina?” point it out with your mouth open.

Morina and Sisca stood developing hands. All three cuddle. “Fifteen years we can't see ya. Face only if you forget to remember.”

The three are staring at each other. “Where do you live?

“I'm in Padang. Last night nyampe. You two stay here too?”

“I and Sisca until afternoon. Baregan.”

Although the table of six people was only three, but the table in the middle of the right side was busy and lively. Busy telling themselves each other and festive with laughter and teasing. They convey the longing and joy of being able to meet.

“Definitely will be festive reunion us later,” said Nadia who claimed to need hardness of heart to be able to come. “Cause of curiosity want to see old friends.”