Ryanthi: Sweet Cake, Bitter Reality
Make Peace with Memories

Tonight Moedya did not sleep in her workshop. He decided to go home. His mood was in chaos at this moment. What he saw last night was indeed something that was very annoying to him.

"How's your workshop, Jun?" asked Ranum after dinner. They are now sitting in the family room.

Moedya did not answer. He just nodded slowly. A moment later, however, he got up from his seat.

"I want to smoke first" he said as he passed from the family room.

"Is there a problem?" asked Ranum who had managed to make Moedya stop his steps.

Moedya also looked. His facial expression was flat. The tattooed man then shook his head. "Nothing, ma'am," he answered flatly. "I'm just a little tired" he continued.

Ranum stared at his only son. "What if we go out tomorrow" Ranum said. "You can close your workshop for a day, right?" tanyakanya.

Moedya did not answer. He seems to think. A moment later, he nodded. "Can" he answered. "In the workshop there are still my friends," he continued.

Ranum approached Moedya. He stood before his son.

The touch of a face that always reminds her of her late husband. He kissed Moedya's forehead and cheeks.

"If you're ready, tell Mom!" said it. He seemed to know that at this time Moedya was feeling troubled.

"Although we rarely talk, but that does not mean that I am not interested in hearing something from you" continued Ranum.

Moedya looked at the mother who always looked young. The woman was always fashionable, which made her look always ranum.

"It's not important, ma'am" replied Moedya.

"Seremeh what has made your son look this restless?

Don't cry! Or I'll have you wear one of the clothes you drew!" that beautiful-eyed woman.

Moedya laughed softly. "Would you see me wearing it?" ask Moedya.

"Yes, maybe occasionally at the carnival on independence day," replied Ranum arbitrarily.

"I'd better give it to someone else's girlfriend" said Moedya. It was as if he was giving a clue to Ranum.

"Hmmm ...." Ranum folded his hands on his chest with a face that seemed to understand something. He can grasp the purpose of the mere celebration of his son.

Moedya turned her face to see the attitude shown by Ranum to him. It reminded him of Arumi.

"We'll continue this conversation next time. I want to smoke first" Moedya tried to avoid the conversation. He knew that Ranum would ask even more about what he said.

"Just run away. I knew you would do it" Ranum said.

Moedya simply responded with a laugh. Without answering the mother's words, he also ducked and said goodbye like a servant to his queen.

Ranum smiled as he shook his head to see his youngest son.

It's only nine o'clock past thirty in the night. But the atmosphere is so quiet.

Thin smoke billowed from the cigarette that had just been ignited by Moedya. He is now standing alone and half-bending his body on the third floor trellis of his house.

His gaze glared far through the dark sky on Thursday night. He remembered Arumi.

The girl tried to contact him many times throughout the day, but he deliberately ignored her.

Moedya felt deceived by Arumi's sweet attitude. However, at this time he finally knew the original character of the girl. It turns out that Arumi is not a special person, which he has been looking for all this time.

If he remembers, the man who kissed Arumi last night not too far with Keanu. Moedya can guess if the man must be the same profession as his good friend.

Yes, that kind of man is the target of many girls.

Moedya returned to puffing her cigarette smoke when she heard her phone ring. He immediately reached into the thin object from the pocket of his jeans.

A call came in from Arumi.

Actually, Moedya was eager to answer the call. But the resentment in his heart, had made him recant his desire.

He allowed the phone to ring more than three times. A moment later, a message came in. Moedya opened the message and read it.

What was? What's your problem with me?

A message from Arumi.

Moedya had no intention of replying to the message. He let it go, and he went back to his cigarette smoke.

I heard the phone ringing again. Moedya also checked it. A call came back but not from Arumi, but from a contact named Delia.

Moedya ignored the call. Right now he doesn't want to talk to anyone.

The night is getting late. The drowsiness did not come to say hello to Moedya. He still enjoys his solitude in the silence of the night.

And so is Arumi. His heart is very agitated now. He did not know what had happened to Moedya. The man suddenly dodged after successfully kissing himself.

"He is such a bastard!" grouse Arumi. He was very upset with Moedya's attitude towards him.

Faintly, Arumi heard Keanu talking to someone on the phone. The conversation sounds so friendly.

Arumi took a deep breath. Keanu looks cold on the surface. If you have faced a woman, he is still a normal man unlike Adrian, the father.

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Next day.

Ranum stands between four pusara neatly lined with white marble.

Next to her, stands Moedya who is still loyal to her white T-shirt and her man bun hairstyle.

All three of them looked so well-preserved. Located at the very end of the row is the center with the name Ibrahim Wangsanagara. It was a tomb belonging to Ranum's late father.

In the middle is a center with the name Nurmaida. The woman died after Moedya was three years old, due to illness.

Being in the third row is a pusara with the name Hastari. It was clear if it was the navel of Ranum's biological mother, who only she knew her face from a piece of photography. Ranum had just removed his mother's grave, after almost a year from Nurmaida's death.

The beautiful-eyed woman's gaze was now fixed on the last navel that made her heart feel so broken. He could not hold back his tears, if it was faced with a tombstone with the name Pramoedya Aryatama.

He was the color giver of his life, and the one who took back the color forever.

How heart was so shaken that moment, when suddenly he had to receive news of the death of Arya, his beloved husband.

Still recorded clearly in Ranum's memory that day. It was the saddest Thursday of his life.

That afternoon, Ranum was still in his shop when he got a call from the hospital, which reported that Arya was in critical condition.

The severe accident, which left the man in a state between life and death.

The motorbike he was driving suffered severe damage, after colliding with a container truck that reportedly had a brake blong.

Seeing the condition of his motorbike, Ranum could not imagine what the weight of the injury experienced by Arya at that time.

To be sure, when he arrived at the hospital, Arya was declared dead by the medical team who handled it.

Destroyed and devastated, that was how he felt at that moment. The man he loved so much was gone forever, without a chance to say goodbye to him.

Ranum wailed and begged God to return the man to him immediately. However, all the cries he let out could not change anything.

Who can change the destiny of the Almighty? He is the determinant of everything that exists in this universe.

Fortunately because Ranum is still given awareness, and not until experiencing depression again. He still has a great responsibility, the mandate of the most precious Aryan, Moedya.

Who would have thought if now the only son of his puppet, grew up to become a real duplicate of the father.

Ranum rubbed the tears that were dripping behind his sunglasses. His tears never ended when he had to remember an Aryan. The sadness was as if it did not want to go from the bottom of his heart, even though it had been a long time passed.

"Mr ...." Moedya embraced Ranum's shoulder warmly. "Dad has calmed down, don't tease her with the tears you shed!" moedya said slowly.

"Be a good man like your father, Juna!" lirih Ranum's.

"certain. I will always try to be like you. Because she was always remembered by a great woman like Mom. I'm sorry that I often ignore and leave Mom alone at home. I promise ... After this, I'll go home every day."

Ranum muttered softly. He gently stroked Moedya's face which was on his shoulders.

The day is getting noon. The sun was getting higher and making the light hot, causing reluctance for some people to get out of their homes.

After the pilgrimage, Moedya took the time to stop by the workshop. He took Ranum with him.

"I'm just for a second, do you want to come down first?" moedya asked as she removed her seatbelt.

"No need!" reject Ranum. "Mom just wait here" he said.

Actually Ranum more often refused if Moedya invited him to the workshop. Arya's relics workshop holds so many memories for her, even though the workshop has been completely renovated.

"Moed, there's a guest" said one of Moedya's friends.

"Who?" ask Moedya.

"Sweet tea, " replied another friend. They laugh too. Moedya was silent. He tried to guess who the guest called 'ice sweet tea' by his friends.

Moedya immediately went up to the second floor of the workshop. Arriving there, he was only stunned to see Arumi sitting sweetly, waiting for his arrival.