Sincerity Love Nabila
Sweet Sister

Kevin and his two cousins chose to play in the backyard, they look very compact and take care of each other.

While Nabila and Rehan look still fun to chat with the brother, until without them realize papa Sultan with the help of mama Sekar is walking towards them.

"It's been a while Rey?" The heavy voice of the papa surprised the three.

Rehan hurriedly got up from his seat and immediately rushed to hug the papa, "what's healthy?" Rehan asked as he hugged his papa tightly.

"As you can see, the condition of the father is improving," replied the father as he broke his embrace, "and it was all because of you," for a moment the father stopped his speech, and looked warmly at his proud son, "papa is proud of you" he continued, patting Rehan's chest with teary eyes.

"Even so," the mother hurriedly interceded, "the father was always spitting when he remembered you" said the mother, looking at her son.

"Rey could pass all because of the do'a of papa and mama, thanks pa, ma," Rehan's voice choked, holding bitterly in his chest.

Fatima who witnessed the atmosphere of the blue day immediately took the initiative to end it, "pa, see who Rey brought," she said slowly as she shifted her seat and hugged Nabila's shoulder.

Rehan then led her papa and took her to sit next to Nabila, Mama Sekar also sat next to her husband.

"Om," said Nabila softly while greeting the Sultan's father and kissing the back of his hand, "i am Nabila," he said introducing himself.

"A beautiful name, like the person," said papa Sultan slowly, while looking at Nabila's face.

"Call papa nak Billa, let it be better to hear," said Mama Sekar.

"Well ma," answered Nabila timidly.

For a moment the atmosphere became silent,,,

"Pa, what's up?" Ask mama Sekar astonished, seeing her husband who had just seen her eyes can not be separated from Nabila.

"Let's watch this girl ma, ma," looked at his wife as if looking for answers, "papa as he had seen her," the silent Sultan momentarily frowned, and looked back at Nabila, "but when and where? I don't know," he continued in despair.

Mama Sekar followed by researching Nabila's face, until a while, "sweet sister," exclaimed mama Sekar with sparkling eyes, "yes, her face looks like your sweet sister's pa," his words are sure.

Papa Sultan seemed to remember, "you're right ma, it's similar," he said with a big smile, but a few moments later his face became cloudy.

Rehan and Fatima who listened to the chat his parents had been confused, could not guess what was the topic of papa and his mother.

While Nabila who became the center of his second attention also seemed to wonder, "sorry pa, ma, this means how is it?" Nabila finally ventured to ask, especially after seeing the face of Papa Sultan who suddenly became moody.

"Your face reminds us of a very sweet little girl, and papa already thinks of her as his own sister," mama Sekar stopped her speech for a moment, "but we lost him the day after his parents died in an accident, he just disappeared from home without anyone knowing" continued Mama Sekar.

"Why didn't mom and dad ever tell us?" Fatima Search.

The sound of the Sultan's father exhaling violently, "it happened decades ago, when you were not born," saw the Sultan's father stopping his words, trying to strengthen his heart again, "at that time papa and mama were on their honeymoon to Paris, papa was very sad to remember that," he continued with a raucous voice, a clear circle fell in the corner of his eye.

"She's a very sweet little sister" she said, "although she hasn't known him for a long time but she feels very close to him, let alone your father who has watched him grow up since he was a baby,,, and,,, papa felt very lost," continued Mama Sekar sad, while patting gently on her husband's back to channel calmness.

"He's your grandfather's relative and it just so happens that our house is close together, every day that sweet brother must visit the house," papa Sultan saw taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, "she's tomboyish and a little silly, just if she's equally sweet and spoiled," she continued to remember her sweet sister who disappeared, a knotty smile rising on her lips.

"Have papa and grandpa not tried to find him?" Rehan asked curiously.

"Grandfather had sent his men to look for him, but for months his trail could not be found," said Papa Sultan himself, "until finally grandfather gave up, and tried to make a move."

"Have we discussed the others, even reminiscing about the past," asked the mother to end the sad memories.

"Oh, son of Billa, have you known your son for a long time?" papa Sultan asked to shift the subject.

"There haven't been three months of it anyway," replied Nabila a little hesitant, "right bang?" He looked at the handsome prince asking Rehan for his approval.

The atmosphere again became quiet, Rehan's parents looked at each other as if communicating through the sense of sight.

Nabila just lowered his head, his heart pounding waiting for the reply from Rehan's parents.

While Fatima smiled warmly at her sister to provide support.

"When are you going to see her parents?" Ask the Sultan to his son.

"Fastly pa, God willing next week," replied Rehan mantab.

Hearing papa Sultan's question, Nabila was relieved that her presence was well received in Rehan's family, a happy smile rising at the corner of her thin lips.

"If papa's condition is not possible to travel far, let Fatima alone who accompanied pa's sister," suggested Fatima.

"No, no, papa, come along, it's a special event for your son and papa don't want to miss it, papa is healthy and strong," said the father excitedly.

"Well, are you right, brother, son Billa is from Java, right?" Mama Sekar made sure while staring at Nabila.

"Yes ma," replied Nabila slowly.

"Mama is also from Java and mama knows exactly the customs there, so as parents our brother must accompany," said mama Sekar sage.

"Oh, mama from Java?" Tanya Nabila is enthusiastic.

"Yes nak Billa, the mother is from Yogya, while the father of the Sultan is of mixed blood, his mother is from France and his father is still a descendant of the sultan of Brunei. Papa's parents settled for a long time in Indonesia and built their business there, and we met when papa continued his studies in Yogya."

"This mama is blue-blooded, her long name is Gusti Raden Ayu Sekar Wangi," the father chimed in.

Nabila nodded - nodding, "Pantesan,," his soft look was barely audible.

"Hey, you mean what pantesan?" Look Rehan who can hear Nabila's murmur.

"Eh, no bang," answered Nabila nervously.

Mama Sekar who understood the meaning of Nabila chuckled, "face patting mama's children became kule-bulean but his name is Islamic and the clear customs of Indonesia really,, so do you mean son Billa?"

And all who heard the words of the mother chuckled, all seemed happy.

Brother can help prepare all his needs, right?" Ask the mother to Fatima shortly after the atmosphere became quiet again.

"Every dear mama, anything for my beloved sister must help," replied Fatima eagerly while glancing at the sister who was smiling earlier. "Ma, look at the sister, like she wants to rush to marriage, how about if you get married directly," exclaimed Fatima tempting the sister.

"Who is afraid" Rehan replied quickly.

Nabila who heard the silliness of the brothers suddenly glared at Rehan.

Seeing her lover staring like that made Rehan chuckle and pop his puckle to tease Nabila more, "kayaknya if you wait a week later, brother, Billa peepernya tonight also tuh," he said with a grinning smile, while his chin pointed towards Nabila.

"Abang,, what the hell, a prank," Nabila grumbled and pursed her lips.

"Aren't you the deck, the one that's already kebellet?" Fatima's ledek to her sister.

The mutedekin only blushed, a little embarrassed but more willing.

Papa and mama just chuckled at the chatter of her children.