Sincerity of Heart 2
Chapter 43. My Great Family Association (Ara)

I only have 2 months left to finish college. I can't wait to graduate and follow my husband there. Wait Ara bi, Ara will launch soon and meet hubby.

"Ara, you really want to move? Keep your mom here?" ask mama. I smiled and sat next to my mom.

"Don't move ma, Ara's only two weeks at grandma's house. Do you know tomorrow that all the families will be together? I don't want to miss it either. This is a rare moment, the Pratama family will re-assemble." I said. I can already imagine how the atmosphere of the grandmother house. I can't wait to get there.

"Mom knows, but mama's gonna be lonely."

"And there was Dika with Arin ma. Mama don't worry, after that Ara will come back here anyway. Smile dong." I said pulling both ends of my lips. I kissed both of my mama's cheeks. For me, my mom and mom are two very special women. They have such great tenderness and affection.

"Mama will miss you dear." said Mama hugging me.

"She must have missed mom too."

After all the stuff I finished packing, I immediately say goodbye to leave for my grandmother's house. It was Azka who picked me up. Azka was allowed to drive because she was 17 years old.

"For a long time" Azka said as I got into the car. I can only smile when I see his face.

"Excuse me, walk away." take me. Then Azka immediately drove her car.

"Daddy, are you at grandma's house?" ask me while pulling out the phone.

"Udah" he answered briefly. What's wrong with him? It's not so funny like that.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem? You're angry brother told you to pick it up?" my many. If the answer is yes, then I will go down.

"No, brother doesn't need to know" he said flatly. Ck, if it's like this I'm getting curious.

"Ceritain Azka, otherwise brother will continue to terrorize you. Come tell me." threatened me. Azka looked at me for a glimpse. Ck, he was silent. I'll be kepo.

"Well, if you don't want a story. Brother knows you're an adult, so there's no need for a sister anymore." I pretended to sulk. I turned my face to the window. Waitaminute! This is not the way to Grandma's house. I looked at Azka for an explanation.

"I'm hungry, I haven't had breakfast at home. Let's drop by for a second. Isn't she wondering what Azka's problem is?" abugn. I immediately nodded enthusiastically.

We also stopped at a traditional restaurant. Azka asked me to sit at the end of the table and far away from the other table. I can only follow his wishes.

"What do you eat? Let Azka get it."

"Silver has eaten, drink mango juice." I said. Azka nodded and headed straight for the dish table. This restaurant system does take its own food. I looked around him, it was quite crowded too. But I accidentally saw a figure that I knew so well. Yeah, that's papa Arnold. Who are you talking to? Ah, maybe a business problem. Why am I on papa's business?

"It." I was very surprised when suddenly Azka was sitting in front of me and gave me the juice I ordered.

"See what's so serious?" tanya Azka looked left and right. I smiled and shook my head.

"Eat first, after that you have to tell the story with brother" I said while sucking my favorite juice. Azka nodded and immediately ate her food. I kept staring at my sister. It turns out, he's an adult. I smiled as I looked at the thin mustache and Azka's face that was so similar to the papah. My little brother is already big.

"Don't look at Azka like that" he said. I laughed hearing that.

"You're so handsome, there's gotta be a lot of crush, right?" I asked while chuckling.

"Hmmm... What is clear is that brother Alan lost to Azka's good looks" he said so confidently.

"His son, sister's husband remains the most handsome. You are number two." I said.

"Well, it's different if people are already bucin mah."

"Ck, who's bucin? It's called sincere love." I said. I saw Azka shaking her head.

"Don't talk about brother. Now tell me honestly what's your problem huh?" I just stared at him. Azka looked at me while occasionally sighing in length. I cringed confused. Is the problem so heavy?

"Grandfather wants Azka who continues his company, om Ilham does not want to accept the grandfather's company. He wants to focus on his own business. So you know for yourself who will continue in grandfather's footsteps right? Azka doesn't know how to resist grandpa's wishes." she said at length. At first I was very surprised, but now I understand the crux of the matter. I breathe heavily. It's really heavy, I know what Azka's thinking.

"Let brother talk to grandfather, you don't worry. Grandfather will definitely understand and accept your true ideals." I said clasping his hands.

"Azka wasn't sure grandpa would take sister's advice" she said looking at me fixedly. I looked at him confused.

"Why is that?" my many. Azka smiled as she played a straw.

"Most grandfather will love his company with his brother," he said that managed to surprise me.

"No, sister couldn't take it. Then you take it." I said. I can imagine how Alan would react if the company was actually handed over to me. Finish me.

"Sister, I still want to be a doctor" he said.

"You take both, be a doctor and a young businessman. If you can do that, brother admit you're smarter than brother." I said as I raised my eyebrows. Huh, I want to see how he responds.

"Huh, I better admit if you're smarter" he said with a bitter smile. Ck, you son of a bitch.

"That means your spirit is lacking, quickly desperate. Dare not take risks. If you're not married, maybe you'll take it." I said I wanted to provoke a reaction. This child still needs to be snapped so that his spirit is not lackluster.

"Who asked the younger sister for marriage? Otherwise, Azka wouldn't be this complicated."

Whahuh? Why would he blame me anyway? The bad brother.

"Ck, lose a story with brother. There's no solution." he said, which almost choked me. So what was I talking about? Turns out I was wrong, he's still the same as before. My little brother's. Still kids.

"Hey my little brother. After coming back from here your radish reflect. Ask yourself, are you a brave man or not?"

"You should have seen the footsteps of your sister's husband. He was so brave at risk, he sacrificed his happiness just for family happiness. Not that you have to abandon your ideals, but if you're really great. You must dare to take both, if you can run both smoothly. That means you're a really great guy. Remember, in this life, it takes struggle and sacrifice. Nothing is free." I explained.

I smiled when I saw Azka speechless and seemed to be thinking about my words. Haha... Why am I so smart? Hopefully what I say can open up his mind that is in a state of turmoil. I know he's still very young to jump into the workforce. But I believe Azka is a great kid and can take responsibility. I always saw seriousness in his eyes.

"We're home?" I asked when I saw him still silent. I'll give it time to keep thinking. Azka looked at me and nodded. Then we went straight home.

***

"Assalamualaikum dear grandmother." I shouted after opening the door.

"Wa'alaikumusalam, your habits never disappear dear." said grandma. I smiled and immediately fell into Grandma's arms.

"Ara misses grandma" I kissed her cheek. For almost two months I did not meet my grandmother. I'm finished the testita by thesis and thesis. My head almost broke.

"Lost but you're rarely here, grandma think you've forgotten?" grandma says.

"Sorry Grandma, Ara is busy with Ara's thesis. Ara will want to finish quickly." I replied while continuing to hug Grandma. I soon saw someone coming out of the kitchen. Rizka's? Why is he here? Nothey...

"Hy brother, how are you?" tanyanya while waving. I let go of Grandma's embrace.

"Sir, why is he here? He said he'd be here tomorrow?" I stared at Grandma. I saw Grandma smiling while closing her mouth. Hmmmm... There must be something they're hiding.

"Surprise sister," said Rizka sitting on the sofa while snacking on ciki in a jar.

"Eh, why are you still calling brother? You're Ara's brother," said Grandma. Hmm, that means I'm still easy. Hihi,,, uh,,,

"The same old mother, you are still very young. Some of Ara's sister is married, not suitable if called adek." he said that managed to upset me. I looked at Grandma for help.

"Again, the youngest here is me." Azka chimpal who had been sitting next to Rizka since when. I gave her a sharp look.

"Eh, you're old to know too. The youngest is still me. Cut Rizka Ar-Syila." said Rizka proudly. Huh, just piss off.

"Mrs, look. Since childhood, Ara has always been the subject of bullying. Wicked they granny." I whined back to hug grandma.

"Have not made a fuss, from now on I'll get used to calling Ara. Don't put on a sister, Ara and Azka are your sisters." said grandma, I'm very happy to hear Grandma's defense. Rasain y'all, until whenever Grandma must have taken me. I was the first born. Hehe...

"Kiki does not agree Grandma, Brother Ara is old enough to be called adek. If Azka the hell we don't mind." said the glasses who just came down. Huh, even added another rioter.

"Mr." my whine won't take it. Grandma stroked my back so gently.

"Look, still whining like a child. How can I be a sister." continued the glasses.

"Already, don't make your brother continue to whine" said grandma. Wait, what did Grandma say? Ih, my grandmother also followed the ridicule anyway.

"Grandmother.". "get upset, I let go of my embrace. Grandma and the trio laughed.

"Ngeselin," ketusku. I immediately headed for the room.

"Sister, don't talk to Alan's brother, okay? Later I lost my monthly bonus." shouted Rizka. What the hell? The basis is unclear.

I dropped my body on the bed. I miss this room so much. Since I was a kid I used to play here, but now I'm rare because of the busy campus.

I forgot to call my hubby. Lately he has been very busy preparing for his research. Sometimes I feel sorry, he has to fight alone there. There were many changes to him. Including his appearance that is not like the old Alan. Alan looks thinner. I should have always been there for her, but what? This is not my wish either. I want to quickly finish all my business here, I want to catch up with him. We spent time together until the end of our lives. Love is deepening, even though distance separates. Longing is like a chunk of ice that is getting more and more mountainous. Hoping for the chunks to melt immediately and change with the warmth that envelops themselves. I miss you hubby.

Seriate...

Other figures introduction 🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼

Azka

Arin

Rizki

Rizkas

Ardio