Suddenly Chased by Satan
Nephew
"So soon, it seems like I'm very familiar with your face, like it reminds me of someone." said Mama spontaneously.
"Ah, sorry maybe I've seen you in tivi or in the newspapers, big businessmen like you must often appear in the media, right?" errat mom.
"Maybe more accurately remind you of Ilena Jesalyn Altair, sister of your husband Dave Dimitri Altair, before she converted and changed her name to Dave Alfarizi..." it was obviously Mr. Karan who made us all gawk.
"So, you mean you're my husband's nephew?" ask mama does not believe, let alone this mama Ridho same Karla just not blink fortunately they still want to make a breath.
Ridho suddenly looked at me asking for an explanation, but I could only give understanding through our inner eyes that seemed to have been connected to each other if I would explain everything, but not now.
"Jeez, you turned out...?" mama hugged Pak Karan she could not continue her words, maybe mama was shocked and did not expect to see her nephew, she rubbed the man's back
"Yes, Aunty .. I am Aunt Ivanna's nephew." said Mr. Karan.
"How's your mother doing? I haven't heard from him in a long time, the last time we met was at my husband Dave's funeral." said Mama.
"Well, we better talk inside." I interrupted, like it's not good to talk at the door like this.
"Ah, yes. Mama forgot, let's all go in.." said mama.
We sit in the living room, mama told Pak Karan to sit next to her. This mama seems to forget that her son is the same me Ravel, this is why the careful even Pak Karan. Ravel and I just got rid of it.
"How is your mother doing, ah what am I calling you? because I used to be honest with you only once twice, that was when you were very small..."
"Call Karan, it's okay." replied Mr. Karan.
We all sit down and there are sitting on chairs because honestly this living room is not as big as the living room in the house of Karan pack that can fit one person RT. I'll sit on Ridho's lap, don't. I sit in the hand of a chair, I'm like riding an ojek again but wear a span skirt, tilted so. But yes, next to my handsome mamas, Ridho.
We are all waiting for the moment where Pak Karan will answer my mother's question.
"Mother died a few years ago" said Mr. Karan, and the look of surprise could not be hidden from his face.
"Have died?"
"Yes, my mother has faced the almighty." said Mr. Karan.
"Sorry, Auntie .. doesn't mean to..."
"It's okay, Auntie. Mama just told me a little bit about Om Dave and Aunt Ivanna, just that. And we can't tell you about my mother's death because I don't know where you live, and it turns out that the world is so narrow that I can meet with Reva." said Mr. Karan, I think there's a sad look on the boss's usual fierce face.
While the Karla can only mingkem, maybe he again ketar-ketir yes, he already nenggenggol aing which in fact still sodaraan the same Pak Karan. Let's nyaho all these rubbers. While Ridho was still listening with his handsome face.
I got here, still saving a million questions for mama. A lot of things I want to ask include, Aunt Ilena. So all this time what I thought was another woman turned out to be my own aunt. But why have you never told me this whole time, and let me live with a hate that has no end?
I really want it to be the same mom but I don't want it now, there are a lot of people here and it's a matter of privacy for our family.
And now we're sitting lined up in the living room, the sofa has Ridho pepetin to the side. Because it is also impossible to eat at the dinner table with participants who boomed lunch like this.
I sat next to Pak Karan and also Ridho, beside Pak Karan there was Devan and Karla just had Ravel, Mona and also mama.
"Let's go ahead, please .. sorry, the menu is as it is.." said the mother told us all to eat.
Mona was busy going back and forth with the help of my sister Ravel, they brought glasses of sweet cold drinks, which was good enough to cool off the feeling that was no longer bad.
"I'm taking it, huh?" Ridho.
"I'll take it, what do you want to eat?" I took the plate in Ridho's hand and started nyendokin rice.
"Anyway, chicken can, meat can you can also.." said Ridho.
"Beuuuh is melting, Bang!" I try to be as normal as possible, let's not look so excited, jeez I should be sad again this is why the mood changes so much just by capitalizing on a change of spare change from akang Ridho.
"Dho, please take the vegetables, I'm not nyampe..." Karla started to look for things.
"Stay, I'm asking for Reva's help. You see, Reva is the closest to the centong vegetable." said Ridho, I was clearly horrified, the kangmas are next to me.
After I take food for the prospective priest, I want to take the Karla meat soup.
"Nih.." I passed the plate to Ridho, and it was relayed that way to Karla.
"What do you want to eat? let me take it.." I offered help, because he was diem-diem bae. His plate just filled with rice, is it possible that he is fasting mutih?
"I can take it myself" replied Mr. Karan ketus.
Geez, this creature when not to try. Never mind, aing who is hungry takes his own food. And, yes he took it himself with his mandirih, thank God that it is not ngerepotin.
And we all enjoyed this lunch in peace without anything coming out of Karla's mouth.
"Want a drink?" I bargained for Ridho, the handsome guy immediately nodded.
If I want to take suddenly there is another hand that also wants to take the same glass as me. I look and squirm it turns out the hand of the boss sir.
I guess he will say 'make you just.', it turns out not he even casually take a glass and drink it. I don't understand the same behavior, boss who is absurdly using it. Not to be dizzy, I take another glass that is also still untouched by the hands of the curse, make me love to Ridho.
But all of a sudden...
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