The actor? Who's Afraid!
Auntie also deserves to know

"The thing is you need to turn around, Bang!"

"Why?"

"ON-LE-WA-TAN!" I intentionally put every word. Where there are people joking like this, up to this detail. If the bod*h person who saw it would definitely believe it.

I am my father's daughter. My mother didn't exist because she bet my life took me into the world. I grew up with the affection of Aunt Aira, my father's biological sister. Nothing would make me doubt that they were my only family.

I'd love to believe that this is just a prank that people often do.

"Go home, yuk, Bang. It's afternoon. Maybe Aunt Aira will worry about me if I'm late!"

"You ... are you okay?" Bang Adam looked at me so softly. There was a worry that enveloped his bead of eyes.

"I'm fine, bang. I'm not that easy to lie to."

I set foot on the ground that holds many memories with my father. Tracing the rice field as I had done with him. A man who will work hard to make whatever I want.

This move is not really aimed at the residence of Aunt Aira. Except for the navel, dad. I miss his shoulder. Spoiled wrestle pitting my friends' pranks.

"Dad see? Someone's trying to fuck me again. Look at this paper, dad! They're trying to lie to me."

My eyes began to blur when I saw no defense for me from my father's belly button. Even the clear grain began to flow from the corner of the eye when my hand that showed a piece of pesky paper did not get a welcome from father.

"Do they think that only with this paper can I turn away from you? Tell me dad, I'm your daughter! You're my only father. Tell me dad, tell them!"

This sobbing even to the point of being stunned, was more than capable of shaking my shoulders.

"Rayyah! We home. It's dark soon!"

The clap of Adam bang on my shoulder, absolutely can not stem the tears that creep because of my disappointment.

Why was I born a fool who believed in a piece of paper that could be manipulated. Rather than believing in my relationship with my father and aunt Aira who never let me down at all.

*****

"Son Adam. Stay here. It's too late to go back to Jakarta."

"Yes Aunt, accept the offer. But I've asked my assistant to pick me up tonight."

"Oh. What offer to have dinner before Nak Adam returns, will also be rejected?"

"No Aunt. I can have dinner here!"

I can still hear the conversation of Aunt Aira and bang Adam from the dining room.

As for me, I still have not moved from my room after the magrib prayer to bada isya. Deliberately lingering in the face of the mukena complain to the creator, asking for guidance in facing reality.

"Sister Rayya!" Saffa's voice came along with the door being knocked on. "Mama told Kaka to come out quickly. We're having dinner with Adam."

"Yes" I replied slowly. There was no more Saffa's voice. Maybe he heard it and went straight back to the dining room.

I haven't told Aunt Aira anything. It seems like Adam is still silent.

More precisely, still do not know how to say it to Aunt Aira. This heart still did not willingly acknowledge the person who had raised me all this time, it turned out to have no blood ties at all.

The phone rang, just as my hand held the doorknob. I paved the steps that would have been directed to the dining room before. Prefer to reach objects on the table.

Zauji video calling ....

Immediately I pressed the button connecting me to a husband who is still legally valid, but not in religion. Because I had to repeat after knowing I was the girl without the nasab.

"Assalamualaikum, Deck!" A man who has been tidy with his white majesty.

From the place where I made the call, it looks like Zain has just finished breakfast. There were still plates and cups he used in the table he was sitting on.

"Waallaikumussalam, Mas. Did you sleep well?" I asked because I saw his cheerful face.

Mas Zain shook his head.

Patrien smile on this face after missing a moment ago, because the speech and the way made me blush.

"Are you getting ready for bed?" ask the Zain.

"I just ate!" I answered without turning my attention to the screen.

Still feel at home staring at the exposed jidat without any hair there because it is laid out with the middle.

"Yes, eat first! We'll be sam-"

"Don't, Mas!" Cut me off before Zain finished talking.

"I said aunt Aira. Let them eat first without me."

"Later you're hungry, Dek!"

"I have a snack in the room!" I said as I set foot towards Aunt Aira and the others at the dinner table.

Right after asking for permission, I pointed out and the reason I didn't join the dinner table. Aunty Aira and the others also had time to talk to mas Zain through vidio call. Before I finally went back to my room.

"Why is there Adam, at Aunt Aira's house, Dek?" his face showed an annoyed face.

"Because of this, Mas!" I showed you a piece of paper I was still trying to understand from earlier.

"What is that, Deck?" Zain looked very curious.

Considering about me who turned out not to be my father's biological child, the clear circle again tried to creep out. Until I finally looked up to hold his pace. Didn't want to make Zain's concentration disturbed because I saw me manic.

"Let me take a photo and send a message, Mom. Now don't talk about it, talk about something else!" I shifted my focus to the paper.

"What's the matter, dong?" tanyanya deliberately teased.

"I miss Mas Zain." My tears are truly unstoppable. At least Zain knew my cry for missing him.

It's because I miss him.

Talk time with mas Zain is quite limited because he has to present with investors. On the other hand, it's also because I want to talk about a few things before Adam's bang comes home.

"When are you going to meet, mama?" Bang Adam asked as we were alone. Aunt Aira and her husband first entered after Adam's farewell bang.

"I'm waiting for my husband to come home first, maybe two more weeks."

"Did Tasya also know, about this?" I asked you something quite disturbing. Remembering the previous speech of bang Adam who said that Tasya's sister was the least fond of the baby Doctor Wanda at that time. Which means the baby is me.

"We haven't told you yet. Especially with the situation that Tasya is experiencing right now!"

I took a breath for a moment. It seems to be releasing the load, but there is also a feeling of tightness in the chest.

Somehow welcome Mr. Tasya later if you know I'm his sister. I doubt our previous closeness will remain that way.

"Have you told Aunt Aira that you're her missing daughter?"

I'm shaking. I can't say that to my favorite aunt.

"Your daughter also deserves to know, if you're Mama Wanda's biological daughter."

"What are you talking about?!"

Aunt Aira?

"What do you mean, Adam! Why provoke Rayya with such remarks?"

Same with Adam.