The Ghost Writers
Fanatic Fans*

The next day, my husband and I returned home in East Jakarta on Sunday. When our four-wheeled vehicle entered the yard, we saw several cars and motorcycles parked in the front yard until the gray stone floor was covered by the body of the vehicle. I glanced at Robby, but my handsome man just put on a flat face as if it wasn't a big thing.

"Tumben, Mom?" I was wondering when Robby turned off the engine.

"Yes, tumben," he answered, and followed like me. He doesn't know or how?

Robby took out the suitcase from the trunk and stretched out his hand as if asking me to welcome. I immediately clasped my husband's hand and we stepped in together.

"Tante Pita!" call a girl with a shrill voice that I know very well to appear in front of the main door.

"Hey, Wita!" my answer immediately let go of Robby's arm and welcomed his arrival with a hug.

"Om Rob, why the hell do everything? Rich people dating," said a boy who still sits in fifth grade SD named Zacky—Kakak Wita.

"Well, why? This Om's wife" said Robby looking confused, so do I.

However, no matter what Zacky thinks, he did not like Robby to come close to me, spoiled or even kiss me.

"Well, rame once. What's the show?" I was curious because of the gathering of family members that rarely happened like during the Eid celebration.

"Grandpa Purnama is out of the hospital today, Auntie. Forgot yeah? If Grandpa knows, it can be sad later," replied Wita who made me open my mouth wide.

"Eh, seriously? Aunt doesn't know. Om Robby did not tell me," I answered immediately turned to the handsome policeman, but Robby grimaced.

"What the hell, Om? He said his wife wasn't mentioned? Om likes to hide a lot of things from Beautiful Aunty huh?" asked Zacky squinted his eyes.

"Om circumcision loh you. Here!" threaten Robby to catch Zacky.

However, the boy was nimbly able to escape Robby's capture. Zacky who had not been circumcised out of fear, even mocked him with a lip stick. I saw Robby as anxious as he was with his nephew and ran straight after him.

"When I met Grandpa. Auntie misses too. Grandpa was treated for a long time. Thank goodness you can go home" I asked while standing.

"Yes, Aunt. Grandfather said, he wants to meet the granddaughter," Wita replied with a sweet smile.

"He's not, not him. My grandfather is old. So his polite call," I replied justifying.

"Oh .. he. Okay!" sahut Wita immediately developed a smile like understanding with what I said.

Sure enough, once entering the living room, a crowded atmosphere was immediately felt. I saw Grandpa sitting on the couch holding my baby with his son—Robby. My smile grew as my Father-in-law saw my arrival coming slowly.

"Oh, here comes my sweet angel. I miss you, son," said the father who I greeted with a smile as he kissed the back of his hand.

I carried my little two-year-old daughter and left a kiss of affection on her forehead.

"I play with ya. Gemes equals Rainbow," asked Robby—'s sisterJelita Purnama.

I nodded and gave my daughter a beautiful dress like a little ballerina who knows. As long as I have a fan meeting schedule, the brothers and sisters of the Robby family have always been a mainstay for me to put my heart on. I turned my hypnotic gaze toward my daughter-in-law's playful attitude.

"Mr how are you? Is it better?" I sit next to him.

"Alhamdulillah, it's better. I didn't stay in the hospital for long. When you know your busy life after the novel soared, you became excited to go home soon. The father who usually ngeyel the same doctor, directly according to what he said. Finally, you can go home," replied the Father who made my smile more developed.

"This is also one of the drugs that make you recover quickly," said Bibi who took care of you while in the hospital.

"Oh!" I startled when I saw three printed novels I recognized from the cover that Aunt put on the table.

"Diem-diem, Mr. This is Pena's best friend" Bibi whispered.

Spontaneous, everyone laughed. I also laughed because I did not expect that my writing entered the taste of Father-in-law who is known to be conservative. Honestly, I am so excited to hear it.

"So ... When is the release of her new book?" ask him to look at me.

And I, can only sigh. It seems like you are a true Pen Friend. All my fans always ask me the same thing. When is the latest novel released? Geez, thought to find an idea like winking straight so times huh? Patience.

Pour it? Do you think that water is just pouring? Offhanded! my mind's upset.

Practically, I immediately glared sharply at him. Honey, Robby didn't notice my ugly face.

"Oh, so. Yes yes, I can wait patiently. While waiting for a new publication, you will read your old work only. Because of you, I became fans with Joe Taslim," said Mr. who seemed to have fully recovered because honestly, he so much talk.

"Yes. We are always asked to find a movie for you. Until the shopkeeper memorized it. In fact, Bude hasn't spoken yet, Ma'am who guards the store says gini. 'No more movies from Joe Taslim'. Kan Bude was so embarrassed," said Bude who made everyone laugh again.

What a family atmosphere that I miss so much considering that I am an orphan, an only child, and have no relatives. Robby has a big family. His father was three brothers, and his mother was five brothers. He was the second of three children.

When we gather, it's like this. Crowded and festive. Turns out, I was daydreaming and Robby realized it. All of a sudden, he touched my chin and made these eyes look at him.

"What do you think hayo is?" his question was suspicious.

Quickly, I answered with a smile. "I'm .. I feel lucky to know you all. Father, Pakde, Bude, Aunt, nephews, cousins, and others. Alia did not expect to have another family even though it was not from a relative of Father or Mother," I replied trying not to cry.

I see the faces of people smiling.

"Father hasn't told anyone about this, including Robby. However, the late Mother once said something like this. 'I'm glad Robby married Alia. She's a smart, polite and simple girl. In this age, there is rarely a good girl like Alia Pitaloka. Unfortunately, we don't know his family. I'm curious, how did her parents educate Alia'. Yes, that's how it is," said the father, patting the back of my hand.

I don't know what happened, my tears just dripped hearing the confession from the Father. However, I immediately erased it because I did not want this happy atmosphere to change sadness. I saw him smiling and stroking my head.

"Hopefully, you are spared from bad things, Alia. Hopefully, what happened 5 years ago, it was the last one. I am sure that God will not give you a testing love beyond the limits of His servant. May that terrible thing happen once."

"Amen!" answer everyone praying.

But, "Emang, Aunt Pita why was it five years ago, Cake? Aunt Pita's got a man?" ask Wita who makes everyone realize that the sweet girl has a high curiosity. It's critical.

"Ah, it's nothing" Robby said.

"Don't fool a kid, Om. We are big. In school it is expensive not to be lied to people," said Zacky who was no less critical in responding to something.

"Misply this. Present," complained Father.

Everyone seems confused about this. I took a moment to think, until the end.

"You want aunty? Em, but .. You're having nightmares. Can't sleep well how?" tananyaku fishing.

"We're so good, pretty aunt. Come, story. Zacky's ready!" the boy replied sumringah.

"Yes, yeah, Wita too! Let's tell in the room not to be disturbed. Mumpung Pelangi again fun playing with Aunt Rara. Come on!" invite Wita spirit to immediately pull my hand to immediately move.

"Eh! Aunty is still tired of just coming home," said the mother of Wita and Zacky namely Mba Wiwit Purnama who is none other than Robby's brother.

"No papa, Ma'am. Yes yuk," I asked while holding the hands of Zacky and Wita and then invited the two to walk together.

However, Zacky let go of the arm as he ran towards my bedroom door and opened it. Before long, Wita also let go of the coupling and went inside.

I stopped my steps for a moment and I saw my sweet daughter Rainbow playing on the carpet with their single cousins. Her cheeks are adorable and always laugh, making my son have his own way to be loved.

"Here, pretty aunt. Sit here!" invite Zacky looked impatient as he was sitting on the edge of the mattress.

I nodded with a smile and immediately approached the two.

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All images are intended to help the reader imagine. The author imagines the characters playing a role in this story. If the reader imagines a visual figure with another figure is welcome.

btw wah there are already tips from jeng alia. makih yah tak yah can jdi this because the name is the same. kwkwkwkw😆