The Incomplete Love
Soto and Perkedel

“Aira, so which one is it good to wear? Khaki same brown bomber jacket or black jeans and sweater?”

“She only met friends, why call up to twelve times a shirt?” Aira mocked her father.

Thoriq looked at Aira with a pleading gaze. The suite room was like a broken ship. Clothes and jackets are scattered here.

“Ai, please ..”

Aira laughed at her father's face.

“Wear pants and black turtle neck then grey long coat. Saucy!”

“It's Ai? Not so gents?”

“Lha is Aya the father or Aya really the mothers?” Aira couldn't bear to not tease her father.

Thoriq has resigned. “Come try to jerk off, don't break.”

Thoriq ran to the bathroom and came out with the clothes Aira had mentioned.

“Perfecto!” Cetus Aira as she thumbs up. His father is still full at the age of more than half a century. Even the gray hair in her hair made Thoriq look authoritative.

“Ay ..”

“I know, I know don't expect too much not to crash. Aya same Buna only sahabatan kok.”

“Ay, I miss you, I miss us ..”

“I miss you, too. Yes Aya wants to be ready, greetings to Liam. Assalamualaykum, bye!” Thoriq disconnected the video call.

He had rented a car that would take him to the mansion. At 18:30 the driver called. Thoriq brought a bouquet of freshly colored flowers.

When he crossed the hotel lobby, not a few women who spoil their eyes with athletic body and beautiful face. A bouquet of flowers became the ultimate weapon that marked Thoriq as a romantic and considerate man.

Some of the women tried to say hello but Thoriq just smiled and continued to step outside the hotel looking for the driver who picked him up.

“Mr Thoriq Aditya? The address you are going to is the residence of the Donavy Family?”

“Betul. Is far?”

“I will choose a non-dense road. Please, this rental happens to be from the Donavy.” Group Company The senior driver whose hair was graying was kindly explained.

“Oh yes? Extraordinary.”

“Ya is right, just merged with the tourism group held by Miss Abigail. He inherited his grandfather's character. You are a friend of Lady Qiara?”

“We've been friends for a long time. Devan deceased is my best friend.”

“Aaah Mr. Devan. Lady Qiara was very sad when Mr. Devan died. Said the driver who worked there, for six years after delivering Miss Zee to the school, then Lady Qiara would sit for hours in front of Mr. Devan's grave.”

“For six years?”

“Yes. Every day except Saturday or Sunday because Miss Zee is off. Sometimes even the driver had to remind Lady Qiara if it had been too long. London air sometimes not friendly.”

Thoriq nibbled his lips. So in Qiara's love for Devan.

“Agot reduced frequency to the tomb after Mr. Liam got married. Looks like Lady Qiara is trying to move on. We all pray for Lady Qiara. According to the stories of the drivers who had worked in the mansion, Mrs Qiara was very kind and considerate.”

The driver kept telling me about Qiara's kindness.

“Mrs memorize the birthdays of their drivers, wives, and children. Once upon a time, a driver died. Her mistress and her triplets came to mourn. The madam then finances the driver's children's school until the completion of High School.”

At the red light, the driver sees Thoriq from the rearview mirror.

“Happy, Mistress, yes.”

“What? Oh no, no. We are only friendly.”

“The look, style, and flowers in your hands do not show you just a friend,” the silver-haired man smiled kindly.

They had entered the mansion. The gate opened after the driver gave his identity.

“I'll be here until you're done.”

“Thank you, Mr. ..”

“Frankie. Please mr.” Frankie rushes open the car door and invites Thoriq to the main door. A butler was waiting there.

“Aya ..”

Kala opened the door and with a wide laugh immediately hugged her father.

“Ababar Aya's son? No operations?”

“Scheduled does not exist, but do not know if emergency. Enter yuk. Buna didn't give me permission to eat a pedal. We eat right away, yes.”

“Kalandra.” There was the voice of the woman whom Thoriq had been waiting for.

“Hehehe, abis Buna stingy.” Kalandra scratched her head that was not itchy.

Thoriq did not blink looking at Qiara who was walking towards him. He wore palazzo creme pants and a light blue long blouse. A dark blue veil with pink flowers looks harmonious.

“Assalamualaykum, Mas.”

“Wa .. wabilahi taufiq eh . wa’alaykumussalam Qia.” Thoriq.

“Hai Uncle, is this the flower for Buna or make Abby?” Tempt Abigail while grinning ignorantly.

“Make Qiara, this is for you, Qia.”

“Maa shaa Allah, very beautiful.” Qiara received the flowers and took them all to the dining room. There he took a vase and placed the flower arrangement in a vase. Makes the dining room more vibrant.

“Maa shaa Allah, soto. Mas kangen soto made by you.”

“Kala also kangen soto by Buna.” When quipped Thoriq who continues to stand is not clear. Abby elbowed her brother and then winked.

It seems that Thoriq still has a lot of love for Qiara.

“Sit, Mas. Directly tried. Kala, fetch his father.”

With a swift Kala immediately took the bowl in front of Thoriq, concocting chicken milk, eggs, a little soun, chives, fresh soto sauce. The last one was koya. Abby helps get warm white rice that is still steaming.

Thoriq sipped the soto sauce slowly. Enjoy every bribe that comes in. Already thousands of full moon he missed Qiara cuisine. I don't know how many pikes he took. Kala glanced at his father because he rarely saw his father back and forth.

In addition to soto, Qiara added hodgepodge which is also a favorite food of Thoriq and his children.

“Eh yes, Zee where, Qia?”

“Today nginep home of her best friend Anisha.”

“Anisha? Indonesian Man?”

“The dubes. They happened to be one school from two years ago. And Anisha in three months to go back to Indonesia.”

“Buna, triplets request video call here, Ms Aira also.” Abby moves in next to her mother followed by Kala.

“Hai, hi.. What's up all?”

“Good, Buna.”

Thoriq was awkward to join until Qiara called.

“Mas, here there are Aira equals Liam.”

Thoriq then approached, the children of Qiara said their greetings.

“We have a good news. Ai pointed, Honey,” said Liam with a friendly highlight towards Aira.

Aira beaming shows a test pack with two blue lines.

Everyone says hamdallah. Thoriq was unable to speak. He will soon be a grandfather.

“Aira no nausea?” Thoriq was suddenly worried.

“Those queasiness Liam, Ay. Very kasian. Aira was already late but only a week, continues from a few days Liam like nausea continues to be that.”

Aira rubbed her husband's face lovingly.

“Sorry yes, I am pregnant you are craving.”

Liam then told Aira to move into his lap and inhale the scent of Aira's body from the back.

“Well this same Ay, his work drives me. Cook again in the bank suddenly Aira's hand is taken and then sniffed. Kan shy.” Aira pretended to sulk.

“The name also brings’an baby,” said spoiled Liam. While the world seemed to belong to Liam and Aira, Kala and Triplets painstakingly held back laughter seeing Liam's behavior that turned out to be pure.

“Kala, don't laugh constantly, find a wife there.”

“Abby first, did you addd ..”

“Mas Kala!” Abby hit her brother's body slowly.

“Kok Buna don't know? Who, Abby?”

“In the meantime someone wants ta’aruf tuh,” ledek Kala again.

“Mas, here you are!” Abby immediately moved to attack her brother who nimbly ran around the table.

“Yes here, Mas. Kids silly all,” cetus Qiara saw the behavior of his children who were chasing around the dining table. Thoriq smiled feeling the warmth in the middle of the Qiara family.

Liam replied, “Abby, I spill ya. His name is Mohammad Fauzan. Malaysians who long lived in London.”

“His son Datuk Khalid Mohammad? Her mother Siti Nur Aziza?”

“Wah, in the Lord God. Buna knows her family well. They obey all.”

Kala and Abby are still chasing around the house.

“Astaghfirullah's son of two,” complains Qiara.

Thoriq stood up and called his son.

“Kalandra, let's stop,”

“If the ketangkep gets hit, Ay. Nih clay.” When it stopped and sure enough, Abby immediately beat and hit her brother who chuckled.

“Take his sister to sit near Buna.”

“Ay ay!” Kala swiftly turned around and shouldered his sister like a sack of rice back to the dining room. It makes Abby even more angry.

“Yes, Kalandra.” Qiara was concerned to see the behavior of her children far from meekness.

“There are guests ..”

“Aya ... It's normal, right, Ay? Answer Kala and then prank Abby's cheek.

“Udah biarin her brother. Now tell me everything.” Qiara holds Abby

“Buna, but Abby's not dating. Really deh. If you go there must be Mas Kala.”

“Long time, Abby knew Muhammad?”

“Six months, Muhammad the hell who fucked Abby. Initially, Buna's son was hazy. But Muhammad is persistent.” Kala explained casually.

“Gigih Ngasih Mas Kala bribe.”

“Abby my dearly beloved sister, I would not in the least accept Muhammad's bribe if he was a jerk. The same as Liam pas PDKT to Aira will also continue to monitor,” replied Kala calmly.

Abby smiled happily. “Makasi, Mas.”

“Do not long. Immediately halalin,” cetus Liam.

“How do I? It should be from the guys.”

“Ck, Muhammad the same Father has been back and forth asking to come here to ta’aruf. You are the bebal.”

“Iiiih Mas Kala.” Abby is cranky but actually happy.

“Indeed Mbak Abby there are doubts about Muhammad?” Hayyan asked attentively.

“No, but Abby is still cool. Especially now that Abby holds a line of hospitality and car rental. Still fun ..”

“Muhammad can you work?” Ask Thoriq.

“He supports whatever I want. I'm the only one married to a Buna kayak, Uncle. She’s my role model as a wife to my Daddy and as a mom for all of us.”

Qiara was moved to hear her son's words.

“Honey, invite Muhammad's parents here. Or we'll meet at one of your restaurants. Chat aja.”

“Yah bother again dong me.” Kala's eyes glinted at jokes. Now he is the oldest and must definitely replace Liam.

“Ck, Mas Kala is watch out!” Abby's ready to hunt down her brother.

“Abby, have a quiet seat here.”

Qiara immediately blocked Abby's hand. The girl complied but her eyes glanced sharply at her brother who was even more laughing loudly.

“Sorry yes, Mas. If Kala is against Abby's prankster. Barran versus Hayyan. That's if they've been fighting, malesin deh. Only Azka with Zee aja dear.”

Liam and Aira were watching the excitement earlier. The bucin man who was affected by the sympathetic pregnancy put his nose behind Aira's shoulders.

His wife just sat down. At least that way Liam doesn't get nauseous.

Azka also has a candidate. A daughter of a cleric in her town. Azka's fate was better because her girl named Zaenab was the firstborn. Azka was allowed to meet Zaenab only at her home when the girls' parents were at home.

“Given moral yes, Az. You live in America, the culture there is freer. Don't get carried away. If I say, which one is better prepared just stop.” Liam's advice to his sisters.

“So PR Buna lives Kalandra, Barran, and Hayyan.”

“Kalandra still santuy, Barran and Hayyan used to be Buna. Kasian like they already pep.”

Barran and Hayyan smiled.

“Barran already has an estimate, but later. Want to finish the study first just think in that direction.”

“Arabians?”

“Indonesia .... students are also sent from his university.” Barran then displayed a photo of the veiled woman with a veil. Although part of his face is closed but his clear and round eyes are very pleasant to look at.

“You know his parents?” Thoriq asked.

“Mmm when Liam gets married, I'll take a minute. I met his mother and uncle. His uncle was one of the kyai in Gontor.”

Qiara asked gently, “How did they get to you?”

“This direction is orphans and only children. His mother also worked at Gontor. Her mother who looks sad because I said that matchmaking with Farah want to live in Europe for si’ religion.”

“Well, it needs to be thought about. Now her mother must be very upset. Kayak Buna always miss you all.”

“Aaaw Buna ...” The children of Qiara. Most hard to see their beloved Buna sad. Kala immediately hugged Qiara from behind while Abby embraced from the side.

“Makanya Buna should find ..” Hayyan said idly. “Tuh there is a handsome widower behind Buna,”.

For a split second, the Qiara children could see their Buna beaming. A split second because after that the look of Qiara's eyes came back wistfully.

“Buna with Uncle Thoriq sahabatan only, really. Buna has not thought of marrying again.”

Thoriq who had mentally prepared with Qiara's answer looked at his ex-wife gently then nodded.

“Geng difficult move-on.”

“Kala, can't be like Buna. Hard to know forget the people we love,” scolded Thoriq on his son.

“Sorry Buna,” said Kala regretfully then kissed Bunanya's cheek.

“Buna see you all familiar and happy already very happy. Okay, enough with the tearful moment. Kala, tell him that Buna invited Datuk Khalid and Mrs Aziz to lunch. Azka and Barran, if you're serious, Buna and Kala will come to see Zaenab and Farah's parents. So what to look for is Hayyan and Kala.”

“Zee?” Kala remained with a ignorant grin teasing her beloved Buna.

The brothers laughed considering that the Bungsu was still very young. Just sleep the same way Buna wants.

“Buna, Hayyan next month duty to the Middle East, pray, yes.”

They all fell silent.

“First time Hayyan was assigned there. Do not worry, Hayyan unit will later join the others kok,” he said to calm his mother and siblings.

Qiara's eyes could not hide the anxiety.

“Can't bring a bodyguard, what?” A mother's last attempt to protect her child.

“Buna, do not send his men Uncle Mario yes to keep Hayyan, I got this, in shaa Allah.”

“Hayyan .. when are you off, Buna to Australia until you leave, yes?”

Hayyan stared desperately at his older brothers, especially at Kalandra.

“Hiish,” hiss Kala slowly.

He scratched his head and asked, “Aya, when the hell to Scotland is Italy!? I want to come along. Buna, we're on holiday just yuk.”

Thoriq leaned towards his son.

“Or Abby can be temenin, Mas Kala should take care of patients. If Abby could work from anywhere. Abby's never been to Scotland, so Uncle says he's going to Tuscany, right? Buna is also there. We can rent a villa. Here Abby cariin.”

“Qia, you want?”

“Qia same Abby disturb Mas no?”

“In shaa Allah enggak.”

“Uncle join tour or self to Scotland?”

“Mandiri.”

“Okay, Abby has requested a subsidiary there to arrange everything for us. Fix, we take a walk Buna.”

Hayyan thanked Abby through her eyes.

Qiara was still hesitating.

“Come Buna, Daddy is also all spontaneous.”

“Means meeting Datuk and Mrs Azizah should be synchronized if you can tomorrow?” Qiara said while thinking.

“Mas is still open ticket, can wait to leave together.”

“If it turns out how long? Kaan is bothered. Don't need to be.”

“No what, Qia. Most Mas later disrupt Kalandra work.”

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