
On a sunny morning at the end of the week, Haykal and Aqilla decided to make the home better. Starting from the inside to the outside of the house, count the exercise as well.
" Sister, this is the garbage immediately burned how? " Haykal tidied up the scattered leaves.
" Which deck is good, oh yes Mey will come."
" Aish! Grandma dipper coming, lazy ah!" Haykal Protest.
" This you, always just like meow and citcit tau not the same Mey. Yes, brother make breakfast first." Aqilla left Haykal still mengedumel.
Looking at the ingredients that are still there, only less cooking oil. Aqilla then went to a stall near her house.
" Mom', buy cooking oil one kilo as crackers one pack" said Aqilla at the stall.
" Eh son Qilla, is that all, son? Wait a minute, I'll get you." Miss Lisa, Aqilla's neighbor is always friendly.
" This is the shopping, all thirty thousand. Another cleaning, huh?." Ask Lisa.
" Yes ma'am, Mumpung is on holiday and there is time. It's the money's bu. Thank you." Thank you." Aqilla gave the payment for her groceries and said goodbye.
While walking from the stall to the house, Aqilla was shocked by the existence of a luxury car in her yard.
Whose car is that? What's a strange guy's car? But it doesn't seem like, whose car is it? Inner Aqilla.
Quite a lot, people in all black clothes stood in line in front of his house.
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flashback On's...
There was a very serious debate.
" Steiv can't believe it, Grandpa must be wrong. There's no way they're our family, cake!." Steiven is arguing.
" They're Steiv's family, those you've been looking for. Inevitably, you must accept it." The words of Alpha are very loud.
" Where do you think they're uncle's children? " Tanya Steiven with great emphasis.
" Aqilla Nadifa, Haykal Ansa. You know that name? " Alfa emphasized his words more and more.
" Heh, stupid by that name." Steiven is getting upset with his grandfather.
" Fifander Alfansa. Difa for Aqilla Nadifa, Fansa for Haykal Ansa. Do you know that name? The combined names of grandfathers were on their names!!!." Alpha shed tears.
Steiven was very surprised to hear the explanation from the grandfather.
" I this can't be a cake, it's just a coincidence. Grandpa don't believe it, I'll investigate. There's no way they're our family!" Steiven still could not accept the reality.
Flashback..
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As Aqilla's feet stepped inside her house, she saw who was coming. An old man with a lush body, shaved hair and a sharp gaze. Just make Aqilla Shocked.
" Astagfirullah..." Aqilla immediately ran towards the kitchen, her heart beating very fast.
Who is that guy? It was very strange to look at and style his clothes, just like a thug. But, why does Haykal seem to be so calm. It's strange! Inner Aqilla.
Still holding his breath, resting his shoulders on the nearest chair. A hand held onto Aqilla's shoulder, it spontaneously made Aqilla scream.
"Aaaa...!!!." Jerit Aqilla's.
" Sssstttt, Haykal brother haykal."
" Huh, you're this. I love making a big brother. Kal, whose guest is it? How much is it?." Ask Aqilla.
" Haykal also did not know brother, the man said he wanted to explain something. Hence, Haykal ngajakin sister into. Come on, long time." Haykal pulled Aqilla's hand.
Haykal held Aqilla's hand as he walked towards the living room, with fear. Aqilla ventured to sit face to face with the old man.
" Aqilla Nadifa?" said Alfa.
" i did." Aqilla replied with fear.
" I'm Differenter Alfansa. The father of your parents, Farezel Alfansa!." Firmly Alfa.
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Aqilla and Haykal looked at each other, they both didn't know what to do.
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Visual of Alfansa's Grandpa Diffander.
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(Author Version Yes ðŸ¤)