The Man in the Dream
18.What's Your Point?
"Is this really the address?" shenaa said while looking at the piece of paper.
"As it is. The fathers said that if the fence is high in gold" said Alan a little laugh.
Shenaa, who was convinced to break the bell, soon after, a man about forty years old opened the gate.
"Sorry, who's looking?" ask a man who looks like a gardener.
"Is this really the address.......?" shenaa asked while showing her a piece of paper.
"True mbak! who's she looking for?" ask the man.
"Can we meet the owner of this house?" alan asked with his flat face.
"Please enter!" said the man invited.
Shenaa and Alan walked in, they sat on the porch of the house that looked quite luxurious. Before long a man who was old came out with a woman who was about forty-five years old.
"Sorry, who are you?" she asked the woman and Shenaa and Alan turned to them.
The eyes of the old man and the woman were wide-eyed, they were like looking at someone from inside Shenaa.
"My name is Shenaa, this is my friend Alan" Shenaa said.
"Who are you?" ask the old man. "Why is your face so similar?" he said then held his chest as if it hurt.
"If you have no interest, please leave here..!" said cynically the woman as if she did not like the presence of Shenaa.
The offended Alan immediately went forward to shut down Shenaa. "If we're here, it means it's very important" Alan said firmly.
"Let's go in.." said the old man. Alan pulled Shenaa's hand to enter and they sat in the living room. "say what's wrong?" ask the man.
"Have you really forgotten the little boy you rejected?" alan asked unceremoniously while Shenaa was silent because Alan had been pressing Shenaa's hand.
"What do you mean?" ask the woman in a high tone.
"Do you know Nurliana and Nice?" shenaa asked with her eyes closed. Really, his heart was no longer strong.
The old man's eyes glared in surprise, "Where do you know my son's name?" ask the old man named Broto.
"They're my parents." replied Shenaa making the body of the woman named Asih begin to tremble.
"Basic impostors! they're dead...!" asih. "If you need the money we can give it to you."
"We don't need your money! we're just here to explain why you rejected Shenaa when you found out that her parents had died!" alan opened his voice.
"Defuse? who's being rejected?" ask Broto in confusion.
Alan then retold what his papah told him. Even the man could provide evidence if they dodged her later. Asih's face instantly turned red, the woman began to fear.
"If I see you're very rich. What treasure is one of his reasons?" alan asked with a sly grin.
"Can you explain Asih? didn't you say they died in an accident. Not even their graves you know!" said Broto trying to hold tightness in his chest.
"Sir, don't trust strangers easily! they could be fraudsters." he said in self-defense.
"No. Shenaa is very similar to Liana" she said, holding her chest.
"If you don't believe me, you can do a DNA test" Alan said, making Asih more frightened.
"I came all the way here just wondering why you guys rejected me first!" seloroh Shenaa with teary eyes.
"You're right Liana's son.you're my granddaughter.." murmured Broto with her quivering voice. "I never rejected you. You look a lot like Liana, your eyes and your way of speaking are very similar" Broto said of hugging Shenaa but the woman pulled Alan's body to avoid her grandfather's embrace.
"Don't touch me! just explain why you rejected me. After that I will live quietly without remembering my past."
Broto is confused to explain what, the old man does not know anything about Shenaa's refusal when Beni and some police officers bring him to the house.