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Ivan's Story

14.05 WIB - Dion House

"Rania no word on Van?" tanya Nadine who walked with a gontai to the terrace of her beautiful house. The tea glass in his hand was still steaming, his face still looking deathly pale.

"Not Nad, the phone is dead" I replied as I stared at the screen of my phone.

Nadine simply smiled as she dropped her body on the chair, occasionally sipping warm tea in her hands.

"Thank you guys for looking at me, only today can you get out of bed" he replied.

"Lo kok ga story if pregnant Nad, I think what a pain," I replied between worry and happy when knowing Sean will have a sister.

"Just yesterday I went to the doctor. She was 8 weeks pregnant. Praise God, Sean will have another sister" Nadine replied as she stroked her stomach.

"Nadine tuh if pregnant rich people sick Van. Sean's pregnant she's been vomiting for 6 months. It can't be stressful at all" replied Dion, who approached the two of us with a cup of coffee for me.

"Lo don't stress out Bro. No need to crawl if you go home from work, Nadine inget needs you at home,"

"Hahaha go where too. There is Nanda now. I'm dizzy if he nanyain lo every day Van," he said while shaking his head considering Nanda's behavior.

I sipped my coffee in agitation. I just smiled at Dion's talk about Nanda, but my mind wasn't here. My thoughts are only with Rania, where is she now?

"Van, maybe Rania is busy making cookies, and her phone is dead" Nadine said as if she could read my mind.

"Yes, but he promised to come here. There's no way he's forgotten, let alone know you're sick," I'm worried.

"Maybe there is a sudden order and the customer is waiting. I also have a cake business, you know really like the sorrow of the baker if there is an impromptu pesenan," replied Nadine to calm me.

"Samperin is Van" said Dion.

"Datengin to his house. How many times have you failed to meet Rania. This time your efforts must be even harder" suggested Nadine.

This time they were right, maybe my efforts were less to seek Rania's sympathy. No, I'm not looking for sympathy. I love them, I miss the laughter of their three children. I miss the scent of Kian that I used to hold tightly.

"Don't want to upset Van. Lo is moving to his house now. Who knows why until he can't come. Say hello to me, next time if my stomach is not nauseous, I call Rania. I miss them too" said Nadine.

I followed the advice of my two best friends. A deep yearning as well as a strong sense of heart urged to meet him. The gifts I prepared for Kila, Kica and Kian I should give. After saying goodbye to Dion and Nadine, I plugged the gas without hesitation down the streets of Bintaro Toll. This time there was no doubt in my chest, my determination was already unanimous to meet.

16.45 WIB - Rania House

My car finally stopped in front of Rania's house, seen the door of her house open indicating there was someone in the house. I heard Kian's screams, making me impatient to call them.

"Assalamu'alaikum"

"Waalaikumsalam," answered the voice inside the house opening the door wide.

"Excuse me Auntie, is Rania there? I'm Ivan Dion and Rania's friend" I said to Rania's confused mother.

"Oooh Nak Ivan, who was Rania in the hospital at the time, yes" replied his mother began to recognize me.

"Please enter Ivan Nak, but sorry in the mess, Kian swears water nih," asked his mother politely.

"Thank you Auntie, I'm out. I can meet Kila, Kica and Kian, Auntie," I asked.

"Goddess. Kilaaaaa, Kicaaaaaa there's Om Ivan to see you. Mana Kian, meet Om Ivan again, "call his mother to find his three grandchildren.

I heard screaming from inside the house. I want to look but it's not polite. My heart dag dig dug not careless. I don't know why the first thing I looked for was her kids, while Rania didn't know where.

"Tuh salim used to be the same Om Ivan," said Rania's mother took Kila and Kica to the terrace of the house. The two of them looked shyly hiding behind his grandmother.

"Hello Kila, Kica. Still want the same Om Ivan gak," my broom while crouching in front of them.

"Om Ivan who bought ice cream in the mall yes," said Kica softly and withhold embarrassment.

"Yeah, still snot yeah. How are you, baby,"

"Okay Om," he replied while still holding in shame.

"You guys where it was this afternoon, Om ngajak y'all play to Sean's house," I asked while holding their hands together.

"Mama went with Grandma Yuni. I guess for a second, it's a long time ago. Just got Mama home just now," Kimpal Kila said with a frown.

"Yaaaah. You're gonna pick you up so you can play with Sean,"

"Yaaaa Om. I'm sad not to be playing at Sean's house" Kica replied.

"Don't be sad, bring gifts for you. Let's not be sad anymore. Aunt Nadine also loves your favorite cupcakes," I replied as I gave them a gift I prepared.

Kila and Kica immediately shouted excitedly at the gift I had brought. Their eyes sparkled, as if happy with the gift I gave them.

"Thank!!!"

That familiar voice called my name. Rania looked surprised to see me crouching in front of Kila and Kica who was engrossed in opening gifts. He emerged from the house holding Kian.

"Ivan, I'm so sorry I couldn't make it. I was invited by Auntie..."

"It's okay Ran. Kila told me that. You invited Aunty to his house, yes" cut me to calm the panicked Rania while apologizing.

"Sit the Van, sorry in the dirty. Kian abis nukahin milk so sticky,"

"She's relaxing, Ran, I'm just sitting here" I replied as I sat on the porch. While Kila and Kica are busy opening gifts on the floor. While Kian seemed to be starting to recognize me, her tiny lips chattered while throwing an adorable smile.

"You're big, you're the same here as Ivan," call me to this walking baby. Kian straight down from Rania's lap and walked towards me. I immediately carried her body, I admired her hair that was still wet and fragrant baby shampoo. His tiny hands pinched gently on my cheeks, like he was asking me to joke while continuing to chatter cheerfully.

"Om Ivan also wants to continue the same Kian, kangeeeeen really wants to kidnap the three of you," I replied with his tiny hands. This plump baby laughed crisply holding back the tickle.

There was a sweet smile in front of me. The corner of my eye caught haru's gaze as Kian was in my arms. I looked back and our eyes clashed. There was not a word that came out, which felt only a crunching vein but with all my heart held.

"How are you," I asked while letting Kian down from the lap.

"It's still the same as yesterday. God willing, Van," he replied.

"I've moved to Jakarta, Ran. If you need anything, tell me, yes" I replied.

"Thank Van. Where are you living now?"

"While still at her sister's house Mama. Office budget for apartment rental has not gone down the problem," I reply while looking at his own eyes.

"Alhamdulillah, your career is more successful if you move to Jakarta. Can often meet Dion right now," he said while returning my gaze.

"It wasn't Dion I was looking for, but....."

Tin Tiiiiiii

A black MPV car honks right in front of this house. He got up and ran towards me.

"Loh Aunt Yuni is going back here" said Rania who stood up from her seat.

Get the passengers out of the car one by one. A big man I've seen standing in front of Rania's house the other day, then a 50-year-old woman who might be Aunt Yuni.

"Tante, can anyone help you again?" greet Rania while opening the gate. The woman called Aunt Yuni was seen carrying a package that seemed to contain food.

"This is Loh Ran, the food is missing. Unfortunately if it's not finished, so Auntie bring all you want anther Om haircut," reply tantenya.

The big man looked straight at me. Observing me who was hugging Kian on my lap. I threw a smile at the two of them, trying to take the sympathy of Rania's family.

"For any guests Ran?," the man asked as he glanced at Rania.

"I'm Ivan, Om. Rania's friend" I said, extending my hand.

"Day. Rania's om, this is Rania's tant," she replied.

"Delete cement?" asked Aunt Yuni as if interrogating me. He seemed unwilling to be still in my arms.

"Ivan this is my friend. Uh how is that clear. Anyway those who support Rania all this time Auntie," cut Rania like bad with their question.

"What support? If the material support the family can still love, Ran," said Om Hari who suddenly sat in Rania's chair. I immediately stood up to allow the tant to sit down.

"It doesn't have to be material. Those who help Rania can rise up until now," answered Rania began to rile.

"It's good that such support, if the material is ours-we can still help you," jawan Om Hari sampil threw a glance at my car parked in front of his black MPV.

"Eh Yuni, come in here. Where are you going in the afternoon?" said Rania's mother out to them both.

"It wants food, I told Rania to take it and miss it" replied Aunt Yuni while giving a package of food.

"Look Yun, I made a bakwan still a faggot," he replied.

"Wah may Brother. I was here first, Rania talked, "he replied while throwing a glance at Rania who was getting upset.

"Udah wants Magrib loh Ran, the children ask to take a shower gih. Kian can not play outside if you want this magrib," ordered Aunt Yuni while pulling Kian's hand.

"Excuse me, Auntie. I want to leave first afternoon," I said the more clumsy will be their arrival.

"Yes, this afternoon. Kasian Rania if the magrib-magrib in the presence of guests, will be the material of speech of people," said Aunt Yuni as if giving a warning to me.

"Kian, Om Ivan go home first huh," I whispered to Kian who was still sagging spoiled to me.

"No no no no no no" Kian chanted as he lashed my chest. He put his hands together and dropped his head on my chest.

"Kian, Om Ivan went home first he said. Later to play with my sister, yes" said Rania trying to pull Kian from my arms.

Kian shook his head violently, the look on his face scowled and he screeched loudly.

"Om dear Kian. We will play again with Mama and Sister," I whispered softly to her ears. Kuciumi cheeks and I hug her tiny body. Eventually he starts to loosen his arms and moves on to Rania.

"Pamit ya Ran. I'll tell you later" I whispered slowly to him. I immediately say goodbye to his mother, Om Hari and Aunt Yuni. Disappointed at their arrival, but what they say is true.

I entered the car immediately, while driving slowly I looked at the face that was still looking at me while holding Kiana. Kila and Kica paid attention while hugging the storybook I gave them. Ah, this meeting is too short. But even then I was happy enough, seeing his face and hearing his voice was enough for me. May the universe be on my side tomorrow.