Unknown Baby
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Yuno's eyes were closed, the long journey made her body very tired. He accidentally fell asleep on the living room couch, covering his face with the hat he had been carrying since getting off from Raden Intan airport.

His mind floated everywhere, even he dreamed of his body being stacked with files.

"Sleep in the room, I'll have lunch."

The sentence made Yuno wake up, seeing her father sweat. Yuno picked up her fallen hat, then stood up. Looking at the wall clock, it is enough to sleep two hours. He wants to rest.

Since becoming Chairman of WterSun Group, he only sleeps about 3-4 hours a day. Work piled up until it made him careless. He felt nauseous just from looking at the file.

His eyes turned to Kahfi who was lifting the cardboard to the back shed. "Fi, later in the afternoon pick up my suitcase at the airport."

"Well, the suitcase wasn't taken, Bang?"

"Let's have a job."

"Dam."

Yuno turned to Faiq, "i rest in the room first, Dad."

Yuno paid no heed to Kahfi who was babbling after being given the task of being a sister after such a long time, she climbed the stairs to the second floor.

The second floor changed a lot. Kahfi's toys are no more. Replace with piles of books on shelves, sofas and and ornamental trees in the corner.

He turned the knob of his bedroom door, all still looking the same after 13 years had passed. Even though the color is now turning worn. Yuno's lips smiled, feeling nostalgic.

"Ah, so kangen a long time ago."

Yuno to her closet, saw her clothes when she was 12 years old. Small and short. His now tall and large body could not fit anymore. Then Yuno crouched down, looking for her treasure.

The chicken piggy bank is still there, dusty and worn out. The color also fades. He shuffled the piggy bank until it made a sound. Again his lips lifted.

"Later tonight I'll cut you off" he said.

Yuno put the piggy bank back in place, she stood up and closed the closet door. His body turned around, looking around the room.

A blue white shirt was still behind the door, complete with her pants and tie. Unfortunately the name no longer exists. He recalled taking the nametag to Jakarta and giving it to the blind girl.

"The girl still owes me food."

Yuno was curious whether the blind girl could finally see or not? He was too busy to find out. Letting destiny bring them together in its own way.

Yuno lay her body on the bed, it sounded kretek, it felt like it was going to break. It turns out that Myesha did not change her bed even though it was 13 years.

"It could be dangerous for the first night" he said.

Yuno's outstretched hand grabbed the bolster pillow, it was quite musty but she liked it. His eyes were closed, dreaming of a childhood when he was still living here with his adoptive family.

Right now Yuno forgets everything that happened during her time in Jakarta and America, returning to village life without fighting for power. Not thinking about stocks and not pretending to be strong people.

Here he could be himself, Yuno Putra Alamsyah, came from a simple family in Lampung. Comfortable life without pressure and enemies.

Maybe, if he was the son of this family. The enemy is just the neighbor's mistreatment, the neighbor's spite, the neighbor's gossip and such a simple thing. It is not Haikal or a business rival that is at all times life threatening.

Tok tok tok tok

The sound of the door being knocked, Yuno sat down. Look at his watch. Turns out he slept three hours. He yawned before walking to the door.

"Lunch, yuk. Mother already masakin fried catfish."

"I prayed first, Bun."

"And every call Dad the same Mother ngingetin continues."

Myesha looked very happy, she patted Yuno on the shoulder before leaving her. Waiting for his beloved son to have lunch in the kitchen.

After the prayer, Yuno went down to the first floor. He did not expect that everyone was waiting for him. His smile expanded, walking quickly sitting in his chair.

He misses them all, every day after leaving this house. Yuno always misses. He can powerfully go through a grueling day in America just by remembering his family.

Yuno wiped away the water in the corner of her eyes, her waiting has ended today. She's home. This is his family's house. Where she felt such genuine affection despite not having any blood relations at all.

"Let's pray first" said Dad.

They prayed together, and Mother gave rice on Yuno's plate. Dad put the biggest catfish, Kahfi put the default, and Pinea put the sambel.

They were something of the most precious, more than treasures and shares. After the hard day that he had gone through the past few years, Yuno finally reached the point of returning. Gathering with a family he loved very much.

Finished eating, Kahfi left with Pinea to pick up the suitcase that Yuno was staying in at the airport. Yuno is called Myesha and Faiq. The three of them sat in the middle room.

Tell a lot of things, open an old album that is outdated. Yuno brought many photos while in America. This 13-year journey. Unfortunately, it was in the suitcase.

"It's when you're only 5 months old, her hair's a hell of an antenna." Mother showed me a picture of Yuno as a baby.

"This kok on the ship, Bun? Travel to where?"

"Time to Jakarta," replied Mother.

Suddenly Faiq interrupted, "that time your mother was nominated for Webcuun Awards. The most popular comic."

"Yusha the Prince?" guess Yuno.

Faiq nodded, "yes."

"That's really cool."

This time it was Myesha who interrupted, "but make it there a lot of obstacles."

"Ceritain dong," urged Yuno curiously.

Didn't expect him to come along as Myesha reached her highest career. That day Myesha and Faiq told of their journey during Yuno's childhood. Their achievements and also some events that made them almost divorced.

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