Larasati & Mr. Regent
Dirga's?

Day by day passed. They are still in Bandung. Still gulping the favor called honeymoon. All the tourist attractions they visited. From those in the Lembang area, Ciwidey, Dago, Cibaduyut all they explore. Starting from the instagramable to the natural smell.

"Yank, buy souvenirs first yes. After that we go to aunt brother's place. Aunty Meli" said the Ambassador when he left the hotel.

"Okay baby, what do you want to buy?" ask Laras while opening the car door.

"As far as you. Do you remember the Bandung area?" tanyanya while driving a car.

"Well, I don't know how I've been here for almost 5 years. Internship here. Must have memorized it"

"Many dong friends you are here. Why not meet up with them?"

"They've returned to their respective cities. There's a real one here. But I have no contact" explained Laras.

The ambassador just nodded oooo, he drove his car towards the central place of souvenirs. Not long after they got there.

They went down and entered the shop. Brownies, milk sponge, moci, chocolate, plump, picnic roll, peuyem, basreng, cililin wajit, cireng. There's all. Baras picked some of the food and paid for it.

"Add this one Ay, Aunt Meli likes this very same" said the ambassador beside Laras who was at the cashier.

"Yes"

After paying, they headed straight for Pasteur. Visit to aunt Meli's house. Duta told me about aunt Meli to his wife.

"Ay, aunt Meli nih adek mamah most bontot. They are 5 brothers, mamah son number 3, who yesterday dampingin mamah pakdhe number 2, whose number 1 has died. The number 4 woman who yesterday struck you, helped my brother manage the catfish. This is number 5.

"But she was following her husband's religion. Alias non muslims. So don't be surprised when you get in. He used to be a very hostile family, but mamah and aunt Rum number 4 did not have to see it. The uncles did not get mamah and aunt Rum to visit or give food to them"

"Oooh, her husband said she was sick. What pain bang?" ask Laras.

"Sick stroke, no longer able to walk. I can only sit in a wheelchair. Doctor's son. Listen, his son's salary runs out to treat his father. Where he's here is just wiyata puskesmas. Not how much revenue"

"Public doctor bang?"

"Yes, he joined BLUD yesterday. One hospital is the same as you later Ay"

"Thank God, thank God, now he is accepted as a BLUD doctor"

"Yes, may om Kusman be given a cure. Aamiin's"

"Aamiinu. How many kids do they have?"

"Only 1 dear"

After passing the journey far enough because of traffic jams, they arrived at a simple house. There was parked a car that looked familiar to Laras.

I think I knew that car. But who's it got?. Inner Barrel in the liver.

the tok tok tok. The ambassador knocked on the door of the house.

"Excuse me" he said.

"Yaaa" sounded the voice of a woman from within. Door opened. cheklek.

"Yeah, Dutaaa. How are you, baby?" she said while hugging the Ambassador.

"Alhamdulillah good aunt" replied the Ambassador while greeting his aunt. Laras also greeted what he believed was Aunt Meli.

"This must be your wife, right? Beautiful" said aunt Meli while hugging Laras.

"Yes aunty, I am Laras, wife of bang Duta" he replied. "It's for aunt"

"Thank kasiiih. Comein. Om is in his room, Dirga is also inside" said aunt Meli with a smile.

Deg deg. Dirga's? Pambudi Aerospace?

"Ay, come on" said the ambassador resuscitated Laras.

"Eh, yes bang" she smiled back and entered the house.

"You want to meet me right away?" ask aunt Meli.

"Yes" replied the Ambassador. They brought Aunt Meli into the room om Kusman. While passing through the living room Laras saw a photo of Dirga.

When entering his room, there was Dirga who was feeding the papa.

"Da'!" pekik Dirga saw Duta enter his papa room with a smile.

"Hi Ga, om Kusman" said Duta.

"Without?" he said when he met Laras.

"Lhoh, you know Aa's wife'?" ask Ambassador.

"Know A', this is Aa's wife'?"

"Yes, I'm the wife of bang Duta, your older cousin" Laras said.

Why did Laras know Dirga? Could it be. ah already. Don't suspect the Ambassador.

"Ooh, it's been someone's wife as it turns out. Congratulations to Race" said Dirga disappointed.

The ambassador sat next to his. Greet her. "How are you? Sorry the new ambassador came here. Meet you, this is Ambassador's wife. Baras. A doctor of the soul"

Om Kusman could only move his eyes.

"Quickly healed om, we all want to be healthy again" said Laras.

"Yes already, just talk in the living room yuk. Let om can rest" said aunty Meli.

"We stay first. Get well soon" said the ambassador. They left Kusman's room and turned to the living room.

Dirga was in the kitchen making drinks for them. Thin smile on his lips.

"Why smile like that? You know the Ambassador's wife?" suddenly Aunt Meli was already behind Dirga.

"That mama ngagetin only. Know mah. He's the one Dirga used to tell me about"

"You mean she's the girl who made you want to convert to Islam and make papah stroke so?"

Dirga nodded. "Yes, he's the guy. He is the one who fought. But his heart is not for Dirga"

"Yes, it's not your soul mate. Just find another one. Eh, but you no longer feel the same Laras? Mama doesn't want you to be a destroyer of people's relationships"

"You just calm down. Self-conscious about mah. Dirga compared to Aa'? Far away is the sky like the earth. Our religion is different too. So there's no way we're going to be together"

"Thank God you understand. Budhe Aini has helped our family a lot, son"

"Yes-iya my mama lamaang, do not worry" said Dirga while throwing a smile.

"Yes already, a sip of his drink. Mama accompanied them first"

"Yes mah"

Aunty Meli met the Ambassador and Laras who were sitting in the living room.

"Indeed not a soul mate, want to be forced to like anything I will not hold. Huft. Let's make peace with Dirgaaa's past, focus on healing papah" he said smiling and delivering the drink.

While in the living room, Laras and Duta were both silent. Not knowing what to reveal. More precisely, where do you want to start?. Aunt Meli came from behind.

"Cock on diem siiih? It's a snack, eaten oruh. The drink was just made by Dirga"

"Yes aunt, thank you. Oh yes aunt, Dirga leaves for Magelang when?"

"Tomorrow said. You guys still in Bandung?"

"We are also returning tomorrow to Magelang aunt. Honeymoon is done. Later Dirga one hospital with Laras te" said Duta.

"Oh yeah? Aunty tipped Dirga ya Duta, if the naughty jewer who fasted until his ears red"

Dirga came with a drink. "Dirga has been big like this time yes dijewer anyway maaaah. Shameful atuh"

The conversation just flows. Laras just silently listened to the story about the family.

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