
"Sister Thomas, Zara?" said Santi who first voiced.
"Thomas?" Now Irfan also voiced with his incredulous gaze.
"Jeez, Santi, Irfan?" Thomas and Zara were no less surprised by the presence of Rico's parents who were none other than their old friends.
They walked over to each other, and then embraced Thomas and Irfan, as well as Santi and Zara. Long enough they with his embrace to release the longing that has not met or patience. Until almost two minutes of the hug, now they take off his embrace. It was alternately Santi hugged Thomas, his adoptive brother who was very meritorious during his school first. While Irfan and Zara just shook hands because they were both awkward to hug.
"Sister Thomas," Santi muttered in his arms.
Thomas took off his embrace from Santi, smilingly looking at the face of the woman who had been his foster sister. Her face is still beautiful as when they first met, only age and wrinkles on the face that make the woman look older.
"You crying?" thomas asked as he looked at the slightly wet end of Santi's eyes.
Santi shook his head while rubbing the corner of his eyes.
"Where's my sister been this whole time? Why is there no news at all?" ask Santi.
"I'm sorry I left without telling you" Thomas said guiltily.
When the incident occurred several years ago, where their small family suffered a disaster that caused their first child to die, Zara and Thomas immediately decided to leave the country of his birth to London. They went without saying goodbye to everyone she knew, including Santi and Irfan. They kept all their life in London a secret and kept their troubles here in close quarters. No one knows their problems and their lives in London except the closest family. All that they do so that someone who causes the problem does not know their existence. It was enough to lose a child to make them slump, especially for Zara who had been traumatized to return to this city.
Santi and Irfan who do not know their problems are clearly very confused with their departure without saying goodbye. Until now they still wonder why his friend left them even without any news for more than twenty years.
"Ma, let's sit down yuk first. Poor aunt Zara and the others stood still" Rico told his mother.
I will also be aware of the situation in the room. He turned his gaze to the four adults he did not recognize except Alfian, as well as the little girl in his carriage. Before questioning who the little girl was, Santi's eyes were fixed on a beautiful woman standing beside Alfian. He smiled at her and approached her.
"Is this Aura?" santi asked as she glanced at Thomas and Zara.
Everyone there looked at Santi with different eyes. Irfan also questioned the same thing, while others seemed to be sad about the question.
"This is Marisa, auntie. Alfian's wife," said Alfian, opening his voice.
Santi who heard Alfian's words only expressed his forgiveness while smiling.
"Oh. Is this your son?" Alfian. "It's so adorable."
"Is this Thomas's son too?" santi asked as she approached Morgan.
Santi smiled again, he then looked for someone there.Someone who should be there who is none other than Thomas' first child, Aura.
The small aura that was one year old when they last met was about several tens of years ago.
"Where is Aura, Brother Thomas?"
Santi waited long enough for the answers of the people there to his question. All were still silent with faces that were hard to guess. Even the sad face of Zara who since the first Santi thought that Marisa was Aura was not realized by Santi. He really did not understand what was going on until he did not realize the small thing on the faces of the people there.
Irfan who was initially unaware of it, when he saw the atmosphere of silence on his wife's question then began to suspect if Santi's question had offended his old friend. He was about to melt the atmosphere by diverting the discussion, but it was preceded by Rico.
"Ma, just talk while sitting down. Poor guest, must still be tired because it just arrived."
Santi who looked confused by the suddenly silent atmosphere agreed with the words of his son. Now they take a position to sit on the sofa according to their wishes. Santi and Irfan sat next to Thomas and Zara. Their children followed in front of him.
The atmosphere still seemed awkward to Alina's family. Makes Irfan increasingly suspicious if something happened from his wife's question earlier. And Santi also seemed to start suspicious because he saw the face of Zara who looked moody.
"What's this, Zara?" ask Santi wonder. "Sister Thomas, what is this really about?"
By then their ordered food had come, making Santi drown in questions about the arrival of the waiter there.
"Mama, we better eat first. The food will be cold so it's not good."
Now Alina opened her voice, trying to unravel the suddenly awkward situation. This was their first family meeting, and their parents' first meeting after decades of not seeing each other. Don't get to their first meeting these are just tears of sadness spilled. He and Rico are planning a meeting tonight to have fun and meet kangen for his parents, not to be sad. Alina also asked for help from her two brothers, sister-in-law, and Rico to restore the atmosphere.
"Yes, Ma. Aunt, Uncle, let's eat first. Later the food is not good anymore if it is cold," said Rico also responded to the words of Alina.
"Well, how are you two?" Everyone stared at Morgan who also opened his voice. "Why does Alina call Rico's parents Mama, while Rico still calls Auntie. It's so cheated."
All laughed at Morgan's funny-sounding words, except for Zara, who still left sadness and longing for her first daughter, Aura.
"You must be strong, dear. I understand how you feel, but do not let our son be disappointed by destroying his well-prepared show" Thomas whispered to his wife in the laughter of their children and friends.
Zara was silent for a moment thinking about her husband's words. Right, he mustn't destroy the show his son and his girlfriend have prepared tonight because of his own feelings. She knew that her children must also have the same sadness, so she should not be selfish herself for not thinking about the feelings of others there.
Zara sighed repeatedly to regulate her unstable emotions. After feeling enough, he also tried to reissue his smile so that the atmosphere came back to life.