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Thirty Nine

Shortly afterwards Aril got instructions from Refan so that Mr and Ms. Akarsana come into the car. Now it's just him and Bela both in the car.

"Dek Bela sat in front of the donk, Mas kok felt so not good to talk like this" said Aril while looking at Bela who was sitting in the back seat.

Because Bela respects Aril who is willing to help their family, Bela finally moved to sit next to Aril.

"I'm sorry, Aril, Bel has been thinking recklessly. Where is the wrong guess. I am very ashamed" said Aril sincerely.

Bela smiled because she felt funny with Aril's previous attitude. How can - usually Aril thinks Bela is a maid Father and Mother.

"Hahaha.it's okay. I don't take heart. But I was surprised how could Mas Aril think I was a maid?" ask Bela curious.

"Sorry Bel. When Mas came to your house in Surabaya it was the first time Mas saw you bring a tray and serve drinks for guests. Mas have met many relations, usually serving food or drinks at home they are always household assistants. Rarely do girls now mean Mas his son the host who gives dishes to his guests" replied Aril in self-defense.

"Yes, his life is here. If we live in the area, it is still very reasonable. Especially in our house the housekeeper does not stay overnight at home. They only come in the morning and the afternoon has returned to their home" said Bela.

"Oh, you deserve to drink. But you are good yes, today's young people are more indifferent at home. It only works in the room with all the busyness and lazy to come out again" said Aril.

"Our mother at home is only three, if I work only shut myself in the room pity Father and Mother lives lonely" replied Bela.

"That's the difference living in an area with the capital huh. If in the capital the family relationship is not as warm as the family who still live in the area. Families in the capital are all busy working and school. Most parents and children meet at the dinner table after that they are busy with their respective affairs" said Aril.

"The father was a hard and orderly man. If eating it must be together, pray too and we are taught to be concerned with the circumstances around. It's not because I'm a woman that I act that way. If in the past my brothers were all still complete, like Bimo Brother he most often mijitin Mother's feet in the TV room and we gathered and talked together" Bela replied.

"Your families are warm, harmonious, but I'm sorry Bimo was like that?" ask Aril.

"I was still Junior High and didn't understand anything. I saw you very angry with Mas Bimo and Mas Bimo started to rarely go home. Mother always cried every thought of Mas Bimo.And since then the atmosphere at home began to differ" replied Bela sad.

"Over time I started to know what happened to Mas Bimo. Everything changed since Mas Bimo knew the woman. Mas Bimo rarely came home when he was off college and even if he came home he rarely worshiped together. He always went to Maghrib and Isha prayers and came home almost late at night. That was the beginning of the war at home between Mas Bimo and Bapak. Mas Bimo and Mr. so often involved in the war of the mouth and the peak when Mas Bimo asked permission to marry his girlfriend who is non-Muslim. He was angry and felt he failed to educate his son. But Mas Bimo did not want to listen to the words of Father and Mother even though they had banned Mas Bimo very hard. As Mas Aril heard from the story of Mr. yesterday Mas Bimo chose to leave the family in order to pursue his girlfriend and come home to his girlfriend and get married there. Since then we lost contact, he seemed lost in the swallow of the earth even the Father forbade us to mention his name and talk about him while at home. The house becomes increasingly quiet, because usually Mas Bimo who always makes the atmosphere in the house crowded. If Mas Bima he is more serious and more quiet. Mas Bimo is jolly, nosy and likes to joke" said Bela.

"Oooh so so the story" welcome Aril understand.

Bela's eyes glazed - the glass remembers her memories with her two twin sisters.

"I'm sorry" Bela said.

"What's wrong" replied Aril.

Bela seemed to be tidying up her sitting position.

"How long have you not seen your sister?" ask Aril.

"Mm. about ten years old" Bela replied.

"Yes Mas, I'm closer to Mas Bimo than Mas Bima. Mas Bima is serious while Mas Bimo is funny and wants to play with me, even though our age is very far" said Bela.

"Definitely sad, haven't you seen your sister in a very long time?" ask Aril.

"That's how Mas, especially you don't allow us to mention or offend something related to Mas Bimo. You always look angry every time we bring up the name Mas Bimo. I always pray that one day Mas Bimo comes back and we can meet again. It turned out that God granted my prayers today" Bela covered her face with both hands.

Aril could not bear to see Bela crying like that, it felt like he wanted to caress Bela's head to calm her down.

She is an only child, while at home she often feels lonely, especially Bela who since childhood has grown and grew up with her brothers and sisters. Now just stay home alone.

His eldest brother had already left since ten years ago. The second brother died a year ago. So it was only natural that this time Bela was crying like this. This was a happy cry as soon as she was about to meet her long-gone brother.

Suddenly Aril's phone vibrated without an incoming message and he opened it.

Refane

Ril is safe. You and Bela can go into the restaurant and eat together.

Arile

Okay bro.

Aril hung up his phone and put it back in his pants pocket.

"What's up, Mom? Is that a message from Mas Refan?" ask Bela curious.

"Yes Bel, Refan told us to go inside the restaurant and eat together" replied Aril.

"Yes Mas, let us go down" asked Bela.

They got out of the car and walked into the restaurant and looked for a table reserved in Refan's name.

Shortly after, they reached the table. When he saw Bimo's face, Bela stopped and remained still.

"Maaaaas Bi. moooooo" call Bela with glazed eyes - glass holds haru.

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