
"Aggita Mother...!!! Mr. Ardiansyahhh...!!!"
Trinity's thunderous voice broke the calm and peaceful morning atmosphere in the four-story house.
The 30-year-old woman ran up the stairs with two jumps.
"Aggita's Mother..!!"
Very rudely he opened the door of Anggita Suryatama's room. And found the old woman chatting lightly with her son, on the balcony of his room.
"You know this isn't a football field?" Said Anggita Suryatama while sipping a cup of green tea without sugar.
"Know, Aunt Trinity. I knew his voice was more than a tronton horn, still a shrill scream.." Sam showed up with a body drenched in sweat.
"Dafa, Miss Anggita..!!"
Instantly the look on the faces of the three people changed drastically hearing the name called.
"Dafa --"
"My granddaughter why, Trinity..!!"
Trinity was still regulating his irregular breathing. "This morning-Dafa and his friends are leaving for Paris.."
"Paris?!!" Ardiansyah.
"You're not kidding me, Trinity!" Anggita Suryatama's voice is firm.
"I got this information straight away from Derrian, Bu Anggita.."
Ardiansyah got up while contacting someone through her phone. "Saturday is tomorrow, right, the wedding of Anindita and Danu. Does Dafa not know?!!" Tukas Ardiansyah's.
"Who are you calling?"
"Inu, Ma! I just want to make sure that --"
"I think Aunt Trinity is late for the news." Rafa appears still wearing his nightgown.
"What do you mean, Rafa?" Ask Anggita Suryatama.
Rafa showed me a photo on his phone. And apparently, the photo was sent directly by Inu when Dafa and his friends just arrived at the hotel where they stayed while in Paris there.
"Search for tickets now, Trinity!!" Anggita Suryatama's.
"But, Mom---"
"If you don't want to go, let me catch up with him!!"
"Mother..."
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"Den Dafa and some of his friends and teachers are in Paris, Mr-Mrs.."
Anindita who was enjoying her dinner, was immediately surprised not playing.
"Well, where does the news come from?" Danu is still trying to calm down.
"P-A-R-I-S...?" Kinno stamped on his position. "So-the news is true?"
Danu turned to look at her son. "You know and you didn't tell us?!"
Kinno held his head up. "That--" his tongue felt stiff.
"Den Dafa is very direct with me, Madam.."
"I can't stay here, Mom! I have to go see that fucking human, who brainwashed my son!"
"Ourst!!" Danu held Anindita's hand. "We can't be rash. Please..."
"But, Mom..."
"Sit down.." Danu asked very. It was only after Anindita sat down and calmed down again, Danu again asked Mbok Parni. "How long have they been there, Mbok?"
"Den Dafa did not say, Sir. Den Dafa just said next Wednesday will be back."
"We still have time to catch up with him, Mas..!"
"Annindus.."
"We're leaving tonight! Anyway I have to bring the boy back before Saturday tomorrow...!"
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"I shouldn't be concerned with my ego, James.." Anthony took a short breath. The guilt still haunts him. "And now, he really hates me."
Old Man James filled up again Anthony's cup of tea.
"But sir, I don't think Dafa is the type of child who harbors long-standing hatred."
Anthony stared fixedly at the face of his personal assistant. "Does that mean I'm not too late?"
Old man James put down his teapot. Then he put his gaze on the television screen in front of him.
"If I may be honest Mr--" Old Man James looked far away. "When I was close to the boy - I felt something - from his eyes - his voice - his smile - and also his unyielding spirit..."
Anthony's mind went far. He tried to open his memory back. Where when he was picking up the stomach of his wife who was pregnant with their first baby.
'If she were a girl, I'm sure she'd be as beautiful as you, baby...'
'And if he were a man - I'm sure he would have inherited greatness from you..'
A tear fell from the corner of Anthony's eye. Indeed, the memory of his memories with the person he loved the most, will only make new wounds in his life now.
"Sir, they won...!"
Anthony gasp. His eyes did not blink when he saw Dafa and his friends were jumping up and down in excitement while lifting up high the victory trophy made of glittering crystals.
"He proved it, James. He managed to outwit and disobey -- me -- and -- the others..."
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They, the most competent people and experts in the culinary field are holding a meeting at a star-rated restaurant in the Sudirman area, Jakarta.
They include Joe, Vallentino, Old Man Haris, Sicilia, Kimmy, Anthony Grooberry, Tomo, and four others.
"I'm sorry I waited so long..." Stevie Wallerima appeared in a soft pastel-colored canal dress. Beside him, stood a handsome man who always seemed to accompany him wherever he went.
"Why did you steal the start first, Stevie's mom!" Kimmy looked really upset.
Vallentino pulled a chair next to him. It was easy for the old woman to sit down.
"I'm going to pour money into building that school." Tukas Pak Tua Haris went straight to the point.
"Haha, apparently you don't want to be cheated again, Mr. Haris.." Said Sicilia in a half-little tone.
Stevie Wallerima can only smile in response to the babbling of his colleagues.
"So, what's your next plan, Mrs Stevie?" Ask Anthony to investigate.
"I don't think I'll do anything." Stevie Wallerima responded lightly. "Because at any time, I will continue to support the boy and his friends."
"While that means you're going to betray Mr. Martin Luther?"
"Ohhhh - - come on, Kimmy..!" Joe somewhat disagreed with his colleague's statement just now.
But Stevie Wallerima still looks calm and ordinary.
"Martin Luther was a great man who never had a successor. And it can't be just because of this little problem, he and I are hostile to each other." Stevie Wallerima's. "But it seems like he needs to open his eyes and heart.."
All those people instantly exchanged glances with each other
"What do you mean, Stevie's mom?" Joe doesn't seem to understand.
"The world is going to keep turning, Joe. It's not forever that Kinno will continue to be at the top." Stevie Wallerima's voice sounded heavy. "And I--- will never forget the old woman's words-" He looked at her one by one. "About the appearance of 'He'- 'The Challenger' that.."
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