Mysterious Gus
#29. Memories in the Kitchen
..."Being like this is not my desire. If God permits, I would love to live properly,"...
...Farelle...
GREXDA has entered the grand palace of the Pramayudha residence. As it turned out, Hutama was standing in front of the main door since just now just to wait for them. A father was of course worried that his three children would not go home, especially bringing the students.
Almost dozens of motorcycles were parked lined up in a very large yard. The motorbike is very good if sold.
"Assalamu'alaikum" they said as they approached Hutama.
"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Where are you guys from? Why so long? That too, why is his face bruised?" Hutama replied with various slurs at the end of his sentence.
"Former party, Om. Should have come home from earlier, there was only a rowdy street waiter," replied Akhyar so relaxed, the man had already known the figure of the father of the chairman.
"You're not papa, are you? Is anyone hurt? His head ran out of surgery yesterday, "panicked Hutama.
"No pa-"
"Operation farel?" That question represents all GREXDA children who did not know Farel had surgery.
"Gue ain't papa. Obatin your wounds keep resting!" Farel answered and asked all his companions to enter the house. Fortunately, the house was so large that it could accommodate them.
"Ta-" Akhyar's words had to be cut off when he got a sharp look from Farel.
"Yes, let's go in! Obatin his wounds had just rested," said Hutama brought them in.
"Momu?" Farel asked about the whereabouts of his umma when his body was already sitting nicely next to the abah.
"Udah slept," Farel simply nodded and went towards the kitchen letting the others take turns treating his injuries.
Farel sat his body on the dining table chair, his gaze watching the activities of the maids who prepared meals and drinks for his friends.
"Den Farel needs something?" Ask the maid chief who was close to Farel from childhood.
"Susu," answered Farel briefly which fortunately the maid named Imar understood.
"Den Farel why? Tangled so on her face?" Imar came with a glass of cold chocolate milk plus a sprinkling of oreo on it, Farel's favorite drink.
"Cape it," Farel replied and sipped his drink so well.
"Drink vitamins don't forget, Den. Medication from the hospital yesterday also do not forget to drink, "the attention of Imar, for Imar, Farel is like his own son. Imar also knew how dark Farel was in the past.
"Yes, Bik. Aunt break, gih!"
"Yes, Aunt wait for the others first. Aunty took the compress first to bruise Aden, "Imar got up from his sitting position and took the compress to Farel, and, farel's gaze was never distracted from the middle-aged woman who had served since young in his family.
"Do you want to compress yourself or compress?" Tawar Imar's.
"Compressin" Farel replied with a faint smile. Farel really loved that woman.
"Don't often make the house people worried, Den. Especially Mother, she was very worried," Imar said by continuing to compress Farel's bruises.
"Thank you, Bik" said Farel staring sincerely at Imar.
Imar also stared back at his employer's son. Her eyes glazed over despite the smile adorning her lips.
"Aden is now big. Yesterday was a small. Cepet gedenya, Bibi is also getting older," said Imar with still continuing to treat Farel's wounds.
"Aden is now a strong, kind, loving man. Everything can be alone, no more Aunty needed,"
"Bi" said Farel when his beloved aunt began to fumble.
"First, usually buy siomay with Auntie. Make a cake with Aunt. Clean the glass together, even flowers. Now, Aunt's son is big. I was independent, had my own income, could clean my own bed, buy my own snacks," Imar began to shed tears.
"Farel needs Aunty" argued Farel grasping the hand that once cared for him affectionately.
"Aden has to be a better person, huh? Do not stay in prayer. It also has to be stronger. Everything will definitely end happily if Aden faces it with a heart,"
"Emang Aden wants to take care of Auntie later? How's his wife trying?" Tanya Imar chuckled with tears that increasingly wet his cheeks, do not know why, Imar wanted to continue to hug his master's son.
"Yes, Farel will take care of Auntie too. Abah and Umma. Farel's children will call Aunt 'grandmother'. Then Farel's wife will learn to cook with Aunty,"
"When can his wife cook how?"
"Tell me to learn again with Auntie. Let it taste similar to Bibi's cuisine," answered Farel plain that makes Imar more sobbing.
"It has to be a good head of the family but, huh?"
"Yes, I've taught you to be the man in charge,"
"That's a sinister sinter" Imar's laughter rubbed Farel's hair.
Farel stood up from his position. His big hand rubbed gently the tears of Imar. A smile was also present on his lips.
"Auntie must be healthy always so that you can see Farel later. Farel dear Bibi," Farel hugged Imar so tightly, and vice versa.
"Auntie loves Aden more. Always be patient, son. You are willing, so God give it all,"
"Yes, Bi. Kan, there's aunty who's also Farel's minister,"
"Now you've been talking sweet, huh? Training for baperin who, hm?" Tanya Imar made Farel chuckle.
"Udah malem, Aunt rest! The wound is not dead,"
"Tell?"
"Yes, tomorrow Auntie has to make Farel a special fried rice breakfast!"
"OK, tomorrow Auntie. Aden also took a break, too,"
"Yes, Bik,"
"Good night,"
"Night," Farel smiled faintly looking at Imar who passed towards the room.
Farel sat back down and sighed. His mind returned to laughter when the woman whose status was someone else, so loved him. The love Imar gave him was not out of pity, but because of sincerity. Farel knows that.
"Gus?" The call made Farel turn his head and find Fisha walking closer.
"Hm,"
"Well, is it here alone? Others are almost ready for sleep and sleep. Gus been lobbied?" Fisha rambled while taking drinking water in the refrigerator.
"Lo's hand?" Ask Farel back.
"Udah is not a papa," Fisha showed her hand and made Farel cluck. The hand is still red.
"Compress!" Farel gave his compress to Fisha, Fisha would not want to have to accept it.
"So Fisha accidentally heard Gus chat with Aunt. Sorry," said Fisha sitting across from the Gus.
"Hm," Farel replied indifferently and then passed when he made sure Fisha compressed her hand.
"Gus why, yeah? I think from yesterday it was so tangled in his face. Is it because of a past incident?" Fisha muttered in astonishment at the back of Sagn Gus who began to disappear in the distance.
"The closer I get to you, the harder it will be for me to leave you" Farel said.
Tbc...
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