Maudy had arrived in front of the house, but she was surprised to see the car at the front gate of her house. Who was that, she thought?
"Mom... Mom!" She shouted,
It so happened that at home there were Nuril and Fathur, who automatically gave a different response; Father, who just laughed; Mama, who frowned, confused; Fathur, who laughed out loud just like Maudy's father; and finally Nuril, who was unbelievably annoyed.
"That's a kid; memory loss isn't getting any better; it's just crashing. Just screaming like in the forest," she grumbled.
Mama Maudy saw Nuril confused. "Why him, dear?" asked her aunt.
Actually, Fathur was also uncomfortable seeing Maudy's parents, who would become his uncle and aunt, because of what Nuril had said earlier. Yes, for those who have forgotten that Mama Nuril is Maudy's father's sister, why did you call her Om? because Fathur feels that Maudy's father is the only man in their family and is actually the smallest child because he has one older brother and two younger sisters, including one mother, Nuril, who is now dead. You also know that Nuril's father died when he entered junior high school.
Fathur himself is not originally from Bandung; he is originally from Jogja, and his mother is from Solo. They are from different provinces, although still close, which is why he doesn't really know what people in Bandung call them. Even though he has lived for a long time, he rarely goes out because he only has a few friends, including his best friend Arga.
That's why he's also not very fluent in Javanese but still knows a little, even if he calls the people closest to him. So, he understands if it's Budhe, Bulek, Paklek, Pakdhe, Uncle and Uncle, or Ms. Not too much has changed; in fact, only a little has changed, except for customs. Well, they will marry according to two customs. All in Bandung, only reception in Jakarta. For this reason, he also asked Maudy's father, who would be Nuril's companion later.
"What's wrong with you, Dy?" asked the mother when she was at the door.
"Fathur, just relax, son," said Maudy's father, which made Fathur flinch a little. Because he knew this family, it was very rare to talk to Maudy's father because he rarely came home before he decided to retire. Now it's rare—only a few times, especially since the incident first happened. But that doesn't mean their father is cruel; it's just that they are reluctant. Their father is too kind and a little stiff towards other people, but not towards the family.
"Yes, Uncle," replied Fathur stiffly too, because of how many times he'd been greeted. but still reluctant.
"So, what are your plans for the next month? Maudy's father asked to confirm,
Fathur was about to answer, but, before he knew it, the voice of someone who came in stopped everything: "Nuyinggggg, I miss you. Maudy immediately rushed into Nuril's arms; he wasn't even ready when she brought snacks from behind.
"Dy, let go," said Nuril, stammering because Maudy's embrace was tight enough for him. "I don't want to; I miss you. Can't you tell me to let go? Maudy said, chuckling.
"Dy, let go first, son. Poor Nuril knows," said the mother.
Maudy even smiled mischievously. "Watch out, I just arrived at Dy. You don't have to ask me to fight," Nuril grumbled.
"Okay, we'll just hug again and have some snacks first," my father intervened, who deliberately separated them so that if they couldn't get messy, they would know that when they get together, there will be a lot of people.
"Will you let go? I'll hit you again. I'll lose my memory a second time; you're so stupid," said Nuril firmly, making Maudy want to let go with a frown.
"Nuying isn't fun, is it, Ma?" he said in defence, making his mother just chuckle.
Maudy then sat next to her father and picked up a cake that Nuril had brought from Bali.
"Where did you come from? Don't tell me you're looking for Encu," accused Nuril, looking at Maudy, who immediately widened her eyes.
"What era has it become, Mom, and you still have encu? Aren't you embarrassed that your fiancé is here talking about ECU? Let me explain everything about your behaviour, okay? Maudy threatened directly.
"You snitch, your memory loss isn't getting worse; it's getting worse!" annoyed Nuril.
Gone is their me-you-ness, replaced with the nicest replies. They always do, and don't be surprised by that.
"How are you?" asked Nuril.
"Okay," said Maudy. "Just see for yourself," he said again, still eating her cake.
"Just eat now," said Nuril.
"He just let it be, Ms. What's the matter? Don't disturb your life too," Maudy snapped back.
"What—" Nuril's words were stopped by Fathur. Meanwhile, Maudy's father just smiled when he saw his children, like before. Mama Maudy actually shook her head, as usual. Yes, they are used to this, and this is also what made their house lively and filled with laughter.
Where are Maudy, who likes to complain or tell stories, and Nuril, who is annoyed because she was found out, or other things that children and teenagers at their age can do?
"Okay, we'll debate later; let's eat and enjoy the snacks first," said the father again.
"Yeah, you guys must be tired too if you want to take a break first. Let Maudy Aunt tell you not to disturb. There are three more rooms here, one above the other, and the other is a warehouse where grandpa's belongings are stored. Nuril wants the upper or lower room. Separate rooms, okay? That was an order from her aunt, who had been considered her mother since she had lost her mother several years ago.
"Nuril is in the same room as Maudy. Tan, how are you doing? Nuril asked Fathur.
"Just leave me in the room upstairs; it's okay for the two of you downstairs," said Fathur.
"Are you sure? You want to share a room with Maudy? There are still two empty rooms downstairs, you know, beb," said the aunt, but Nuril just nodded reassuringly.
"Okay, let Auntie finish it first, okay? said the aunt, but was detained by Fathur and Nuril.
"No need, aunt; let's just do it. Auntie, just rest; I'll just go with Maudy," she said, glancing at Maudy, but Maudy, who didn't understand, refused, saying, "Ugh, I don't want to. You're on your own," she said.
But, again, Nuril gave a code by squinting his eyes until Maudy understood and finally nodded.
"Ah, yes, Ma. He said Nuril also wanted to tell a story about Bali," she said spontaneously, making Mama turn towards them and nod at the same time.
"Auntie, let us just be the three of us; auntie and uncle can just rest," said Fathur, not feeling good about causing trouble, even though they had to come here anyway. Ask for a blessing.
"Certain?" Mama asked, still doubtful, but seeing the three young people nodding, she finally gave up.
"Oh, yes, Ma," said Maudy, stopping her mother. "Yeah, kid?"
"Rein will come later; at seven in the evening, we are going to see the night market. Is that okay? Maudy asked
"That's okay, as long as it's not until twelve o'clock, it's eleven o'clock at the latest, ok. You haven't fully recovered yet," said Mama wisely.
"Fine," he said, raising both thumbs.
Then Mom left, followed by Dad not long after.
"Who is Rein? Nuril asked curiously, looking sharply at Maudy, and Fathur also looked at him as if he were a suspect.
"Friend, yes, my friend," she answered casually, so relaxed that it even made Fathur and Nuril look at each other while shrugging their shoulders as if they didn't know
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Maudy, Fathur, and Nuril finally cleaned the upstairs room for Fathur to occupy for a few days.
"Uh, whose photo is this? Maudy asked
Nuril and Fathur, who saw the picture at the same time, immediately became silent. That's why, in the picture of Nuril, Fathur, and Arga, where is Maudy? Yes, he was the one who took the photo. And he really doesn't remember. When they came home from school, they often went to the lake, where there was a cafe, to hang out with ordinary students with limited finances. At that time, they were in the eleventh grade, about eight years ago, on Fathur's birthday.
"Who's this? Maudy repeated back.
"Oh, my friend," said Fathur calmly, even though he was just as stiff as Nuril.
"Friend? I've never seen Sis," she said again.
"He's not here, Dy," replied Nurils.
"Where to?" Why does it seem like he's crazy? Curious, he somehow seemed familiar with this person.
"Ouch, my head hurts," he said, causing the two of them to panic. The photo fell, and Maudy let it go. Fathur immediately took it and threw it in the trash can, while Nuril held Maudy to guide him to sit on the bed and calm him down.
"Beb, get some water over there and eucalyptus oil. Just let him sleep first," said Nuril.
"Okay," said Fathur.
Then he left there and took what Nuril mentioned, but Fathur forgot that the photo was still in the trash can in his room.