Chapter 3

Raka clearly remembers the middle-aged woman who stood in front of him, the woman Raka had missed all this time, the woman who changed the figure of her mother in her heart even though her biological mother was still alive today. Raka stepped closer to the figure of Mother Anya, who stood still, staring at her in amazement. has he ever met her? Mother Anya loudly tried to remember Raka's handsome face, a face that seemed familiar but she forgot where she met the young man in front of her. while Raka began to approach, grabbing one of Anya Dwan's mother's hand, lifted it up to touch her right cheek and then rubbed it. Raka kept holding Anya's mother's palm so that the hand would continue to caress and rub her cheek gently, just like mother Anya used to do to her when they were little.

"Mother..this is Raka Bun,"

"Raka .. Raka Atmaja .. Eshel Raka Atmaja .." Mother Anya said a series of long names Raka, with teary eyes. Raka nodded his head several times and Anya's mother couldn't help but hug Raka's upright body, huh .. Raka was the son of his friend and neighbor in Bali, a boy who was always spoiled with him, a boy who was treated like his own son. . they hugged tightly, while Khana who saw the scene only frowned. confused and immediately he remembered that his mother had mentioned a name 'eshel'. Is Eshel her little friend? Eshel who is always fighting over bribes from his mother .. and always taking attention from his brother?

"Raka miss Bun,"

"Mother also missed Raka."

"Mother .. so this Raka .... es..Eshel?" said Khana as if asking his mother for an explanation.

"Yes .." replied the mother while looking at Raka who smiled at Khana.

"Nana .."

"Eshel, I did not expect .. so this is you, I did not think, why did your body get so big .. you used to be small, like a malnourished Ethiopian, do you know? Wkwkkwk" said Khana, laughing broadly.

"It's just delicious, you remember me lacking nutrition"

"Never mind, let's continue in the chat." said Anya's mother, interrupting the two of them.

Raka Pov

Really in a dream, I never thought that the Khana I knew and liked was my little friend 'nana' who I often irritated, and who also made me happy because I met mother Anya, a mother who was always reassuring, made me feel appreciated as a a child.

"Mother, what do you cook, Bun, it smells really good, so I'm hungry."

"Yes, wash your hands there, then we eat," said the mother.

"Khana where's Bun?" asked Raka as he walked to the sink and washed his hands.

"Put the bag in the room, come down soon too, okay .. how are you parents, bro?"

"Alhamdulilah, are they all good, Bun?"

"Mother, why haven't you sent any news? Raka is confused about where to find her, even though Raka really misses her." Raka replied, pulling a chair beside the dining table.

"Mother, what are you cooking?" Khana asked, pulling a chair across from Raka.

"Just take it, have you washed your hands yet, Na?" said Raka while patting Khana's hand who wanted to get fried tempeh.

"Ouch, it hurts.."

"so don't clamitan, wash your hands first there"

"I've washed my hands, washed my feet, can't see that I've changed my clothes,"

"elahhh ... sorri, Na ... I think you haven't washed your hands yet."

"You two .. want to repeat your childhood?"

"No Bun .." said Raka

"eat. already hungry." Khana said then took the plate on the side of the table.

"Prepare Bun .." asked Raka

"You little kid .." said Khana with a sneer

"I don't know .. as much as you, Na. What do you want to say?"

"Feed ya Bun .." asked Raka again.

"yes ... yes ... mother feed, what do you want to use?"

"Fried tempeh, the same chicken thigh Bun,"

"Starving?" said Khana

"let it be, are you envious, na?"

Anya's mother began to feed Raka with great affection, this only made Raka sad, she remembered her parents who never cared about her, especially her mother who never fed, not just to accompany her to watch her favorite cartoon or accompany her. I don't even sleep.

"What's wrong with you, ka?" Asked Khana when she accidentally saw Raka wiping tears from the corner of her eye.

"It's okay, I'm happy to meet Anya's mother again."

"oh .. so its just happy to meet mom, and me or not?"

"Yes or not .. I'm happy to meet you, Na."

"huh" Khana pursed her lips. Suddenly it made Raka irritated, and reflexively pinched Khana's cheek.

"scrambled me."

"Does it hurt or not?" while mother Anya just shook her head seeing the behavior of two children of different sex in front of her.

"means you are in the same school?" asked the mother.

"Yes, Bun?" Raka replied.

"oh .. so, then you guys are going out?" asked Anya's mother again.

"why do you ask so ..?" said Khana

"Then suddenly you were taken home with Raka, you don't usually bring a male friend home."

"Yes or not .. Bun .. just now Raka wanted to go to the house, right Khana, okay .. I'm sorry he will cry if he can't .."

"hahahaha ... it's delicious, I want it that way Bun, dating Khana but what can I say, Khana already has Adit."

"Oh, why didn't Khana tell you?"

"Why tell the story, Bun, people have broken up too."

"Ha ?! break up, so don't mess with people,"

"Mother knows what Khana ever messed with people."

"Yes, not jutek, just don't respect Ama the people around you." said Raka.

"It's just ignorant of you, na," said the mother.

"Ya ya..." replied Khana resignedly.

the atmosphere of the meal was full of jokes and full of curses, for too long Raka did not feel the warmth of a family like this, and he was grateful to have found the people he loved again.