
"A-Anandara?" The woman's words were floating in the air.
"I came here to ask about my wife's biological parents. She was adopted from an orphanage, her name was Anandara, and I got this address from the head of the parlour who took care of Dara first stating that her relatives live here. Do you know him?" ask the Hero to make sure that this person does know Dara.
"Di-he's already married?" tanyakanya. He answered the question with another question.
The hero nodded still with a serious face. "Yes, and I am her husband."
The old woman slumped her hands together, smothering her own mouth from the shock, then her eyes searched for another figure behind the tall body of Wira.
"You... come with her, son?" tanyakanya.
"No. I came by myself" replied the short-lived Hero. "Can I come in? There are many things I want to ask you."
"Oh yes sorry. Please..please come in." The old woman opened the door wider and shifted her position on the doorway giving the Hero access to enter.
"Please sit down" he said. He sat his thin dry body in an old chair whose seams had collapsed and the wood had looked weathered.
"I'm sorry if my arrival here was too sudden. My name is Wira Aryasatya, her husband Anandara. This is our wedding photo." The woman showed a photo on her phone taken during a reception at the hotel at the time.
Doubtful the woman set her eyes on the photo, watching him closely with a sad gaze still silent silent silent. His eyes were glazed over, it seemed like the old woman was trying to control the various kinds of overflows that were raging on her chest, visible from how she was pulling and exhaling her breath so deeply and heavily.
After a while he turned his eyes back to look at Wira. "She grew up so beautiful and her face was very similar to her father's" she said in a weak voice and a face filled with strokes of sadness.
"So right, you're a relative of Dara?" The hero was so enthusiastic to hear the response of the woman who seemed to know Dara's biological parents very well.
He nodded slowly while smiling bitterly. "I am her aunt" she explained.
*****
The gate of the luxury house was immediately opened by security when he saw his employer's car was almost approaching. The black sports car went in smoothly and the security guard again closed the high fence deftly.
Wira arrived at his residence about eight in the evening. The car engine was turned off, but after a while the owner did not go out. The security guard who had finished locking the gate cringed in the garage because he had not seen the figure of his master come down from his vehicle.
The hero apparently still rests himself in there with his eyes closed. The glass of his car was lowered in half then his hands moved massaging the base of his nose and then sliding his fingers rubbed his face as if in confusion.
Fifteen minutes passed and Wira remained silent there. There were footsteps from inside the house to the garage and it was Dara. The footsteps of Dara who approached his car spread his glaring mind. Wira quickly conditioned his facial water to look normal even though he was being overwhelmed with anxiety.
"From yesterday I heard the sound of a car entering the garage but Mas did not appear. How can I daydream again, daydream what the hell?" dara protests that pursed her lips near the door of Wira's car.
The hero immediately came down and put on his charming handsome smile then embraced Dara into his arms.
"I'm just sorting out my work files again so I don't splatter. It was very busy so I just had time to tidy up just now. Here's the file." The hero showed some maps he held as an excuse, when in fact there was something weighing on his mind.
"I guess what's wrong, his brother was so long ago. Mama misses Papa," sighed spoiled Dara.
"really? if real kangen means I get a gift dong tonight," seduced Wira with narrowed eyes.
"So, Papa's base is perverted," said Dara who then landed her pinch on the muscular stomach of Wira which was even greeted with laughter from the man who embraced it.
"Let's go in. It's cold outside, you'll catch a cold." The hero immediately sighed Dara stepping into the house together.