IF I WERE PERFECT
Eps 43s
Finally, Alan went out of the room to the living room, accompanied by Ken's secretary and Angga's bodyguard behind him.
So many and so many people were waiting for Alan's arrival down there, as the boy slowly went down the stairs, dozens of pairs of eyes were on him.
"Eh, so it's a birthday boy."
"Hm yeah, handsome yah."
"What's her name? Alan yah," whispered the guests about Alan's arrival, with their views completely unable to be sidetracked from him.
Until the teenager had finished going down the stairs, and was now walking to where his father and mother were.
"Mother's Dad!" call Alan.
"Alan, happy birthday dear!" mother said and hugged her beloved son warmly.
"Happy birthday to Alan!" said Mr. Reno while gently stroking Alan's head.
"Dad Om, thank you for coming to Alan's birthday party" Alan replied politely.
"Dad dong Alan, Om's time did not come at his nephew Om's birthday party. There-there's this you, oh well this," said Mr. Reno and gave something to Alan.
"This is what Om?" alan asked by holding a small box with a red ribbon that Reno had just given him.
"Gift to Alan, thank you!" mr. Reno looked back at his nephew nodding his head.
"Dad, thank you for the gift!" alan replied politely.
"May Alan open his gift Om?"
"May Kok, open it" replied Mr. Reno, and Alan began to open the small box.
After opening the thing, and see what the contents inside are. "Kun-key? What key is Om?" alan asked, holding a key in his right hand.
"Dad, that's the key to the toy car that Om bought for Alan" replied Reno.
"Mo-car toys?" confused Alan squealed his forehead, repeated the words of Mr. Reno, making sure that his hearing was not wrong.
"Daddy toy car, it's already parking in Om
outside," replied Mr. Reno pointed towards a red Ferrari car that was parked on the porch of the house, a car that was very cool and looks luxurious.
Alan who was curious, his eyeballs followed where the direction of Mr. Reno's index finger went. "WHAT A MO-CAR FERRARI!!!" alan's mind was screaming hysterically.
"O-Om Reno, Om Reno really buy a red Ferrari for Alan?" alan asked trying to be sure, this gift was really unexpected.
"Dad Alan," replied Mr. Reno while nodding his head several times.
"Where? Is it a good toy car?"
"A car as expensive as it is said to be a toy car, ITU FERRARI WOY!!!" alan's mind is like there is a big lightning that is striking his body, to make him silenced and unable to say anything. The Sultan of Reno!
"Dad Om is good, but if Alan can tell, what is the price of a toy car?" alan asked a little nauseous saying the word toy.
"It's not expensive Alan, just twelve billion," Nawab Pak Reno smoothly bin smoothly said the word milliyar.
"Tu-twelve billion Om!" shock Alan with round eyes and an increasingly nauseous stomach, hearing the fantastic price Mr. Reno said. He felt not strong with the sultan's aura that emanated from within Mr. Reno.
"Expensive cars are said to be just toys, billions of dollars are considered ordinary. Sultan mah free well om," Inner Alan stared in wonder at Pak Reno.
"Alan!" call the father while patting Alan on the shoulder.
"Dad Dad?"
"Come with Dad! Your birthday is about to start" she asked Alan.
"Hm yeah Well, come on!" alan answered and walked with Father, heading to a table that had a big birthday cake on it with a candle shaped figure eighteen.
Now Alan was there, standing right behind his birthday cake accompanied by Father and Mother.
The show begins, everyone starts counting as Alan blows out his birthday candle.
"One two three!!!" simultaneously everyone counted together, and right in the number '3', "Fyuuuhhh," with a feeling of pleasure Alan immediately blew his birthday candle.
"Happy birthday, Alan!!!" everyone said with a big round of applause.
"Happy birthday Alan," Inner Alan was pleased with both corners of the lips that were expanding accordingly blowing out his birthday candle.
"W-what!" alan's mind was wide-eyed, he was surprised by the existence of someone standing among the invited guests. Right in the front row, Alan saw... Her brother Eagle was standing there with a smile on his face.
"Big-sister!" inner Alan was stunned.
"Sister, wait for Alan Brother!" alan shouted to his brother, he saw a figure of the Eagle began to walk away from there.
"Alan, let's cut the cake!" mother says.
"But Mother, Alan.... Alan's going to the toilet for a second!" alan replied to Mother in a hurry, he was eager to immediately pursue a figure that was very similar to his late brother.
"Dad, spit it out!" reply Mother allowed, then saw Alan immediately leave from there.
...********...
near the parking lot.
Alan continued to pursue a figure that was very similar to his late brother, mixed with curiosity and longing.
Alan knew that his brother Eagle was dead, but it was this feeling that made him continue to pursue the figure.
"Sister Eagle, Brother!"
"Sister, wait for Alan Kak!" alan shouted continuously calling out his brother's name, hoping that the figure would stop and turn around to face him.
Alan's running pace grew faster, when he saw a figure similar to the Eagle was starting to slow down his steps.
"Son Eagle!!!" Alan did not waste the chance that the figure had now stopped right in front of him, Alan wanted to immediately hold his hand, he wanted to immediately embrace himself, releasing all his yearning.
"Sister," he said while directly holding the figure's hand, but....
"Huh," shocked Alan when the figure instantly disappeared.
"Sister Eagle Brother! Brother where Brother!" anxious Alan while looking around him, his eyeballs continuously search for where the figure is.
Alan was sure that the figure was Eagle's brother. His proportioned body, his firm eyes, his broad back, all looked the same. He knew the Eagle very well, and it was impossible for his vision to be wrong.
"Sister Eagle," sadly Alan stared softly at one of the car windshields there, the dark windshield reflecting Alan's shadow so that he could see his reflection clearly.
True said people, wearing clothes that Alan looks like his late brother. "Hiks, Brother," sobbed Alan while tightly gripping the suit he was wearing.
Alan was delighted when the figure appeared before him, as though all happiness had returned to his life. And when the figure disappeared, there was a sense of disappointment and sadness left in his heart.
"Hiks hiks Brother, Alan miss brother."
"Alan misses Brother Eagle," she cried with tears falling more and more rapidly down her cheeks.
...I miss her, I miss her already ...
...Go far up there....
...I could only cry, shout his name, roll back the beautiful memory I so desperately wanted to feel with him....
...That's all I can do, to satisfy the longing, but not completely....
...If by doing that all can get her back into the arms, I would do it all the time....
...-Alan Angkasa Putra...
...° Awayne.|ANDA I AM PERFECT|...