The Father Boy
ALA119'S CHAT. Curhatan Hadi's
"Call me, Dek. Your father is called his doctor colleague." Dad patted me on the shoulder, waking me up from this suddenly crazy delusion.
My insolent wife is sick, but my fantasies with other women are even exorbitant.
The flower of mangosteen, he sat in the next chair and played his phone. I didn't pay much attention to it, because I turned my mind around by chatting with my father about my sisters.
At midnight, it is rumored that the injection drug redeemed by the flower got good news from the response of Izza's body. He is now with me, even though he is still in the hospital room.
Dad knew my focus was disrupted, so Bunga was asked to go home since then with Pak wa. True too, Izza's worry was unthinkable because my eyes often glanced at Izza's back part. The problem is not about turning away, but about redundancy. Yes, this is the eyes of men, I'm calm in fact difficult to keep my eyes.
"Dude." Hadi gave me a cup of coffee.
"Cigarettes where are the nights? Is the place provided?" ask Izza later.
He was still awake, though still limp and lethargic. Izza had recovered enough, despite complaining his head was spinning.
"In the parking lot, brother." Hadi was summoned by the father here, while Ceysa and Dayyan were brought home by the father.
I don't think Ceysa and Dayyan were taken. But apparently, they were taken by Hadi. Hadi reasoned, did not have the heart to leave Ceysa alone at home.
"Do you want to snack?" tawalku. Izza was released to eat, as long as it was not spicy and sour.
"You sleep, Bang. Wanted to vomit, because it felt like his head was muttering away." Cold sweat continued to wet his temples.
He lay sideways, I was quick to rub his back so that he was comfortable. The doctor had given the medicine again from the infusion tube, but Izza did not look better than the dizziness.
About fifteen minutes I tried to rub Izza's back. Thank God, he was comfortable and had snored softly.
I heard Hadi's voice squirm, then he sat back on the edge of the bed next door. There is a bed, for the family that accompanies the patient.
"Feelings, your face is so shabby." I walk around the room, because my muscles feel sore too long sitting.
"Well, she's still a virgin, Ceysa. It's hard to persuade, I'm stressed because I live with a woman at home but ditoel is angry."
Uhh? There is more to make it complicated turns out from economic problems.
"Grandma." I laughed at hearing that word.
The virgin who had a child.
"Yes, Bang. Poor me, you understand Ceysa, Bang." He sat on a long sofa.
I walked towards the nightstand next to Izza's gurney, to pick up bread and biscuits there. Then, I sat down to accompany Hadi on the long sofa.
"Yes, you will understand. You're not sure about him, if you can make it?" I remember the case was like rape, so it's only natural that Ceysa was traumatized.
"Yes maybe because you're rude, you keep peeing inside too. Can Ceysa say also, you're out many times in one game." My logic is like this. Ceysa was scared, for fear Hadi was rude as the beginning.
"Kok I'm thinking about that too huh?" Hadi rubbed his chin.
"Yes, there should be a thought in that direction, because there's no way he's afraid to pervert with you. There must be some scary experience you love." Moreover, they are still equally ordinary, so they do not understand which sensitive point of their partner. Plus, they are far from the parents. No one was the place to ask them. Because it is impossible, if he asks his neighbor about the affairs of the bed.
"Keep, what's your economic problem?" I switched the conversation.
"Everything…. Rungkad, trifle. Ceysa even had a thought for Dayyan nitip to biyung, because he wanted to work, he said. He could not work freely, with Dayyan starting MPASI. I don't want Dayyan's tablets to be left out, where Biyung still has children. It's hard to set the time, Bang. I am still in college, and I do homework. Palm problem, I help too. What cake is it? Man if it doesn't work it's a trivial cake." Hadi until the chin.
"You don't want to make an effort? Even if you have graduated, the job will still be difficult to get as well. College is for the basic of our lives, because our mindset is different. College is not for work, Di. You don't see, in our big family there's nothing to work for? All of them are entrepreneurs, whether small or large businesses. Try to ask for direction to work in the field that you like. Suppose a musical instrument, yes a distributor of musical instruments, at a minimum. Because if we make it, it's complicated because our family is not in that field. Or you like art, there's a Gibran check with Abi Ghava who's gonna help. Where are you interested?" Because if it does not fit the interest, our father said instead a waste of capital because it does it half-heartedly.
"So keep the advice from the past. I don't know what I can do, what I love in what field." Hadi ruffled his hair.
"Kok doesn't know. Try to feel it back, can't possibly not know. We humans, there must be more dominant activities or activities that we continue to repeat." Like Izza, he routinely makes articles in between his busy life.
I mean so, but Hadi doesn't understand the looks of it.
"For God's sake, I don't want anything. I don't have any favorites, I'm confused about this myself, Bang." Hadi head bobbles.
Apparently, Hadi had not found it. You see, he had just graduated high school a year. Or maybe, because different people have different minds. Seumuran Hadi, I have been routinely back and forth the company to take care of it.
"Yes, be patient. Lecture only focus, Ceysa also has palm oil. Right now, you guys are taking care of the palm?" For forcing someone cannot.
"Yes, Bang. It's just the cake that I said earlier, men if not work is underestimated. Ceysa, Hadi again, Hadi again. I looked idle at home, told to keep."
I don't know the truth there. But here Hadi felt his pride was stepped on, because he did not work.
"The point is, do you want to ask for a job? Working part-time like that? You ask me, because even Brother has not been able to earn from the pond." I'm beginning to understand the need for a way out of this.
So, so, so be a sister?
"Yes, Bang." Rightly my guess turned out.
"But I don't dare to talk to you, please tell me and obrolin to you. I know, Ceysa made me that errand boy because he wanted to spoil me. But he was too outrageous, often angry and talk Hadi anyway, people are idle as well but told to do so. I'm mad at him there, Bang. I don't like it, but I feel wrong too. It's my fault, which is basically I can't give Ceysa a clear birth. Because what try, Bang? If not from my father, yes from the ashes. They love Ceysa and are held by Ceysa, I ask for gasoline and snacks in college. Sawit Ceysa new program not every month, innovation makes its own runyam." Hadi is taking out his teeth.
"Okay, you help me talk to me." I patted her shoulder.
At least, I was unable to provide material assistance. Yes, I give other help, so that I remain the best brother.
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