The Father Boy
ALA233'S CHAT. Had changed
"Wooh, Papa's kissed. Bang Chandra's been able to kiss yet, Dek?" Papa Ghifar reluctantly releases the hand of Nahda, who has just kissed him.
It smells like my wife, it fills the whole room.
"Yet, Pa. Shame, Pa." Nahda sat next to Papa Ghifar.
He immediately poured water from inside the teapot, then gulped it down a little.
"Who is the same cake?" Papa Ghifar bobble his head.
"Yeah?" I asked him to hurry.
"Don't forget his brother kissed first, Dek," led by Kal, he laughed with his mouth shut.
"Eh, what's it wearing, Bang? Bring Papa's car, Nahda's not a regular motoran. Afraid of catching a cold." Papa Ghifar put the car keys in front of me.
Why yes? How a little claustrophobic, like offended and stabbed? I realized I didn't have my own car. But with the car keys handed to me, I felt humbled.
"No, Pa." I pushed the keys to the car, to be in front of Papa Ghifar.
"Why?" Papa Ghifar looked at me inside.
"Father's car." After this, I should have a car.
I feel my pride is being stepped on. Papa Ghifar is like his own parents, but with him saying that Nahda is not used to riding a motorcycle, as if he realized that I only have a motorbike and do not have a car.
It was a fact, but my pride was scratched with such information. Yes already, soon it might be redam itself this tight feeling.
"Come, Deck." I got off the chair and preceded Nahda.
I'm not in the mood for pleasantries. After all they already know how I am, there should be no need to be told how Nahda and I should facilitate it.
Ah, just get upset.
"Well, borrow a car? Tomorrow please find a car, the money from the pond." I approached my father who was holding Kaleel.
I don't know where he's taking his granddaughter.
"Wear it." Father nodded faintly.
"Grandfather, Days?" exclaimed someone, who had just appeared from the side door.
Child Daeng.
"Shortly, replace. Same old shit, brother Key's taking this bath." I continued to step towards the fence.
"The fence is open, Dad." I moved in to find the car keys.
"I'm gonna take a shower, too, Dad. Hadi keluuran aja, ma again cook. Abu hasn't come home yet, Dad." Ngenes once complained Ceysa.
"BRANCH! Hold Dayyan back." Ceysa was no longer shouting, she was already shouting.
"Watch to get out, Dek." I continued to enter the house.
"Oh my God, no one is like me. Have a husband, wander around keep saying nothing, have a family on your own busy."
This drama is also Daeng's son.
I got the car keys. "There's a quick shower, here's the day." I approached him blindly in the living room, holding on to a boy whose neck was like a cobra ready to strike it.
"It's only been a day of marriage, brother, it's been to me." Ceysa is mewek.
The problem with her husband, but spilled because of this trivial thing.
"Udah is." I'm sure Ceysa understands my busy life, only now she's sensitive.
"Remember…." There was my wife calling me on the porch.
"Here, Deck. Just jerk." I looked towards the terrace.
Ceysa was hugging me from the side, so I found it hard to move. Nahda slowly looked in my sight, then she smiled as she looked at me with Ceysa.
"Well, why?" His smile was gone, maybe he noticed the sadness on Ceysa's face.
"For the sensitive part," I replied by fixing Dayyan's wobbly position.
"Here, Dayyan's with Aunt. It's hard to carry it." Nahda dropped her bag, then took over Dayyan.
Nahda's response looks different to Izza's. Izza did not like me to be close to my sister, while Nahda smiled happily, before she joined her grief as Ceysa was. Not intending to compare, but it looks different I feel.
"Not aunty, Dek. Dayyan calls the brother Dad, call Adek mom. Nahda's mother and Chandra's father, father and mother." Because I don't want the name Biyung imitated by his son-in-law.
I was confused again I called him.
"May I?" Nahda swung her body slowly.
"May, papa Ghifar Abang call papa, not om." I rubbed Ceysa's head.
"Abang! Been scolded there! That time for me?!" Ceysa hit my thigh looking pissed.
I became a prankster.
"Well, what's it going to do?" soft ask.
"No-know! I'm upset with Hadi." Ceysa still hugged me tightly.
"So put the merchandise in my faculty cafeteria. Bread tuh every Monday, the bestseller is bread. There's bread, bread, dry bread, torn bread. If the bread, not yet put to the mother canteen, he has been invaded tuh. So buy it directly from her hand, not through the canteen mother. The usual day, he intersects ice cubes of crystal, risoles, pastels and fried so many kinds of contents. If the ice cubes crystal, he came twice a day, including Monday as well. You don't know what it is, Sa?" Nahda walked back and forth, before sitting on the sofa that was in front of us.
His breathing seemed dull, he was tired carrying the fat Dayyan. Not too fat like obesity, but yes quite contained.
"Huh? Seriously?" Ceysa let go of her hug on me.
"Yes, seriously. Ra also said, put it in his campus cafeteria. Wear buffs, wear hats, gatherings. If I hadn't seen him drink that time, I might not have known him either." Nahda was familiar with Ceysa, probably because they were cousins before.
"Oh my God, my husband. Where tired, at home I make a fuss. Fortunately he was quiet, not playing my talak directly." Ceysa looked straight ahead, her mind like it was going nowhere.
Hadi why would you? I used to recommend selling sarongs, he wouldn't. Now, he has instead become an introductory courier to the campus cafeteria. I'm sure it's not just on campus, but at other schools as well. It seems like he was desperate, maybe he had some thoughts on his sense of responsibility.
"Next to talk to Hadi, Dek. Cassian she is, maybe she's stressed now. He's the son of a rich man, continues to have to plunge into labor so. The way he dresses, maybe he's prestige, he's masking his identity. Maybe his family doesn't know about his job, you don't know." I rubbed Ceysa's back.
"After me, he became Hadi's travel driver." Ceysa still looked dreamy.
"So long time no story with brother. Even at the party, he was walking the streets of Dayyan, ", I added later.
"He's changed, Bang. Not the old Hadi, Hadi now was a lot of silence and voice when asked. Help me out at home too, he doesn't say much. Direct work, not told also he moves."
Well, I remember when Hadi got into trouble with Sekar. Hadi changed his attitude, because he had a problem.
"Again there is a problem, later Brother if there is time will invite him to chat. Gih take a quick shower, but we haven't left yet." I got up and gave way for him to pass.
"Yes, Bang." Ceysa passed in front of me. "Nitip yes, Sister-in-law? I'm gonna take a bath." Ceysa rubbed Nahda's shoulder, then she walked quickly into the house.
"okay." Nahda's head turned, watching Ceysa move away.
"Bang, weight is right. Well, how am I gonna have a kid?"
Overthinking.
Too much thinking, how, how, how. Hmm, a Nahda turns out this way. Panicked at the beginning, he is not a calm person with new things.
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