The Father Boy

The Father Boy
ALA236'S CHAT. Waiting for breakfast


"Izin how many days, Dek?" I've been sleeping six times since dawn. 


"Three days, Bang. I'll be qodho at dawn." Nahda pulled back the blanket. 


Really like I thought. Ten minutes after coming out, inevitably I have to pump back up. Don't ask me how tired my knees are, just because Nahda can't figure out how to move. 


Virgin the virgin, impressive. But once he was addicted….


"Come again, Bang. That cake, again. Amused right here, good right fit Brother fast motion."


Yep, I'm still crying and begging him last night. I can't speak anymore, I'm actually quite overwhelmed. 


"Abang between Ra and Cani ngampus first huh? Come home nganter, breakfast Brother already so yes? Brother accidentally did not eat breakfast mama, want to eat breakfast made by wife." I want him to get used to serving my breakfast. 


"Heem, how much?" He did not open his eyes one bit. 


"Yes. You leave first, right?" I kissed her forehead, then left her naked and wrapped in a blanket. 


He gets the best quality sleep. I, as a man, feel so manly when my wife is fulfilled inwardly. It's full, hopefully Nahda doesn't want to repeat it all the time. 


"Bang, eat first" said Mama Aca, as I passed by those at the dinner table. 


"Later Nahda make it, Ma. I want to take Cani with Ra first." I'm like Chandra who's free in this house, not some awkward new daughter-in-law. 


"Perhaps Nahda soy sauce, Bang. Eat first, Bang," said papa Ghifar. 


"Yes, let's go later." I've reached the front door. 


Return trip, maybe only half an hour. Seven o'clock more, I'm back at dad's. 


"What car does he want, Bang? Where's card? I take care of it." Dad came up to me who was sitting on the porch. 


Warm morning sun. 


"Rush is okay." I want a Pajero classmate, who has a lot of benches. 


"Dad's had it, bosen see it later Daddy, Bang."


How come you are tired of seeing? I have not yet. 


"Xpander only, if you want Rush class," said Hadi who just came out of the house with Dayyan. 


He's still here apparently. 


"Yes, Dad. Xpander, white." I also have a crush on papa Ghifar's white car. 


But it feels like the money is a pity, if you buy a car with the same brand as Papa Ghifar. The price is expensive, if the Xpander or Rush ranges from two hundred fifty to two hundred and eighty. I'm not looking for information straight away, I'm just looking for information on Google. 


"Dad left, huh? Then pick Ra up with Cani if you take it, I'm going with Zio." Dad walked up to Zio's door, after my card moved to him. 


On the card, special incoming finances from the shoot only. 


"Yes, ati-ati." I intend to return home to ask Nahda for breakfast. 


I'm used to eating breakfast. 


"You're not leaving, Di?" I asked, as he put on his sandals. 


I don't know where he's going. 


"To where? I went to college Sunday." Hadi stepped up. 


He seems to want to go to his parents' house. 


"Ice rock nganter." I want to know his response, if his family already knows his profession. 


He even smiled bitterly. 


"I don't have the skills, Bang." How bright is his confession. 


If only I hadn't moved foster care into my father's hands since Kindergarten, maybe I wouldn't have taken the plunge. I who was called by people, used to cry immediately. With how my father left me at Kindergarten, he just came to take me and pick me up. 


"In Singapore, some of those traders have their own ice machines. Don't you wanna try? Dana's problem, let me help you talk to Dad. Because honestly, Dana Abang again focus on the land. If only the father-in-law did not say his daughter was not used to riding a motorbike, maybe even brother did not suddenly buy a car." 


It's not that I don't want to be blinded, it's just that I feel unable to help. The price of that ice cube making machine, the range of hundreds of millions. Not with equipment such as water tanks and so on. 


"The capital is big, Bang. I have information and knowledge." Hadi stopped going, he sat down beside me. 


"You want? If you want, you're obrolin to me." I poked Dayyan's cheek, she grew up in the hands of the right parents. 


His father was responsible for his life, his needs and his condition. I'm sure Hadi wants the best for his son. 


"Where will I pay for it?" Hadi was wailing first. 


He is afraid of risk. 


"Can, it's easy business if your business is already running. A month after your attempt, you're not being charged immediately." I feel for myself what it's like to have a debt to a parent. 


Dad never charged his son. 


"I'm afraid of failure, Bang. It's big capital, subscription grab." Hadi fixed his son's position. 


"Try thinking first, you can help me keep going to dad if you don't dare." I patted her shoulder. 


Hadi looked over and nodded. "Later think about it, Bang."


I have to fill my stomach. 


"Did you eat first? Call me later on." I left Hadi first. 


Not until Nahda's room, I've been stopped by Mama Aca. The condition of the house is already quiet, maybe Hifzah has gone to school and the little one plays with his caregiver. 


"Here, Bang." Mama Aca repeated her orders. 


I stepped over. "Nahda hasn't woken up and made breakfast, Ma?" Is my wife still in the shower? 


"Sit down first." Mamah Aca knocked on the dining table. 


My mother-in-law is a henchman in the kitchen. 


"What's up, Ma?" I feel like there's something. 


I will not, I will be rebuked. 


"Warm or cold?"


Is this a straight question, or something about last night? 


"What's this?" I was tense to answer. 


"Would you like some warm or cold milk, Bang?" Mama Aca clarified her sentence slowly. 


"Ohh, I don't drink milk. I'll have some tea, Ma." Straight question turned out. 


"Okay, just a minute." Mama Aca got off the chair and cranked in the kitchen back. 


Not only is it juxtaposed with warm tea, I also made breakfast. White rice, with chicken milk capcay side dish plus meatballs. 


"Sok eat first, Mama do the dishes first." Mama Aca returned to her kitchen. 


So, Nahda didn't make breakfast for me? 


"Nahda don't make breakfast for me, Ma? Why don't Mama advise him? Should I have breakfast in Biyung?" Trivial indeed, but I want this trivial thing to run every day. 


I work outside the house, I need my stomach filled before I move. I can and can afford it, but I want my wife to serve me and make me a reward field for her. 


"Udah, eat first." Mama Aca glanced at a glance. 


His eyes are serious. What's up, huh? 


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