The Father Boy
ALA237'S CHAT. Honest to mother-in-law
I've finished my food. My mother-in-law and I were in a battle of cigarette smoke, we were still at the dinner table with exhaust over our burning heads.
"Mama why don't you advise her son? When I tell you to keep understanding?" From the moment in the car, I was asked to understand how childish Nahda was.
"Udah, diem first. Answer my mother's question." Mama Aca tapped her cigarette on the ashtray.
"Where, Ma?" I had my chin up, facing my cigarette up.
"You're wrong to go in?"
I look stupid.
"Misplaced inside? What's this about?" I'm afraid I misunderstood again, my mind's gone everywhere.
"S."
Very clear and concise explanation of Mama Aca.
"Not wrong to enter, indeed try some fitting positions want to enter. Yes, bad times really ruined his disposal." I was even disgusted to imagine it.
"How do you mean?" Mama Aca squinted her eyes.
Did I make a mistake on Nahda?
"Yes at first I'm on top, but Nahda seems restless in fear. So I stretched again, kept fitting at the right time, I took the spoon position and entered. Why indeed? What is nahda?" I got to this detail for fear of making a mistake.
"Stay, wait…." Mama Aca enjoyed her cigarette back and looked at her cigarette smoke in silence.
What the hell is it?
"Pas entered the position of the spoon, you're in the wrong place?"
"Not wrong place, Ma. Oh God…." I'm sure a hundred percent.
"If last night wasn't the first thing for Nahda, she shouldn't have. Fitting down and wanting to make breakfast, he looks strange way. He said the old pain cake, a bit swollen what he said, about the water, when he said there were no abrasions. How is that, right? Mama's experience of doing the first thing too, yes the description feels cursory. So then…. If it's not the wrong way, does it mean that last night was real the first night? You didn't help first?" Mama Aca knocked on the dinner table, then pointed at me.
Help her language again.
"If I tell you the truth, Mama will believe me? Frankly, I have no problem with this, it's also good that I got a memorable virgin." I pulled back my cigarette.
"Sok honestly, Mama's horrified." Mama Aca sipped her ginger drink.
Smoking with ginger wedang as well. I never did that recipe, otherwise coffee is tea for sure.
"I came home, when Mama was at home that Sunday morning. I'm the same father who just returned from Sulawesi, I got scolded and the father about me admitted that Nahda was my future wife to Jessie. Jessie is a woman who likes to go to the monastery if the Maghrib, before I was close to him. But, I got a lot of advice to get away from him. In addition to her DJ, she b**** great as well. Hema would-be husband Bunga was a user of Jessie, she also advised me to stay away from her. But it's hard, Ma. He came to the fertilizer house, because I was difficult for him to meet. I felt really bothered, until I finally made a stupid deal with Nahda for her to be my fake boyfriend, let Jessie stay away from me. The idea was also from Nahda, I was just because of how you managed to escape from Jessie. After me and Nahda photos together, I post and deliberately can be seen Jessie aja. Jessie immediately commented, she just, I replied Nahda is my future wife. Estimates me and Nahda, Jessie is going to ask Ra about our status, because Ra had played with Jessie. No idea, Jessie nembusin directly to the biyung. Dikasih also chat me to Jessie, that I ngakuin Nahda is my future wife. It's bright, Ma. Dad panicked, you don't want me to marry Nahda because you have personal reasons. That morning just arrived from Sulawesi, I know Mama just want to talk again. Dad panicked, straight at me. I'm afraid, dizzy and depressed I'm seeing dad's panic. I came to the house, there was Kaf also on the terrace of Mama's house. I called papa a few times, until I went up to the second floor. There is no truth, there are no people. I came to Nahda, want to bring Nahda to explain to dad that we are just lies, we are not really dating. I'm looking for papa too, want permission to take Nahda home and ask papa to call Nahda. But since papa wasn't around, I knocked on Nahda's door. It's the same Nahda, but she's still dancing and still doing. Joking with us, no matter what chatter, I finally tickled Nahda's waist. The position I embrace him, when he revolted to the back was my body pulled, because my hands again embrace him. Automatic, our position is absurd. That second, papa watched. He thought again anu times, because the Nahda negligee will rise a little because he collapsed and I overlapin. Papa fell down, Nahda panicked. And I was accused, papa was hurt the most. Plus when Nahda asked Mama about outside what is inside, Nahda answered inside. Nahda is plain, Ma. He answered inside, because I went into his room. Maybe that's what's on his mind, just as different as our understanding." I told him honestly and frankly.
Mama Aca was still silent, she sighed and still looked at my face. For a long time he was silent, until the smoke from his mouth blew several times.
"Dad you don't have any story, Mama was confused about Nanya Nahda. Mama came to him, she brought another chat. She was excited to be a bride, so glad she chose and tried on the dress. So Mama is confused, want to ask her to be honest too Mama is worried she is embarrassed to Mama. With him happy for your wedding, yes Mama thought it was true what happened in the room," he said later.
Messed up.
"Dad doesn't want to hear me, dad turns dirty and grumpy. The days before I got married, this father was quiet and self-absorbed. Asked, the answer is not good to continue, bring the previous problems. As hard as I could feel, the cake had no right to speak. Want to be angry at who, want to be clear no one wants to hear. I don't reject Nahda as my wife, I just don't want to be tied up. I enjoy being the subject of my sisters, take care of them, look after them. If I am married, my wife is afraid of inner pressure because I run around and take care of my family. But what about again? Marriage is not a game, Nahda is also clearly better than Jessie, the woman who disrupted my life. I enjoy it, I accept it. Nahda's response about my sisters, not to the enemy. He was relaxed, and even had fun conversations. I'm a nganter permit, I may, not much of this is the cake of the deceased. The way he responded that I had lived with Izza, he didn't take jealousy and didn't make the fact hurt for him." I hope Nahda understands that I have many sisters.
"Women, jealousy is natural. But with you telling me Nahda's response, she understands that your sisters depend on you. Including also…. He still feels that you are his brother. There is no jealousy for a sister with her own brother, she understands you take care of your sister, because she will also contribute to your sister as well. Until this thought?" Mama Aca had already finished off one cigarette.
"The love thing means? The problem about it… . .
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