The Father Boy
ALA33'S CHAT. Comprehensible
"But, Dad. I'm afraid Izza has taken care of my sisters a lot. I'm afraid that if I have a wife, she'll take me and my money." Chandra pointed to himself.
"You wouldn't know what she is, if you hadn't married her. After all, I don't think he's going to make that cake. He knew from the beginning that you had a lot of sisters. Dad once told him to come often, let your sisters know him. He does, he does too. Which means, he does understand how you are. Dad's shy too, Bang. Izza used to play, but you never got married. In effect, Dad's cake is nagging because he's from the ordinary. People must think of social status, if Izza never gets married. Apart from worrying about slandering residents, Dad also feared Izza was tired of waiting. You can afford it, so why delay it again? Kasian loh is Izza's. You're not you, Izza's fate is experienced to your sister? Keep your sister not only know how to chase her who ran away, but keep our actions, so that karma does not fall on our sister." Givan was eager to hold a wedding for them.
But clearly he could not do it, because his own son did not seem to want the marriage to happen. He still felt, that there was something big that made Chandra afraid to move to the next level.
"Now Izza won't get together." Chandra's face was gloomy with an empty look.
"He's down, Bang. Let me see you tomorrow at work, I'll talk to him. You've never solved your own problems, but it's as if you're most capable of dealing with your brothers' problems!" ketus Givan, then leave.
Givan was getting carried away with his thoughts. Deciding to get married, it was so hard for her. But he did not want to part with Izza, he did not want Izza to leave him.
All his life, he had just put his love to a foreign woman. Only Izza, a woman other than her biological mother, gave birth to Chandra. The reason is only simple, he was too pity and did not have the heart of an accomplished girl who was less fortunate in terms of finances.
Not to mention his misfortune to be an orphan, making Chandra always want to be a rescue angel for Izza. He did not hesitate to ask for help from his father, to help Izza in order to complete his education at a lack of cost.
That's an easy thing for Givan. It's just that, often Givan asks who Izza is for his son. He was initially always confused by his son, because from the beginning his son only said Izza was just his classmate in the first grade of Junior High School.
Until that special closeness is revealed, Chandra will be dispatched to Singapore. The job application that Izza needed to connect the cost of his college was received by Givan that very second, to assess an Izza for his son.
"Bang, anterin the troupe home. Come with me, unit of the car. Same papa too, I've been waiting out there." Zio dashed Chandra's daydream.
"Yes, just wait." Chandra took the time to taste the cold coffee.
Chandra furrowed her brows, as next to her sat Hadi's former lover. One thing that makes him hate, which is Sekar makes his sister trapped in his game.
"If it wasn't Hadi, it would be you." Sekar said with his seat belt.
Chandra looked to his left. Sekar annoyed him, disturbing a young man who was under a lot of burden of mind.
"Why don't you think you're that dirty?!" Chandra stared hard at Sekar.
The whining of the little boy, made Chandra realize that the rear bench was filled with passengers. He again straightened his gaze, preparing the vehicle to move.
He stepped on the accelerator slowly, after seeing his uncle and his brother's vehicle start moving. He focused on driving, with the hardest anger with the word Sekar earlier.
"You'll see!"
Brughhh….
Chandra noticed a man just getting out of his car. Already to the destination, the group began to descend one by one from his vehicle.
He was still thinking about Izza, only that he was worried that Izza was threatening him with another farewell. He did not want to hear it from Izza's mouth anymore.
He fell asleep for a moment, in the crowd atmosphere of his brothers and nephews who ran there to come. He was so slumbering on the living room carpet, with his phone lit up several times due to incoming calls.
Givan approached the phone, a phone call from his future son-in-law received. He was looking for a quiet atmosphere, to receive a phone call that began to connect.
He went into the bridal room, he sat on the edge of the bed next to his wife who was taking care of his granddaughter. Givan understands Ceysa is busy, even since then the baby continues to be with his wife or children who have grown up.
"Bang, I'm sorry. Is he still angry?" Izza thought it was her lover.
"Call, Za. This is Dad, the man you slept with. Apologize, will you be picked up? Or come here by yourself? I'll share the location." Givan notices his wife so painstakingly replacing her grandson's shirt.
"Sorry, Dad. I thought it was Chandra bang." Izza felt bad because he had been begging spoiled.
"What's wrong. Zio pick you up? Bring some clothes, just stay here. Tomorrow it's okay to let it work." Givan knew tomorrow was the first day his men left for work.
"Eummmm…." Izza felt very bad to leave his house empty that his mother had just left for good.
"Other time, Dad." Izza wanted her situation to be understood.
"Why? You sick?" Givan felt something was awkward to say.
"A vacant house, Dad. Neighbors think I'm happy to be left behind by my mother, because I can freely wander" Izza explained later.
"Don't wander, just stay here."
Givan's answer was not pleasing to Izza's heart. He is too sensitive to get any talk.
"No, Dad." Izza's refusal, was the first rejection that Givan heard.
"Dad is worthless, it's up to you. It's up to you to drag on in the grief, Za. I'm asking you to stay here, because you're not alone. It's crowded, there's not just Chandra here. You don't have to worry about Chandra, there's a lot of old people here." Givan had good intentions, unfortunately he was less able to convey well to Izza.
"I'm not afraid of bang Chandra. I just don't want to be talked ugly with the neighbors, because yesterday it was just finished seven days. But the eighth day, I wasn't even home." Izza explained slowly, so that his future father-in-law would understand.
He wants to understand his condition, his condition and also his position. He also wants his house to enliven them with the same atmosphere there, not just enlivened because of the atmosphere of grief that envelops.
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