Dul
103. See You Later

“Bu, which pink shoes?” Mima was standing next to Dijah who was pecking himself in the mirror. In her right hand was a pair of socks.

“What was used yesterday? It's on the back shelf,” replied Sejah without turning his head.

Mima stood looking at her mother's reflection from the glass. “Not that one, Mom. The pink was bought by Uti. That one is rarely used. Motherhood time does not want,” said Mima.

“How to inget, everything is pink. Equally all his looks,” said Sejah, turning face Mima. “Search in warehouse. To the right is a pile of shoe boxes.”

“I haven't finished dancing. Do not be left,” exclaimed Mima when out of the room.

Not long after, Bara went into the room. “Mas equals Dul already finished. You already? Mima?” ask Bara.

“Numbered, Mas. Another bit. I just wear lipstick,” replied Dijah.

“This is all you want to see Annisa is Dul. Why do you and Mima go all out?” Bara stood in the doorway. Still paying attention to the Sejah who opened his lipsticks one by one.

“Kan, if you meet Annisa, let Annisa know that her mother Dul is beautiful. Let's also know that his sister is beautiful and cherry,” is obviously Colored.

Hasty steps were heard approaching the door of the room. She twisted her body.

“Come, I'm ready,” said Mima.

“This is only Mas Dul who got off the car. We're not.” Bara repeated the information to Mima.

“Yes, who knows abis nganterin Mas met his girlfriend we went straight to the mall. I'm beautiful,” said Mima.

“Not Mas Dul's girlfriend. His friend,” Bara correction.

“But not all Mas Dul friends who transfer schools must be escorted rich gini. Yes, right?” Mima passed with a triumphant look. Leaving the Bara shaking its head.

“Gosh ...,” said.

The family was in the car and Bara drove straight to Annisa's house. He glanced at the clock with a worried look as they were too long stuck at the intersection of red lights.

“It looks like you won't have time if you go down and meet Annisa at her house. We're back to the original plan, yeah. If you wriggle Annisa car out, directly followed aja.”

Dul whose face had been tense since earlier was only able to nod following Bara's advice which was clearly more knowledgeable and professional. His father was a senior journalist whose long time work pursued news everywhere. Also experienced patiently waiting for the source and facing two women in their home.

Driving fast enough with a calm face. Penetrate traffic weekend which is always understandable density. The car they were riding in just pulled over. Dul receives a message from Annisa that they will meet at the airport only. Bara immediately drove along with Annisa's car which had just departed. On the way, he tries to take a position next to Annisa's car so that Dul can communicate with the girl even if only with a gaze or a wave of the hand.

In fact, in the car Sejah and Mima more excited than Dul who more close his mouth and turn Annisa shy.

“Mima her head is sliding, dong. Mother did not look. Mima, right, already squirming.” Sejah tapped Mima's shoulder to back off and not too close to the window. The little girl leaned her body to the face of Dul.

“It's not clear, Mom. I just saw her hair. It's longer than me. Beautiful, if you have that long hair. I want my hair too,” cerocos Mima from near Dul. Then he leaned back. “Well, now it's Mom's turn,” she continued laughing.

“Wah, it's sweet. Sweeter than Mom,” says Colored. “Nisa again look here, Dul. C'mon quickly. You see, too, Dul. She smiles at Mom. Jeez, my goodness .. Nisa is also waving with Mom. Ibra, let's go back. Ma'am Nisa smiles at Ibra.” Sejah raised the hand of Ibra who had since left earlier was indeed sitting in his lap.

Dul looked at the car next to them. At that time, it was a red light. And he did see Annisa waving at her mother. More precisely on Ibrahim whose hand was being raised was Sacked to wave at Annisa. Dul and Nisa exchanged glances and threw bated smiles at each other.

It was just like that, Dul thought. But he felt his heart expand because of happiness.

When the car enters Terminal 3 departure and starts docking to stop disembarking passengers. Bara stopped her car right behind Annisa's car.

“Come, Dul. Down now,” said Bara, turning his body back.

“Nisa left with her father,” said Dul, looking at an elderly man who came down with Annisa. Another man who was seen in a safari uniform was an office driver helping to unload items from the back of the trunk.

“Oh, okay. Dad's coming down too. Later even thought you were alone here,” said Bara, release the seatbelt and open the car door. Shortly before descending he turned to Dijah and Mima. “This time only Dad and Mas Dul can go down. Others can only pay attention from inside the car.”

Colored and Mima nodded simultaneously.

“OK, Dad down now.” Bara followed Dul who had walked first to Nisa.

“I am Abdullah's parent, Sir,” Bara told Annisa's father.

Annisa's father saw Dul frowning a little and then his face cringed because he remembered something. “I remember Abdullah. The head of OSIS who came to the house and came home the longest accompanied Nisa. Thank you for coming all the way here with Nisa.” The man approached Bara and extended a handshake.

“Iya, right. Abdullah is now the Chairman of OSIS. He said he didn't have time to say hello to Nisa. That's why I offer to meet here.”

“I really appreciate. Thank you again, sir. Nisa never had close friends. That's why I'm so happy that Abdullah can be close to my son.” Annisa's father nodded happily while throwing a look at Annisa and Dul who were talking.

Not far from that place, a moment before Dul came to Annisa who looked relaxed, but beautiful with jeans, sweatshirts and sweaters draped on her shoulders.

Dul and Annisa stand behind a large pole that blocks direct sightings to a parked car not far from them.

“The car stopped for a long time. I'm confused as to what to say, too. Though yesterday I met,” said Dul a little hasty. He was worried that Bara's car was cloned or visited by security if it stopped too long.

“This was the result of yesterday's fight?” annisa asked, touching Dul's chin with her index finger.

“Kok, tau?” Dul widened his eyes.

“Friends of our class, dong. Who else? Gini-gini I still have two female friends who want to share news with me. I'll be wondering about you with them.” Annisa held back a smile seeing Dul immediately misbehaved.

“Often-often send word. Send a message to me whenever you want,” order Dul.

Annisa nodded. “Envigorous learning. I'm curious in a few years to see Abdullah where.” is

“Please see you again,” murmured Dul.

“Hopefully,” sahut Annisa.

After being silent for a while, exchanging glances, smiles, and grim cheers disappointed with the situation, Annisa again thrust her hand at Dul.

“My father finished talking to your father. The power I have to leave now,” said Annisa.

Dul welcomes Annisa's hand. “Can swipe here a little?” Dul takes Annisa out from behind the pole.

At least in the last moments to release Annisa's departure, Dul can satisfy Dijah and Mima who must have been watching.

After releasing his handshakes with Dul. Annisa again waved to Bara's car. “It turns out Abdullah looks like Mom. Her mother is beautiful,” Annisa said.

“That's my sister. His name is Mima and who waved from the car was his name Ibra,” explained Dul.

“Definitely in crowded homes. Abdullah is really lucky because he is not lonely.” Annisa smiled towards Ibra who was waving back.

Annisa's right. He was lucky, Dul thought.

That afternoon, Dul and Bara stood side by side looking at Annisa who was walking near the departure gate of Terminal 3 Cengkareng.

To Be Continued

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