Dul
105. Already a Mature Man

“If for administrative selection and verification only, anyway, I'm optimistic you managed to mengelewatinnya.” I sat in front of the television and exchanged channels.

“But keep aja deg-degan,” says Dul.

“Iya, Mother from yesterday the dream continues. Udah announcement, continue Mas Dul did not pass the administration. Weeping mother,” timpal Colored new coming from kitchen.

“The mother even added the burden of the child's mind,” said Bara, pinching the cheek plan of the Sejah who was sitting nearby thrusting fried food.

“The name is anxious,” sahut Colored, patting Bara's thigh hard enough.

“An announcement is tomorrow. Midnight later the website can be down if many visit.”

“Then Mas must join mantengin. This time we also have to get the fastest news. Let me have no more dreams, Mas.” Seen pouting looking at Bara.

“It's still selection administration, Jah. The test is long. If your dreams continue throughout the Dul test, that bothers Mas too. Sleep is not good, can be late wake up in the morning. Keep breakfast we can all be threatened.” Bara twitch the cheek of the Sejah who instantly frowns. The woman hit Bara's thigh again in exchange for her answer.

“There are how many more tests?” tanya Sejah's.

“Still a lot, Mom,” replied Dul.

“Mothers have no patience,” chirps Mima. The sixth-grade Elementary student dropped his body on the sofa with a packet of fried Potato snacks in his hand.

“Kan, equally rich Mima,” timpal Colored. Mima did not answer. Just pursing his lips on his mother.

“The regional level selection is still eight stages away, Bu.” Dul grimacing.

“Gosh ... is it still an area? If totaled all how many more stages?” Colored uphold body.k

“At the central level there are also eight more. So ... This administrative selection is nothing, ma'am. It's too early,” said Dul.

Seated leaning limply onto Bara's shoulder. “Mothers don't think that much,” replied Colored lethargic.

“Dul can definitely. Don't be so lethargic. We have to be optimistic about Dul. Tonight we will see the announcement of the administrative selection together.”

After the evening of the feast and the night of the new year, seeing the announcement of the graduation of the Dul administration became the next thing that kept the Bara family awake until late at night. Even Ibrahim, who did not fully understand his mother's intentions, had not told him to sleep that night, sitting upright with a cheerful face between Dul and Mima.

“Where are the results? Have you looked yet?” tanya Sejah was impatient a few minutes later.

Dul and Bara did not answer. Both are silent waiting for the screen of the website that is spinning slowly open the web page.

“Old, yes ...,” exclaims Colored again from the sofa.

Dul and Bara exchanged glances when they heard the call of Dijah which had only added to their uneasiness. Although Bara is optimistic that Dul must have passed the administrative selection stage, somehow the invocations of the colonized from the family room made him pound.

“Mother ..!” shout Dul.

“Do not shout. Mother behind you.” Suddenly Sejah appears behind Dul and Bara. Both jerked.

“When is entry?” bara asked, looking at Dul's half-open room door.

“Ya, just now. How's it? Pass, yes?” Colored down and put his chin on Dul's shoulder. “Good, Son. Happy mom. Now I can sleep.” Sejah scrambled Dul's hair and hugged Bara's waist briefly, then passed from her son's room.

“Ibra and Mima have slept?” ask Bara.

“Udah. Sleeping on the couch. Go to the room, yeah. I'm so sleepy,” exclamation Sejah.

That night Bara lay next to the Seized with thoughts of penetrating the future of her children. To send Dul into AAU's dormitory, they need more than luck. Dul must be able to pass all the stages of selection smoothly.

“Thinking what?” tanya Sejah, turned around and hugged Bara's stomach with her eyes closed.

“It turns out we are old, yes, Jah …. Dul was eighteen years old. Dul is now a teenager. Not felt …. Early ngajak Dul ride to the bonbengan motorcycle Mas at that time he was still five years. It was 28 years old and had not finished S2. Every day diomelin same mother and asked when graduation. Finally who can make Mas graduation it's you.” Bara chuckled while replying to Dijah's embrace.

“I was sleepy to be literate again because Mas story about history,” said Sejah with a raucous voice. “Indeed not felt, yes. More so, my mother. I didn't know how Dul's childhood was. Sometimes everyone thinks about it .. I feel guilty.” Sealed closed his eyes.

“Nothing. We can't fix the past. But we can try our best for Dul's future. Especially for the Samapta test. Although Dul always talked about his efforts and accept whatever the results will be, but still his name is human there must be disappointment. It was also.”

Sejah opened his eyes and looked up at Bara's chin. “So, how? I want to help you with physical exercise. Dul must have become more disciplined if Akunya who helped see.”

“Not enough with that aja,” said Bara. “Later if the results of psychological tests come out, Mas will chat and find out to Mas Heru.”

Dul's activities lately were not much. After successfully passing the health test, Dul again restless waiting for the results of psychological tests out. The day was going very slow. Everyday he just goes back and forth from front to back. Wake up early watering plants, sweeping the lawn, taking out the trash and looking forward to the response to Annisa's message. Really a slow day.

Until one afternoon, Robin who was looking more relaxed with his life, came to visit the Bara family home one afternoon.

“Capek time I chatted me. His reply was long, a word. I can't wait for him,” Robin said upon arrival on the porch.

“Again males hold a mobile phone,” replied Dul lethargic.

“Surely because Annisa did not reply to your message, right? Udahlah .. indeed again want to concentrate the same school. Don't bother me first. You are now waiting for the results of what announcement?” ask Robin.

“Wait for the results of the psychological test,” replied Dul.

“Ya. Do not also because waiting for the results of psychological tests even your psychology is disturbed. We eat to the intersection. Talk at the cafe across the street. More freely. If here I'm a little anxious said we heard the same—”

“Hayooo ... what to say? Gotta talk about girls, right? Wh who? Who?” Mima suddenly appears from inside the house startling Dul and Robin who are sitting on the porch.

“This is what I mean. Come on, we're pigi. In the future aja.” Robin stood up dragging Dul's arm to get up from the chair.

Mima stood in front of the door, sneering. “Gaya really want to chat just have to go to the cafe,” said Mima.

“This is what the brothers are called …. Our adult dah, Dek Mima. Entering the world of men.” Robin hugged Dul's shoulders while chuckling.

“You ate across the street?” dul asked as they marched down the complex street.

“It. Let's be free to discuss important things about men,” said Robin in a loud voice that could not be hidden.

“But not fully so men if we are still gini-gini aja, Bin.” Dul is still carried away in a moody atmosphere. Being told about anything, no matter what, his mind always returned to his messages that seemed to be ignored by Annisa.

“Ya is our man. You see the shape of my neck now?” Robin looked up at the rubbing of his neck which increasingly showed a masculine bulge typical of men. “With the heavy and melancholic sound of kayak gini, I guarantee the girl-cewe instantly dream-dreamed. Gini-gini we can already reproduce, Dul.” Robin was proud.

“Psst .. psst,” call someone from behind the fence as Dul and Robin walk past a neighbor's house towards the highway.

Dul and Robin turned to the same place. And gasp when he saw the face of Tini Suketi tiptoe from behind the fence of his house.

“Ckckck ... the newly completed SMA has already reproduced. Cewe-cewe, heavy sound ... ckckck …. Time doesn't seem to run, yes. It feels like just yesterday I got your feet on, Bin. Later the girls can interview the big toe of your Tini Bu if you want how your past.” Tini laughed out loud with a roll of towel on her head.

Robin stood half flabbergasted. “There is no other way than this road if you want to go to your house, Dul?”

To Be Continued