Dul
108. Sad Before Happy

“Not to distance his dream. What was your plan yesterday?” son asked, nudging Robin's arm.

“Before talking about my plan, I want to ask you. It was just my mom at home. Why are you so bad at being criticized? Want him to be the betol. Whatever I say is always wrong. Anyway what my mom said should be betol. Is that one of the conditions so mamak-mamak?” Robin looked at Son and Dul in turn.

“Ibuku is too. But the explanation is not so much as you say it is, Bin. Her name is also mother. The worry is a lot. Moreover, it is usual to see us go to school every day, now in the morning already see you open the rice cooker, in the afternoon open the rice cooker again, yes, definitely make emotions.” The son spoke while bringing the cracker jar closer to him. One hand the other put the two-glass glass and filled it with water from the kettles on the table.

“You are always capable of making me emotional,” Robin said. “Entah why I miss being a schoolboy again. While still at school, Saturday-Sunday if napping must be left alone with my mamak. Now if the nap continues, my mother will burn my room. Look at my face like I'm getting angry. I said nothing.” Robin's getting lethargic.

“You sure miss school? I forgot the feeling that the teacher said, ‘please if there is nothing, it's my turn to ask you guys’. How's it? Kangen too?” This time Dul laughs because of the memories of their former class. The sacred words of the teacher always managed to make all the students back down to read the notebook.

The arrival of Robin and the Son pleased Dul a little. Not that he was happy with the turmoil that his two best friends were feeling, but he felt the problem was nothing. Everyone has a problem and everyone has a different way of dealing with it. Robin who covers all his turmoil with jokes, also the Son who wrapped his worries with positive words that are more often actually intended for himself.

“So, the announcement is tomorrow yes, Dul?” ask Putra.

Dul nodded. “Tomorrow, Put.”

“That's Samapta's test result?” Robin is chiming in.

“Tes Samapta and posture test,” replied Dul.

“Ih, I'm sure I won't graduate that way. Especially lately the more expert posture I make is just a lying posture,” said Robin, rising to the cupboard. “Kalo so, we can eat, right? I love it when Mamak Dul cooks soto.”

“Reason,” muttered Son.

“Heh! Not reason. Mamak Dul's cuisine I have often eaten from my childhood. Mamak Dul is a little supportive of my growth period,” explained Robin, chuckling open the rice cooker.

“When you pass, Dul? I want to celebrate together. I really hope you graduate. At least ... One of us should be a big person,” said Putra.

“Now you're a big man, Put. Time of unconsciousness,” timpal Robin.

Dul chuckles. “If I pass, I treat you.”

“OK, steady,” welcome Robin.

“If you pass, you will also rarely be able to meet us-we, right, Dul?”

“Udahlah. If Dul graduated, abis eat-meals we do not need to meet for a while. I also want to submit a proposal with my father. Pray for me, I pray for you. What matters is that we pray for each other. That's what matters,” Robin added. He stood with a plate of rice and opened the hood.

In the evening Dul must welcome Bara's return home alone. Mima and Ibra were not with him.

“Which mother, Yah?” ask Dul in the doorway.

“Tomorrow holidays, Uti don't drive home. There is no peace he said. Dad came home to make your nemenin,” Bara replied.

“Mbok Jum join nginap too?”

“Cute. Ibra did not send Mbok Jum home. He said he should come too. Uti until the protest. He said Ibra loved Mbok Jum more than Uti.” She took off her shoes at the door.

“Why didn't you tell me to go to Akung's house? I'm healthy, right?” ask Dul curiously.

“Akung still is. Yes .. healthy. It's nothing Mom's there. Mima also wants to play with Uti. Part .... tomorrow's announcement, right? What time?” ask Bara.

“Online, via email as well. I don't know what time. Later I often check,” replied Dul, accompanying Bara steps into the kitchen. “Daddy have eaten?” ask Dul.

“Sore I warmed up. Actually not much left. Robin and Putra ate.”

“Good if not much leftover. Mom likes to pout if the cooking is leftover.” He pulled the usual chair.

Then the silence ruled the dining room. Bara who is tired of working and burdened with thoughts about the health of Mr. Wirya, many drown themselves in his mind. Dul who understood that Bara needed time with the contents of his mind, sat down to enjoy the silence. Until finally the two men split into their respective rooms.

The next day there was nothing important but waiting for Dul's announcement. However, at nine in the morning Bara was getting ready as if to go to the office on a weekday. Dul who was watering plants in the yard, immediately turned off the water tap.

“Kan, Saturday ... he said not working,” Dul said. If yesterday there was a Son and Robin accompanying him, different from that day. He has no promises yet.

“Pakdhe ngajak I met a business partner. He said not long. Later if Daddy's business is in order, you'll pick me up. Tonight we stay at Akung.”'s house Bara started the car engine and put his backpack into the middle seat.

Dul nodded, but then remembered something. “ Later I can not go, same Robin and Son? But not now, anyway .. promise later if I graduate. So ... is not sure,” said Dul a little doubt.

“Bby. It's nothin. If you go, you pass. Dad is okay. Go straight to Akung's house, yeah. We're staying there. Don't forget to bring a change of clothes,” Bara's message.

Dul and Bara had already agreed on their promise. Dul completed the usual homework he did with a lighter heart. For some reason after hearing Bara say that, her confidence was a little better.

By noon his optimism was back tested. Dul sees email notifications on his phone. His heart is beating no muddle. Not wanting to linger, Dul immediately scrolls his phone. A few seconds later, his heart felt like it was going to explode with happiness. The revelation did not keep him curious long enough.

“Yah! Did you open the email? Yes ... email me,” exclaim Dul. The email was connected to Bara's cell phone. Bara should also have known that immediately saw the same notification. “Iya, the! I pass! Come on, I'll tell mom now. Dad convey to Akung!”

“Don't—don't now. I'll be done soon. So you go with your friends? If you want to go with Robin and Son, nothing. Dad's coming home to pick me up. We give a surprise to Akung and Uti. Make Mom too,” add Bara from across the phone. His voice sounded very enthusiastic.

Dul agreed. He rushes to prepare a backpack and puts in two pairs of change of clothes. Finished with a backpack he went to the back porch and sprinkled a little koi fish food into the pond. His steps are getting more confident. He felt special because he was among the tens of thousands of students who tried the Air Force Academy regional selection.

Dul had just pulled a towel and attached it to his shoulder as his phone rang again. From the barn again.

“Dul, you haven't left yet, have you? Still at home, right? I'll pick it up now. Quickly get ready.” Bara's tone of voice was already different from a moment ago.

“Still want to take a shower. Wh why? What was? Dad why?” The question just sprinkled from Dul's mouth.

“Akung is on his way to the hospital. Akung was unconscious. You Dad pick up now,” order Bara.

Dul reverberated his phone. His heart felt like it was being stabbed. Just now he was smiling widely and squealing in excitement because of the happy news. Now ... the figure he wanted to give a surprise was even unconscious.

“Akung .. I graduated. Akung don't do anything,” said Dul, moving frantically into the bathroom.

To Be Continued

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