Dul
114. Dad's Alright

“Mas, how is it there? What's the meal?” tanya Mima, put your hand on Dul's arm. Since Dul shook his body on the sofa of Bara's nursery, the little girl could not escape Dul.

“Mas don't miss me? Every day I see the collection of planes. I borrowed it but it wasn't broken. I just look around,” Ibrahim cetus from Dul's lap.

Dul chuckled as he hugged Ibrahim and kissed the six-year-old boy on the head. He also peaked the top of Mima's head and pinched Mima's cheeks, the larger his face became more like Bara. Mima's reddish cheeks and curly hair have survived until now even though their mother says she always cuts the edges.

“Mas there busy from morning to afternoon. Sleep is not a short dream. Kaya just slept, but has been built again the same sound siren.” Dul looked at his two sisters in turn. In another corner, Bara, Sejah and Heru heard the small talk.

“Mas ever late?” ask Mima.

“No, dong. I've trained with the highest commander at home,” Dul said with a small laugh.

“The command is Mom,” Ibra chirps innocently. Everyone laughed at Ibrahim.

“Bu, tonight we are all here, right?” mima from the sofa.

“No can be too crowded. I will not be able to rest. We'll be home in the afternoon. I want to clean the house a little. Tomorrow morning I'm going to cook for Uti. Let Mas Dul take care of Daddy tonight.”

Hearing the long words of Sejah and a firm tone of voice, Mima did not dwell. Plus Bara just looked at the girl without doing any defense for her, Mima gave up on the spot. In the end Mima just nodded, then leaned back on Dul with the body made as relaxed as possible.

“Tomorrow we'll see you again. Tonight let me take care of Dad. Mom is tired. I also miss my mother's cooking. If Mom comes home, tomorrow I'll eat Mom's cooking. How?” dul whispers in Mima's ear.

Fifi arrived at the hospital in the afternoon. After a short conversation with Dul, the couple brought Dijah and his two children to return home.

“When do you want to visit Akung? Pakdhe said, Akung is now much healthier. I can be out of the hospital soon. It's much quieter.” Bara spoke in a very low tone of voice.

“Today I want to be with Dad. If I look at Akung now, Dad will be alone. Tomorrow morning if Mom comes, I can look at Akung.” Dul sat in a chair right next to Bara.

“Motor Dad is badly damaged,” Bara said.

“Do not think of motor first. I need to get well soon. Akung will definitely ask why Daddy long time not seen.”

“Daddy's motor is full of history, Dul. Years of nursing father turned out to be destroyed as well.”

“Partially why ride a motorbike? If you bring a car maybe it won't get rich gini.”

“That time is jammed. Dad was in a hurry because he had to catch the news and he wanted to go to the hospital tonight. Yes, it is .. it has happened. Later Dad buy motor again—”

“Buy motor again for what?” Dul couldn't hide his surprise. Bara that can sometimes be stubborn is difficult to prevent if you already want something.

“Motor for you. The plan is that the motor should be inherited. But because it is now badly damaged, I bought new aja.”

“I don't want to,” replied Dul. “I don't want to make Mom think. Every father works with a motorbike, Mother always cannot sleep before Dad gets home. Moreover, Dad easily caught wind. Soon I will go to Magelang. I must be worried too,” said Dul in a soft voice.

Dul nodded small. It felt like it had been a long time since they had engaged in such a deep and serious conversation that night. Both of them enjoy the togetherness although not all the time filled with conversation.

Serading Bara that night reminded Dul when he was sick and Bara did not sleep all night waiting for the heat to go down. Now it is his turn to accompany Bara. Take the man a drink, offer him a snack, peel an apple and the night Dul insists on feeding Bara his dinner until it runs out.

As Dul was tidying up his clothes, he glanced at Bara who was a little agitated.

“Dad want what? Going to the toilet?” ask Dul. The question was answered with an all-inclusive highlight by Bara. “Come, I'm anterin. I brought the infusion pole. You can hold me slowly. Mom said, Dad's still dizzy. So you can not stand alone,” Dul explained while slipping his hand behind Bara's back and helping the man sit.

“Daddy is not ngerepotin, right?” ask Bara.

“This is nothing compared to me who took care of Dad. Come on, I help.” Dul hugged Bara's waist and dragged an infusion pole with her.

This whole thing ain't nothing, Dad. My mom and I had more of this, long before we were in a father-daughter relationship. Now it's Father's turn to trouble me a lot. Let my heart feel lighter when I leave later.

The next day, Sejah just finished opening all the bushels and spread his cooking at the table. His gaze swept over each menu with a satisfied look.

“Dul ... You eat first. Abis ate the Akung. Come, hurry. Later bring one rantang to Uti.”

Mima clucked with her arms crossed in front of her chest. “Mas Dul home Rich mom gets new power. Yesterday was lethargic until I could not speak. Mas Dul is indeed sakti.” Mima sits on the sofa next to Dul, who starts filling his plate.

“The name is also dizzy again. Where Ibra every time he came home from school was asked there was a PR answer he did not exist. But if I've been willing to sleep, Ibra just asked to bring this-that to school. Kaya yesterday suddenly talked about making picture frames from cardboard. Midnight Mom so reog jumpalitan.” He took the plate and filled it with rice for Ibrahim's lunch. “Daddy has eaten, Dul?” tanya Sejah's.

“Dad has eaten. Eating is good,” whispered Dul, glancing at Bara who had just fallen asleep after eating the medicine.

“The kindergarten and the first grade SD kid always did, Mom. My sister is my friend too. Always remember PR when you want to sleep.” Mima chuckled, rubbing Ibrahim's cheeks.

“Iya. Mima also used to be rich that way,” sahut Colored. Mima immediately sneered. While Ibra swapped her brother's cheeks.

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

The knock on the door made Dijah and his children speechless.

“No one screams. Later Dad woke up. Let me just open it,” said Mima, standing up swiftly and running to the door.

As the door swung open, a familiar figure gushed his face.

“Helo .. helo …. I smell the free lunch here. Can I join?”

To Be Continued