Dul
132. The Most Quality Singles

“I want to have a girl. I want to persuade other women besides my mother. Twenty-two years of my life in this world, only my mother held his hand. If Duma wants, I'm serious about this...” Robin smothered his mouth to hold back the laughter.

“So, How's Dul? She'll be the only one who doesn't have a boyfriend,” Yoseph said.

Robin leaned back forward. “Dul will soon be graduation ceremony at AAU campus. He's going home for the holidays before he goes to the Flying School. So, we still have time to find the most beautiful Dul girl. How about we introduce her to a girl? Where according to kelen?” ask Robin.

“Who?!” The voice of the Son and Joseph cried out almost simultaneously.

“Dul never said if we can not discuss about Annisa. Dul does not want us to allude to the issue of Annisa at least. If so .. ceme if we contact the Lova who is still single? Still pretty the Lova. He's working now. Whacky? Who knows CLBK?”

Son and Joseph nodded.

“By also your idea, Bin. It was to reduce our guilt for leaving Dul alone. You can make an appointment with Dul from now on.” The son agreed.

Meanwhile, at a house somewhere else, a high school girl is sitting on the sofa holding a jar of crackers. He sat on his side with narrowed eyes looking at his father and mother who were not indifferent to him.

“Dad Mother must answer ... how much is Mas Dul's pocket money so far? I saw Ma'am Nisa wearing a little ring that she wiped so many times when we had lunch last week. Must have bought Mas Dul. And that's from pocket money. Answer, Well,” said Mima, squeezing the arm of Bara who was closest to him.

“This Mother's son why, anyway? Speaking of what?” mumble Bara, nudge arm Colored.

“Not knowing what to say. Which ring is it? Maybe Nisa got a gift from Ciki. Why directly nuduh Mas Dul who buyin.” Sejah sneered at Mima.

“Mas Dul must have bought the ring. I'm certain. Nisa's smiling that way. His pupils dilated every look at the ring. It is not possible that Miss Nisa is the same as Ciki.” Mima crossed her arms in front of her chest.

“Totally long interrogation. Finished High School to go to college so what? The detective? Or want to be a cop? Prosecutor?”

“So lawyer,” cut Mima.

“Udah, ah. That's what was discussed from last week. I'm not a Mas Dul or Nisa's mom. But it is not polite to ask about the ring. Well, it could be Nisa's mother, or her older brother. If the problem of pocket money, I never give more. Mas Dul, right, in the dorm. Not much use of money. If Mas Dul can mourn to give Mbak Nisa something, Mom and Dad can not interfere. The pocket money is the right of Mas Dul. That's it, right, Dad?” Seized nudged Bara's arm with his elbow.

“This is not about what Mas Dul gave to Mbak Nisa. But about the transparency of pocket money increase—“

“Mbak Mima money out to make new clothes and makeup. Last week was just given by Pakdhe Heru, continued to wear there is a courier dateng. Its work online shopping.” Ibrahim, who had just entered the family home, suddenly chimed in.

“My job is to buy something that doesn't matter, Mom. If you buy something important, it's Dad.” Mima.

“Ngeles. Now send the same message Mbak Nisa, Saturday will just stay here. Try the clothes that are finished sewn. Next week's graduation show Mas Dul. I am impatient.” Sejah put his hand on Bara's shoulder. “My son Officer, Mas,” says Colonized.

“Your son? Not counted?” Bara swiped her chin to the forehead of the Sejah. “It should even be Mas who said that first. Anak Mas Officers,” Bara continued.

“Oke .. I'm just an assistant who helps keep the girlfriend of the Officer.” Mima started typing a message on Annisa.

‘Mbak Nisa, said Mother Saturday later nginep at home aja. We want outfit fittings for studio photos. If Mbak comes home kemaleman. Later me and Dad pick up.’

***

A week later at the NAUGHTY SAMBAL outlet, three young men looked down at a mobile phone. Their eyes were staring at a message. By Lova.

‘His meeting is in this week, right? I also miss Dul. I can't wait to see Letda Abdullah. Call me soon, Bin. I want to prepare a surprise for Dul.’

The son turned off the screen and looked at Robin's face. “Bin .. You are sure Dul is not angry if suddenly we bring Lova again?”

“What do we want? Just meet the ajanya. Not that we want to control directly. Ever since I became a Duma, the fix is the single Dul alone. It's unclear who the girl is.”

“Ya, already. Send a message to Dul that next Sunday we promise to gather at the cafe. Come on, type, Bin.” Joseph tapped his finger at the table. Robin started typing messages on her phone.

'Hello your friend who will soon be Letda. Next week we'll have a group of men, yeah. There's something you want to tell me about you. For the future of us all.’

Robin pressed the SEND button, then put down her phone. “Udah. Beres. It's up to Dul to or not the same Lova. The important thing is to make sure this Dul is normal. Since entering the dorm and not getting Annisa, he never talked about the girl again. I think traumatized she's playing girl.” Robin shakes concernedly.

"The obvious ... Letda Abdullah PS is the most qualified single I have ever known." Yoseph spoke with a glaring gaze toward the road.

To Be Continued