Dul
144. Not Because of the distance

“We circumnavigate the complex while slowly Pakdhe explained the function of the inside of the car. Dul sat next to Pakdhe to be more clearly heard and see the explanation. Twice a turn, we change position. Dul's carrying, Pakdhe's sitting in the passenger seat. How?” The sun had already sagged to the western horizon, Heru opened the sunglasses and slipped them on the sun visor. “If you agree everything goes up,” Heru continued.

Dul and Mima simultaneously move up. Dul sits next to Heru and Mima chooses to sit directly behind the driver.

“As you know .. Pakdhe car is arguably an antique car with a manual transmission. This car manufacturer has gone bankrupt and now automotive collectors are competing to have. This car was originally only produced for the military purposes of the American army. Later versions were made for civil society. And here he is. Pakdhe will explain the transmission first, yes.”

Dul and Mima nodded. Despite not learning that day, Mima seemed diligent in listening. While Dul, managed to remember everything that Heru said in the first ten minutes.

“Indeed it should be. Pakdhe was not surprised that Dul learned faster. We can change positions in a minute. Pakdhe does not want to kebanyao theory,” said Heru.

“Eh, wait. Is it not too fast? Pakdhe sure? Can be heard once again the memorization of Mas Dul already true or not? Why am I being so deg-degan?”

“Mima quiet. Dul is his rank Letda. The AAU entrance exam used to be more difficult, when Mima hesitated Mas Dul memorized things a little like this. Come on, Dul can start carrying it himself. We're still in the complex.” Heru pulled over the car and got off just as fast as Dul.

Mima sat behind the driver while patting his chest. “Be careful, Mas. Immediately love if you can not. Don't wait until it crashes,” he said as he patted Dul's shoulder from behind.

“Iya, safe. Mima's relaxed, dong. Mas so follow groggy because Mima can not be diem. Come on, Mima retreated backwards. Wear a seat belt. If it can be wrapped into Mima's body to be safe.” Dul started nagging.

“Dih, Mas! If the gini ngomel is very similar to Mother. Yes, right, Pakdhe? Ckckck, it turns out Mas Dul can be chatty too. Does Mbak Nisa know that Mas Dul can bring gini?” Mima shifted to the middle. Bend his head from the middle of the seat to see Dul behind the wheel.

“Oh, yes ... Which visa? Haven't seen you yet? Listen from Mom, Nisa also finished her medical degree. When's graduation? Not a single application?”

“Pssst! Pakse …. About Mbak Nisa we skip first. Kaya Mas Dul and Mbak Nisa are both not feeling good.” Mima shifted to the back of Heru to whisper from the back of the seat.

“Do not snitch tau,” grumbled Dul when adjusting the position of the seat so that his legs are more comfortable.

“I saw Mbak Nisa there is no hold-hold Mas Dul. Usually if again better, Madam Nisa likes to hold the end of the clothes Mas if the street deketan. Yesterday the distance was quite far. No more fighting, right?”

“Not fighting anymore. Nobody fights,” firmly Dul.

“Oh, it's called Annisa who is not feeling well. Don't be disturbed, you're given a moment. There might be something he still hesitates to tell you. The clutch stepped in, the brake was also stepped on, then entered the gear one, and lift the foot step slowly.” Heru gave orders to Dul according to the theory he had given.

Mima went back and shifted to the back of Dul. His face was worried as if the car was not safe enough for him.

“Mmm …. Usually if it's because of what, yes?” ask Dul.

“Because if we step foot in the clutch and in the brake is released suddenly, the engine can immediately die. Stagnating first before,” explained Heru.

“Mmmm .. I mean, why should every woman not feel good to be given time to make a story? Why can't you just talk about what's wrong. Why hesitate? What because I can't believe it?” Dul starts releasing the clutch pedal and brake as directed by Heru. Slowly but surely the car started running normally. A sigh of relief Mima heard from behind.

Heru laughed amusedly because the thing he meant was different from what Dul was talking about. “Maybe Pakdhe's intuition about young people has begun to decrease. Can Pakdhe not connect.” Heru chuckled again.

“This is not speeding. Who's speeding, anyway? Here's what speeding is.” Dul returns Mima with a scolding.

“The answer still needs to be answered? Pakdhe is worried that he will forget that he is not answered now.” Heru interfered with the debate of the brothers nearby.

“Bby.” Slowly Dul started to drive casually.

“Pakdhe does not think Annisa does not believe you so have not spoken. The thoughts, assumptions of others clearly we can not equate as we. Annisa may even be worried thought by women who like to complain. Or worry is perceived as a weak woman. Or it could be that there is a problem that he is still ashamed of being told. So, just wait a minute. If his heart was already better, would immediately talk without being asked.”

In his heart, Dul confirmed all the things Heru said. A few days before returning to education, he tried to convince himself that his relationship with Annisa would be fine. There was no hypocrisy there was concern in his heart about Papa Annisa rejecting their relationship. Dul was upset because of that.

“Mas..Mas, Slowly, Mas! There are kids ahead. That black sedan in the front was also following me. Dul must also be angry. There's kids playing ball. Uh, it's Banyu!” Mima opened the car glass on the right side. “Hush! Banyu! Earth! Move aside! Don't play ball on the street! Move!” Mima stuck out his head and patted the side of the car.

“Mima, Pakdhe's car has a horn. Mima no need to scream.” Heru looked forward. Watching the driver of the new black sedan get out of the car. “That's Tini's sister? That's Tini's sister, right?” Heru pointed to the front of Tini's house, where Dayat was talking to two boys who were none other than Banyu and Earth. Two boys Tini.

“Iya. That's Paklik Dayat I asked Mom,” explained Mima, resting his arm on the car window that was wide open. Dayat glanced towards them.

“Dayat used to be his girlfriend a lot,” said Heru very slowly, while nodding at Dayat who immediately removed his sunglasses. Dayat smiled and nodded at Heru.

“Playboy too? Just as rich as Pakdhe? Is playboy so still changeable?” Mima spoke from between her teeth.

“Several little can change. Pakdhe was among the few. Insaf and married Budhe Fifi. Before meeting the right one, Pakdhe is not tired of looking for the right one. What does Dayat do? Lawyer?”

“Which fits,” reload Mima, nodding.

“Good afternoon, Pakdhe Heru ..” greet Dayat politely. “It looks like Dul met a very capable driving teacher. Proven on the first day of learning, Dul immediately proficient. It could be because Dul is old enough. Driving lessons delivered through theory and practice can be directly applied. The importance of age enough to understand everything.” Dayat threw a smile at Mima who was sullenly pouting.

“Oh, it could be. Dul will indeed directly for SIM. More than old enough.” Heru returned Dayat's smile with a small laugh.

Dayat smiled wryly at Mima. “Mima definitely agrees with what Paklik said, right?”

Sontak Mima snorts. He never thought that Tini's sister whom he judged quite handsome and dapper a few days ago can now be a figure that is so annoying. Dayat has just foiled a plan that will ask Heru to teach driving after Dul's turn is over.

And without Heru and Mima realizing, the state of the car that was stopping in front of Tini's house, made Dul had to open his cellphone which had been shaking short-short.

‘Hai, Mas Dul again what? The next week I was busy. Tomorrow's event we withdraw, yes.’

Dul took a deep breath as he read the contents of Annisa's message.

To be continued