Dul
147. Relief Society

“What do you mean, Mas? Is Dul not the same as Annisa anymore? How long is it? Why not a story?” Sejah waited for Dul's answer for a while. However, it seems that phone conversations are not very effective for sniffing out captions. He could not see the look on his son's face across the phone. “Ya, already. Mom hang up the phone first. Later I'll tell Daddy.” Colored glancing Bara who just entered the house.

“That's Dul?”

The colonized approached Bara to take the man's luggage. “Mas once said that we should wait for Dul's business, right? Dul is not the same as Nisa anymore. I don't know when to start. Dul also dodged. Don't want to talk about it. I'm so sad ...” While holding Bara's backpack, Dijah wiped her tears with a negligee collar.

“Why so cry? What is Dul saying?” Bara held onto Sejah's shoulder and took him to the room. “Don't cry here. Later considered children, his father made his mother cry. Mima has gone home? I was picked up not wanting.”

Colored still sobbing following Bara's steps. “Ibra is not awake yet. Back at school was very tired. Abis eat directly into the room. Mima did say she wanted to go watch with her friend. It won't be long home. Please tell Dad not to worry. That's Mima.”'s message

Bara grabbed the backpack from the decking of Sejah and placed it onto the table. “Mima watch where? Who will take Mima home? Usually always ask to pick up.”

Sejah shook his head with a grim look. “Ne-know. Is it possible that Mas Heru picked up Mima?” He asked back.

“Usually if Mima asks us to calm down, it means we should indeed calm down.” Bara gave up guessing about Mima's friend. “So you cry because Dul is not the same as Nisa again?”

“I'm sad because I know Dul's his son is not a macem-macem, Mas. Dul is loyal. If you already love one person, he will work on something as much as he can.”

Little laughs want to put a strain on. “Mas is also loyal, you know. If you already love one person, Mas will also work on it as much as Mas.” can Bara pinched cheek soft Colored.

“I'm serious, Mas. Kasian Dul's. Next week the wing airmen event. Dul's rank will increase. Letda. Lnp. Abdullah Son of Satyadarma. Dul would want Annisa to be able to come to the show.”

“But we don't know what happened to Dul and Annisa, Jah. We cannot understand if they are not comfortable with each other. Rich was a mother who forced Mas to be with Joana. Remember, no? The guy can't be forced.”

“But I want to know the cause, Mas. It's been almost two years since Dul silenced. If Annisa has a boyfriend or is married, I'm okay. Or for example, Dul who has a girlfriend, I also will not make sense. Almost two years ago Dul wanted to pursue Annisa also could not because of the school in the dormitory. I just want to know the news of the girl that I often love side dishes. I've fallen, baby. Kasian Nisa, his mother, right, doesn't exist. Nisa I considered my own daughter.” Once again the colonized was unable to withstand the pace of his tears. He sat down on the edge of the bed and went back to sniffling.

Bara just came home from work and had not even had time to change clothes. He was already standing by the bed hugging his grieving wife thinking about their eldest son. Humans are difficult to avoid the fragility of the heart because of age.

“You want to know where Annisa is? Sure if you already know Annisa's news you're not getting sad? Who knew Annisa had a boyfriend? Or is it Dul who gives distance?”

Sejah takes off Bara's embrace and talks with with a hiccup. “Abdullah is my son, Mas. Just as rich Mima and Ibra. I have always known my children well. Dul's tone could not hide that he was also sad. Even though he was excited about it? I still know that she's sad.”

Bara finally sat down next to the Sejah. “The thrift of Dul's aviator wing is still next week, right? We still have a few days to get Annisa's news. I am still thinking about asking who. You can't be alone. There has to be a young man to help me ask Annisa. It is not funny that Annisa is considered to be miscellaneous because of the grizzled fathers.”

“Huban? Why why anyway? It's grizzled but still handsome. Nothing is reduced.” Colored directly stand straightening Bara's shirt and tiptoe tidying the man's hair. “Any time, every time well taken care of. Dearest, taken care of, which part of the handsome is reduced?” As if really offended when reminded about her husband's gray hair.

“You don't understand the meaning of Mas's talk earlier, right?” Bara held onto Sejah's shoulder for the woman to stop pretending to be busy.

Colored rubbing the front of the Bara shirt very slowly. “Let's know Annisa's News, Mas. At least for me.”

Bara pull Sejah in decapitation. “If this is how Mas Bara most can not refuse. From tomorrow on find out Annisa.”

“That's Dul's dad's car, right? Why did you pick you up here? I'm like Prince William, you are. Must be picked up at home.” Mak Robin swiped the window cloth to see Bara's car.

“We have a mission. Because my status is no girl that I have to take care of, mending I go along muter-muter with Father Bara.” Robin was sitting on the porch seat wearing his shoes.

Mr. Robin followed to the terrace. “So there's no girl? Jomlo you now? You lower your standards,”, Mr. Robin said, shaking your waist.

Robin stood up shaking. “Ckckck. I still speak standard in the morning. I don't have a standard like Mamak. Yeah, right, Mak?” Robin blinked one eye at Mak Robin peeking out of the window.

“You don't have standards? Kok, offended the time I heard it.” Mr. Robin snorted a little annoyed.

Mak Robin chuckles. “You see how smart my son is, sir? That's the genetic IQ of Samosir.”

“Where's your girl? Could have been dating even broke up for a long time. Usually long courtship can be breezed to pelaminan.” Mr. Robin is still upset with his son.

“Iya. It's a growl the same time I'm the Duma. Tell me I don't have legs. Buy a leg, he said. To get him riding a car (motorcycle). I don't think of my pickup car as a leg. Always ask for two-wheeled legs. The next time I was with him, I told him to date with a thousand feet. Let pande be grateful. Thousand feet right, many feet.”

(feet \= vehicle)

“Bah!”

“Udahlah, Sir. I got the pigi first. That's Bara's father has been waiting for a long time.” Robin waved to Bara's car, which had been patiently parked outside the fence. Robin ran over to the car. “Halo, Dad Bara …. What story? Why until pick me up Coincidentally the next time I no longer have work today.” Robin spoke before getting into the car.

“Udah, up now. The bases are continued in dalem aja.” Mima spoke from next to Bara.

“Ya, already. Ride me. If Mima was beautiful who was capable, immediately seeped into the bone marrow. Unable to say no. Itung-itung can get closer to Mima and Bara's father.” Robin opened the passenger door and his gaze immediately collided with the Son and Joseph.

“Close yourself with us too, Bin. There's me and Yoseph.” The son commented on the wide smile that irritated Robin.

“Bah! What story? Why are we collected all?” Robin patted Son's thigh.

“We want Annisa. Long time no contact with Dul.” The son looked at Bara through the rearview mirror waiting for the man to continue the explanation.

“Iya, Bin. Today we're taking a walk to find Annisa, yes. He said he was still in town. Still at the old university take a specialist. We're on the road now, yes.” I started driving the car.

“Ah, seriously, Father Bara. Dul never told us about Annisa. I think she's all right with the girls. Apparently eleven twelve was also my fate. Amangoy ...” Robin shook his head in disbelief at what he had just heard.

To be continued