Dul
165. Restu

“Ngetawain what, anyway? Mbak Tini's voice penetrates to dalem.” Dayat was suddenly on the doorstep to come to the noise coming from the fence. His gaze immediately collided with Mima who instantly shifted his gaze to another place.

“You were raced with Dul. Two more weeks of reception at the same time Dul's wedding. When are you, Yat? Thirty ... Thirty how many are you? Do not get forty new marriages. Don't miss the new waist pain of having a child.” Tini's expression suddenly turned serious.

“Mild. I'm coming soon.” Dayat raised one eyebrow and Mima glanced. The girl sneered before returning her attention to Tini.

“All the invitation cards are already nyampe yes, Budhe. Do not forget the uniform green color of young banana leaves are roasted. Anyway read the message in the group chat Chicken Cage. Let no one be missed. I'm home now.” Mima patted the iron fence before turning around.

“Color ijo young banana leaves baked how? Is there anything more difficult about the color?” Tini shouted at Mima who started to move away and raised her hand. “I have to find a young banana leaf, keep me roasted. I want to know how rich Ijo color is meant to be Colored. Or should I read the group chat first?” Tini continued muttering as she closed the fence and passed Dayat in the doorway.

The excitement promised Bara at the reception Lettu Pnb Abdullah Putra Satyadarma S.Tr (Han) and dr. Annisa Inayah Abbas, Sp.PD two weeks later turned out to be no joke. Bara managed to get the reception venue that fit on the date they wanted. Puri Ardhya Garini will be a witness to the event Abdullah and Annisa let go of single time.

When the sky was still covered with clouds and the cold morning made everyone's face beaming, a couple entered the hall guided by two women wearing kebaya. The couple went to the old man who was sitting waiting for them with his hands on his lap.

From a distance, Dul has seen his mother. The woman who gave birth to him has not looked at him since. Starting from the bride's fairies to dress beskap, until they are finally told to come out. As if his mother wanted to be satisfied to see before he made a promise as someone's husband.

When Dul approached, Dijah waved a small and pointed at Bara nearby. Dul reviewed the smile. His mother who can sometimes be so innocent that often makes him amused. Often in their daily chatter, he chuckles while hugging or shaking his mother's body because of comments or funny remarks from the woman who gave birth to him. The mother who used to be very stiff and serious, had already turned into a warm figure.

When Annisa rests on her papa's lap to ask for her blessing, Dul is also bowing on Bara's lap. Before Dul said anything to Bara, the two exchanged glances. Bara smiled and patted his eldest son's shoulder steadily. “Mas Dul ... Finally Dad can deliver Mas Dul to here.” Bara then lowered her head. It turns out that the older he gets, the more sentimental and difficult to hold back tears. He swallowed and cleared slowly. Then continue, “Dad give the best blessing to Mas Dul. Wherever Mas Dul flies, do not forget we are always waiting for Mas Dul to go home. Mas Dul know, right, if Daddy loves the most Mas Dul?”

Dul chuckled with tears. It was Bara's ultimate word to all his children that they all felt special and most dear. “I know Daddy loves me the most,” replied Dul.

“Happy to be the father of Abdullah, the pilot of the Air Force TNI combat unit. Not only be a proud child, I hope you can be a husband and parents who boast.” Bara held a pair of broad shoulders Dul while looking closely at his eldest son.

During the process of Dul and Bara's conversation, Sejah did not release the two men from his sight. He no longer thought of the message from the woman who dressed him earlier. Or also Mima's message that many times said to bottle the tissue to his face with gentle movements so as not to damage the makeup. In fact, he didn't even have time to think about it. Bara and Dul's dialogue made his tears come out like blackmail. He looked down and hiccupped until Bara moved one hand to hold his hand.

Arrived when Dul gathered at his mother's feet to beg for his blessing. He lowered his head grasped the cold hand of Sejah and placed the tip of his nose into the back of the hand.

“Bu .. Today I'm permission to marry. Thank you for being the best, greatest, strongest and most beautiful woman I have ever had. Thank you for giving birth, caring for, raising and fighting for my life with all the energy you have. Thank you for being such a strong mother to me. Mother ...” Dul was silent for a few seconds because he was stuck. He could not hold back his tears. Her mother has been unable to speak ever since. “Forever Mom will be the first woman I keep her heart.” Dul continued his words.

Swallow and breathe before speaking. “Mother gives complete blessing to Abdullah son of a kind mother. A child who never asks for anything other than being close to you. Thank you for growing up so well. Mom is very proud to have a firstborn child who can be a role model for her sisters. I believe Mas Dul can be a good leader in the household.”

The stammering speech of the Sejah ended with a kiss of Dul several times to the back of his mother's hand. Colored down and dyed Dul's head with tears that are difficult to dispel.

At eight in the morning all the families gathered to watch Dul shake Papa Annisa's hand to fulfill his promise. With a tiny diamond ring Dul returned the Severed ring he had borrowed as collateral.

The cry of ‘Sah’ makes everyone almost simultaneously grateful. Bara hugged Dijah who came back crying because of haru. “Children Gutted Up Adult. We have to get ready to have a grandson.” Bara rubbed Dijah's shoulder while occasionally patting him.

“Mas Dul, congratulations yes. Come back here often. Ibra and I can't wait to hold ponakan.” Mima whispered in Dul's ear shortly after kabul's ijab was finished.

The struggle of waiting for each other for more than ten years was finally over. Dul exhaled a sigh of relief. He and Annisa are finally united in a bond as husband and wife. His chest was filled with happiness and relief. In between their hands were looking up to say a prayer, Dul glanced at Annisa who was solemnly adopting their kindness. Annisa is so beautiful, she thought.

To be continued