Dul
167. The Story Inside the Story

A few minutes before the sword ceremony began.

Annisa reverberated Dul's hand with her eyes fixed on the hordes of mothers she did not recognize at all. “That's who?” ask Annisa.

Dul smiled as he looked at the same place. “That's a big family mom boarding in Magetan. They are like a second family.” Dul waved as a middle-aged woman waved at him. “That's got the cost. Her husband had died and bequeathed a large house that was made into boarding houses. Residents cost the average person Lanud.”

“Good to come all the way here.” Annisa smiled and replied to the wave of the middle-aged woman that Dul was telling her.

“We all call it Mother Kos Magetan. Soupy women and fun chatter friends. He has promised to come with his extended family.” Dul again waved at two men who were sitting not far from his boarding house. The two men were the sons of the owner of the boarding house who often chatted with him.

“No drama crush son mom kos?” Annisa's re-echoing Dul's hand.

“To him, anyway, there's that drama. But dear daughter mommy kosnya cow all.” Dul laughs.

This time Annisa did not reverberate Dul's hand. Instead of using her other hand to direct the pinch to her husband's waist. Dul quickly caught Annisa's hand and held it for a while. For a second, he thought about kissing his wife's hand. However, aware of their very crowded surroundings and the attention placed on them, Dul undoes his intentions.

“Can't judge-judes by her husband.” Dul whispered in Annisa's ear which was then followed by the woman's sneer.

“Udah pinter just said that. Not an hour ago.” Annisa blushed a little because of Dul's friendly whisper.

“I'm a fast learner,” said Dul. “Don't forget .. Her husband is a winner of Adhi Makayasa,” added Dul.

“Iya, deh …. Who does not know the same Mas Abdullah the most handsome Praspa Commander and achiever.” Annisa felt her words were not wrong. Dul was indeed Commander Praspa in his graduation year. The man who is now her husband is indeed the most handsome for her.

“Still,” sahut Dul. “Before we walk down that aisle, I want you to look to the left. Look at the mothers in the green uniforms, right? They are all from PIA Ardhya Garini Squadron 14 Lanud Iswahjudi. Now you are part of them.”

“Bakal often have activities huh? I want to be a housewife but I also want to be a dedicated doctor.” Annisa looked at the same place as Dul. “I also want to have blue uniform Ardhya Garini mothers. That's why I applied for a job at a private hospital to continue participating in the activities of mothers in the union.”

“You could be everything that matters stays near me.”

“We keep on using ‘aku and you’?”

“Mas and Nisa. How?” The usual Dul rarely smiled that day unceasingly reviewed the smile.

“Bby, Mas,” sahut Annisa, tighten the handle on the sturdy Dul arm contains.

******

Tini flinched when her shoulder felt patted. “Where to from? New dateng?”

Dayat sat next to Tini in a different outfit from the others. “I, right, told you there was still business. What matters now is that I'm here.” Dayat crossed his legs and pulled out the phone from behind the suit.

“If there is a reception like this you should come more often so that there are real female acquaintances. Don't keep creeping. See that Dul.” Tini pointed at Dul and Annisa who were listening to the instructions of the wedding organizer.

Dayat sees Dul according to Tini's instructions. “Udah I saw. Keep going what?”

Tini let out a irritated breath. “That's a parable, Yat. Have you ever thought about living a family? Got a wife, got kids. Don't think about love anymore. The wife does not have the knowledge of kebatinan alone can make the husband in the fog especially if you have a wife there is knowledge. You just want to talk to him already know the contents of your head.”

“Asih beautiful. But your own boss said that you can't be the same, right? Bener Mr Dean said that?”

Dayat nodded. “Bene. Mr. Dean said that it was appropriate for men to return power to where it should be. He said Asih did not suit me because Asih already too much tau.”

Tini then giggled. “That boss alesan, you know. Restore the power of men to where they should be?” Tini laughed again. “Your boss said so probably because he had lost his power at home. That's why he doesn't want you to be like him. The talk was .. ckckckck. I think the older the fuss will be. The link became.”

“I used to think so about you too.” Dayat looked at the group of people who attracted his attention. Tini was just about to pat Dayat's arm, but stopped because the man continued, “Her wife Dul Sumatran? His dialect and family language are different,” Dayat said. He wanted to divert the topic of the conversation about the household that always started Tini every time they get an invitation card from anyone. Usually he never attended, but since the married are Dul whose kinship relationship exceeds their brother, Dayat attended despite not wearing a green uniform. He came in a suit that he used to wear for cocktail parties.

Tini also looked at the place where Dul had just shown. “Oh .. that over there is the family of the late Mama Annisa, if that one is Papa Annisa's family. Sejah had told me that the two families had long since not interconnected. His father Annisa married shortly after his wife died. Maybe his late wife's family is still grieving. It's kind of weird in my opinion. Why must it be too soon? What are the feelings of his other brother? Or the feelings of her children?”

“You don't get too excited when you talk to people.” Dayat spoke with his mouth barely open. “If you want to marry someone why do other people think? The first thought was the feeling of the candidate. What do you want to marry? Isn't that? What if you already feel the feelings of people turns out the candidate does not want?"

Tini thought. “Why be mumet every abis talking to you?”

The brothers were silent for a moment to watch Papa Annisa's family sitting not far from her mother's family. The rigid atmosphere of many years turned out to be melted down with Annisa's happy day that they may have been waiting for a long time. Papa-mama Annisa's family seemed to melt in the atmosphere of a reunion that asked each other news.

“I saw Mbak Evi's flower board outside. When did they come home? I kangen.” Dayat still looked at the group of elderly people who were greeting cheerfully.

“Means you marry and reception like this. Let Evi go home with the family. If the child has gone to school everything can not be as easy as it takes time off. Moreover, the school in Japan is different from here. Every Evi I ask to return to Indonesia, he said waiting for enough savings to open a business. I think their family lives in Osaka. So ... Do you have a boyfriend, Yat? Evi asked often. He worries that you don't like women. You're normal, aren't you, Yat?” Tini looked at her dapper younger sister's extraordinary appearance. Straight combed hair, expensive suit, shiny shoes that can be used to reflect. For whatever sake Tini will not be willing if his sister continues to be single.

Dayat did not reply to Tini's views. “Don't look at me with that kind of look. Over there the friends of Mbak Tini just came. That's Mak Robin, right?” Dayat breathed a sigh of relief. He did not need to bother looking for other topics of conversation because his brother's group of friends from the boarding Chicken Cage came with all his excitement. Topic ‘When to Marry?’ as soon as possible he avoided.

“Mak! Mak! Sit here, Mak!” Tini waved at Mak Robin and patted the back of the chair occupied by Dayat.

“Sitting in my place?” Dayat had guessed that the arrival of Mak Robin must have made him evicted from that place.

“If you already know it should not need it. Mas Wibi has given up sitting there with you. You should also give up.” Tini kept waving at Mak Robin.

“Woi, Tini! I've been looking around this place looking for you. Old new get. If usually people get older and get older, if you think it's shrinking.” Mak Robin chuckles to occupy the newly abandoned seat Dayat. “Boy! Before you sit here, you call Asti first. Today he must decide to enter the group of employees in Heru or the group of Chicken Cages.”

“Asti! Asti! Get over here! Almost started. Let us all sit close.” Boy shouted to Asti who immediately turned to the first exclamation.

Not far from where Tini gathered with his friends, Dayat stood wobbly looking for an empty chair. Everyone's attention is on a group of young TNI AU carrying thin swords and marching sweetly.

Dayat took a few steps back because he intended to move away from the row of chairs occupied by Tini and his friends. When he was about to twist his body, suddenly his hand was grabbed by someone and taken away from that place. He was forced to follow footsteps wearing strapped sandals and squeezed behind a long cloth. Dayat was a little surprised, but already guessed who dared to do that to him.

“The story is late and now want to go straight away? Sit here and don't go anywhere.”

Dayat was stunned in a chair located at the very back of the VIP table. He sat quietly not struggling because of the orders of a curly brunette girl who had been busy to and fro.

“I will often squirm here. Be careful when you say," the girl's message.

Dayat did not have time to answer because a wedding organizer with a walkie talkie waved and exclaimed at the girl. “Mbak Mima! Please go over there. The ceremony of the sword of the mage begins!”

To be continued