Dul
169. One Story One by One

“Who else met, Pa? At what show? Papa panicked very much.” Heru's son, who had just finished his studies abroad, was a special day to attend Dul's wedding.

“This is where you sit closer to Mama. Mama again don't want to decketan same guy eyes this basket.” After raising his shoulders towards Heru, Fifi pulled the sleeve of his son's shirt sitting on the right side.

Son of Heru chuckled. After years of not living at home, he thought his parents would change. “Cowo? Please ... The man next to Mama can already be called Opa. Cowo from where?”

“Pssst …. Hey!” Heru called his son with his index finger. “You sure you followed Papa? If Papa is called Opa, you must find a future wife as soon as possible. Susul Mas Dul,” said Heru with a sullen face.

“I don't think of anyone. It's hilarious. There hasn't changed since. One continues jealousy, the one hobby continues to spread charm. Huh, ah. I don't want to see Mama Gini. Don't pout. It's Mas Dul's show. See there ... Akung Wirya and Uti Yanti look here, tuh.” Tirta embraced Fifi and made the woman's head lean against her shoulder.

“Mama will continue to frown if Papa you do not tell who the woman he saw until his head tilted. It may not be just an ordinary acquaintance. There must have been something.” Fifi narrowed her eyes looking at Heru.

“Nobody. Time, anyway, I have to explain at length about that. There was no one else besides you. Who, anyway, can beat the charm of Fifi Mochtar the campus idol. Fifi Moch—” Heru's greeting came to a halt as suddenly Fifi straightened her body and looked at her with a hostile highlight.

“It looks like indeed today is the time,” said Fifi suddenly.

“What day, Ma? Mama don't make any.” Tirta again grabbed Fifi's hand.

“During this papa you think that Mama did not know your dad's girlfriend was two people when mama sneketin. Papa you put two. Mama is a playboy. Papa you're a playboy used to be.” That minute Fifi did look irritated.

Heru painstakingly held back the laughter. “But now I'm not ‘boy’ anymore, Fi. Udah ‘man’ or more suitable ‘old man’. So if it is connected to playman or playoldman.” Heru pursed his lips in fear that he would spit out his laughter.

“So, who was that woman? Paklik Wirya's guest? University guy?” Fifi still continues to urge Heru about the sweet woman with glasses who tried to be addressed by her husband.

“Campus friends first .. or acquaintances of college days first. I also don't remember.”

“Long,” cut Fifi fast. His hand suddenly gripped Heru's arm. “Who?!”

“Rini. That was my former college days, Fi. Rini.the name is Rini. She went to the Dul reception with her husband. I don't know what this has to do with Dul. He could be Annisa's brother. I don't do anything, really. Just waving my hands. It also does not work with him.” Heru's explanation was like a gun. His face was also not very friendly when explaining the matter to Fifi. Besides indeed he felt nothing to do, Heru was also a little annoyed because the woman he greeted only looked like she did not recognize him. “I'm a bit offended. Why does Rini seem to not know me? Don't you recognize me anymore?”

“You must get married quickly. Do you have a girlfriend? You're only four years old with Dul, right? Did Mama remember wrongly? Papa you must immediately become Opa so that no more equipment. Retire from office and at home keep grandson.” Fifi patted Heru's thighs a little hard. Makes the man grimace a little and catches his wife's hand to calm down.

“Take that. When he first met Dul, Tirta was two years old. At that time, I was preparing to enter SD. You are twenty-three years old. Don't get married quickly. The man must have a lot of experience,” Heru while slowly moving Fifi's hand to his thigh. “Do you have a boyfriend?” Heru winked at Tirta when he managed to hold Fifi's hand on his lap.

Tirta snorted faintly at the tactics her father had used to beat her mother had always worked. “Who can defeat Mr Heru Gatot Satyadarma? The young people in the family all raised their hands.” Tirta chuckled at the commotion and harmony that usually changed so quickly as her parents spoke.

“I did not know the time Mama said Mas Dul want to marry. I never had a boyfriend. Self-drought everywhere. I only met a few times with friends. Bang Robin, Mas Putra, Brother Yoseph. Never talked about his girlfriend. Uh, it's the same marriage girl who was estimated from the era of Junior High. Not expecting …. End of the journey of the man kalem.” Tirta spoke as they watched Dul and Annisa in the distance.

Heru suddenly laughed. “Papa is arguably cool, you know. Papa taught the fighter pilot to drive the car. Cool, right?” Heru nudged Fifi with his shoulder.

“Keren, dong …. Plus his ex-girlfriend is everywhere.” Fifi finally broke down because she was amused to hear her own words. Moreover, Heru immediately shut up and pursed his mouth.

“That's his friends Mas Dul huh, Pa? The one next to Brother Joseph was his wife?” Tirta pointed at the group of people seated at one of the VIP tables.

“Oh, yes. The first one to marry was Joseph. Dul the second. Early next month the son followed. His invitation card has just been given to Papa.”

“Wah .. Bang Robin has always been a mystery yes ...”

*****

The wedding reception is past noon. A time where the crowds of guests reached their peak. Dul and Annisa have changed clothes. Of the two wearing traditional clothing West Sumatra, now changed into traditional clothing Central Java. There are no signs of tiredness or boredom on the faces of both.

A round table with a VIP inscription in the middle was surrounded by some people who were no strangers to Dul's life.

Joseph sat very close to his wife; nathalia. The aura of the newlyweds was indeed firmly attached to the faces of the two. Mutual whispers, low voices and small laughs filled their activities during the reception. Next to them sat a man waiting for the presence of his lover who was going to be late that day.

“Seph! Can't you share your story? Whispers I've been looking at you since. There is no forum in the forum. Shift here you're a little. What did you tell me from earlier?” Robin deliberately teased Joseph who had rarely joined the chatter.

Joseph obeyed Robin by shifting his chair away from Natalia. He then followed the Son who was next to Robin to come closer. “Ke here, Put. I want to tell you something. For the lessons of all of us who will soon pass this phase.”

“Well, from what you said. I don't live in the same house as Nathalia. Sticky keeps like kanji with water. Whatisit? Share the story ...” Robin patted Joseph's arm as his friend approached.

“Looks like Yoseph and Nathalia have some happy news but are still in doubt. This morning Joseph's wife tried a pregnancy rest device. But the result is a little confusing for both of us.” Doubt this morning was successfully expressed Joseph in front of his friends.

“Why should you be confused? In the test kit pack there is a clue. In tipi-tipi (TV-TV) there is an ad. She said line two is positively pregnant, line three is the Adidas brand. What else are you confused about?” Robin looked at Joseph with laughter.

To be continued