Dul
170. In the Eyes of Friends

“What Robin said just now. It's that simple, right? In doubt, go to the doctor immediately? Or do we ask Dr. Annisa to calm down? How?” The son looked at his two friends for approval.

Yoseph shook his head quickly. “No need. Yoseph will take his wife to the gynecologist tomorrow. Hearing Robin's hypothesis everything becomes increasingly clear.”

“I'm glad my friend will be holding a child soon. Yoseph, keep the Dul. Keep going, Put. I don't know this. I have reduced my budget to pigi to the kelen wedding. Let me first have children. Educate the good kelen boy. Don't be like the girl we saw yesterday. Fenced teeth, riveted nose, stay in the only platoon that has not.” Robin spoke in a low voice because he did not want to hear Nathalia and Wahyuni talking.

“Duma is coming at what time? Why so long? You didn't break up again with the Duma, did you?” The son looked at Robin with suspicious glare. A little worried that his best friend is back in love.

“I and Duma are still together. Be stuck. I'm sorry I found another girl. Where else do you want to find a girl? Morning work home at night. The neighbors are all right. Around the house there is a banana tree. Be stuck. Duma only.” Robin chuckled in response to the Son who was looking at him concerned.

“Sgratitude .. I already know we can get together with our wives. I even thought Dul was recently married. Turns out I was in the race.” The son also looked at Dul to the pelaminan.

“His words if people are not much capable and quiet can long meet his soul mate. But apparently that doesn't apply to handsome people. Want to be quiet even the Dul must still be a lot of girls who have a crush. Ckckck.” Robin is back.

“I remember one of the funny memories when I was with Dul in class. I was punished for being late for the umpteenth time. The teacher whispered to me, if I can sit down if there are friends applause. The teacher whispered so the friend wouldn't listen. Imagine, friends …. I sang with a packet of chips and the sound was not good. The genre of my song is not clear. Dangdut, rock, fantasy, horror, all combined. No one applauded but Dul. He applauded and smiled proudly at me. Because Dul I'm allowed to sit. Until now I have wondered. Whether at that time Dul only appreciated me or he did like the song I sang.” A story of Dul's past memories flowed from Joseph's mouth.

“Yoseph's song kit has been circulating, Put. The dealer was also arrested. Don't you look for it again.” Robin rubbed the shoulders of Joseph, who was smiling, revealing his white teeth when Robin said that.

“Muda wander, old storytelling.” The son spoke half-heartedly.

“My memories are with Dul many times. From small we were both. Bekawan became a neighbor to become a friend at school. When it comes to the melee in class, there's one story I remember.” Robin's paused sentence made everyone around him focus. “That time the lesson hours are empty. I don't know where the teacher is. Everyone in class is noisy times. I'm also noisy but because I'm tired of being asleep. I slept so well, I dreamt. My body is sleeping in class. I think I slept a long time. Until the next class hour comes into the class. I was approached by a teacher. I wanted to get angry that teacher because I woke up and I didn't wake up. Good thing Dul came. Dul wet my face with drinking water. He told the teacher to take me to the UKS because I was worried about getting sick. Along the way to the UKS, Dul asked me why I was shaking at bedtime. I said I dream of being a coconut grater. Direct abandonment of me.” Robin laughed out loud while banging on the Son's arm.

After the laughter from Robin's story subsided, it was the son's turn to wrinkle his forehead. “I have a story about the time still SMP ...” The son then stopped long enough to pause the story. He took a breath and exhaled slowly. It seems like it will add a dramatic impression to the story.

Robin nudged his shoulder. “Quick story. Old time …. You are polite we are suspicious. Come on, quick story.” Robin snorted, then touched the finger of the Son who was on the table.

“We just got home from school. It seems like I was still Junior High because I remember how I felt back then. I was moody because there were extracurricular activities that I followed but my mother had no money to buy her equipment. If it is not wrong then want to buy an organization uniform t-shirt to wear a weekend meeting. Dul came to me and gave me his savings for a week. I'm kind of surprised. Why did he give me the money. The reason was simple at the beginning. He said he didn't want me to look any different from children whose parents are better able. So, let me buy you the same uniform. Looks the same ... gitu.”

“Continue? Why is the reason simple at the beginning? At the beginning of the trouble apparently?” Robin can't wait for the Son to pause his story so dramatically.

“After the money in my hand, we went to pay the uniform jersey money to the treasurer of the organization. Then, Dul took me to lunch before he was picked up. We were not too close at the time. But somehow suddenly I can tell it to Dul. I almost cried when I told a story about friends who used to be there when I was happy and everything disappeared when I needed help. Dul patted my shoulder. He said, ‘Kata Akung-ku do not blame the people who are present when our lives feel easy and happy. Because some people only pass through our lives at certain times. Patience slightly. There must be people who come in your time of trouble.’” The son looked at Robin and Joseph in turn. “That was the first time I heard about Akung. Since then I have been a big fan of Akung.”

“True...truly,” welcomes Son.

“That the Duma is coming,” exclaimed Robin suddenly. “Kalo has come the Duma, means can the Wahyuni talk. From that moment she was silent I looked at.” Robin spoke louder than usual. Because it is true. Since then Wahyuni; the future wife of the Son just silently listened to all their stories.

They all noticed the Duma who walked up to the table while waving in the distance. The girl gave the code pointing at the table and alternating collateral. From a distance, Dul called them.

“Continue Duma has arrived. Looks like Abdullah gave us the code to take a picture together. Annisa has also been waving. Quickly we go there,” said Yoseph, standing from his chair with one hand holding his wife.

Everything stood almost simultaneously. Pair up to the guarantee passing tables of other VIP guests. Arriving near a table containing Mima and her college friends, Robin exclaimed. “Mima beautiful! Today is so busy sexy, huh? There's no greeting these brothers of yours.”

Mima waved and pointed at all her friends at the table.

Robin's greeting to Mima turned out to make someone who had just come along upset. “Mima beautiful..Mima beautiful …. I don't think there's any courtesy Brother is with me, huh? I'm the big brother, but the other girl you said was beautiful.” The Duma snorted loudly next to Robin.

“Duma .. Duma …. Don't be jealous of such a trivial matter. He was just calling for facts. It was beautiful Mima. You can be angry if you make it up. Are you willing to call you crazy for calling Mima not pretty?”

“I'm beautiful, aren't I?” The Duma stopped his steps.

“You are not ugly,” replied Robin.

“I'm not ugly, but I'm not pretty either. What's so special about me compared to Mima?” Duma's remorse isn't kidding. He made his body stiff so that Robin could not drag him to the pelaminan.

“You are the most special. Because you want to be with brother. Let's take a picture with Abdullah the fighter pilot. Don't you sulk. If you sulk, you drag yourself to Mamak Abang's desk over there. Wanna you? Let Mamak alone seduce you.” Robin shows the table where the former roosters gathered.

*****

“Yat! Where are you from? Sit here!” Tini exclaimed as she saw Dayat passing by with a plate in her hand.

To be continued