Dul
018. About Cita-Cita

Dul's memories of the holidays are filled with swimming in hotels. On the way, Bara asked him to choose to swim in the hotel first what to play first. Dul still remembered how rowdy his mind was back then. Imagine the word hotel and playground.

To his knowledge the hotel was a large building where wealthy people could eat and sleep to their fullest. Then hearing the word swimming made a new worry for him. He has no swimsuit. When he went to the market yesterday, his mother had nothing to say about swimming. And that little worry disappeared because Bara said she had bought swimsuits for him.

The rest of the trip was remembered by the road that began to climb. He who began to lie in the middle seat and wear a small pillow as if it had been prepared for him.

Dul regained his consciousness when he touched the clean and soft white bed. Bara rolled next to him and joined the pillow. His mother had complained about him who had been carried away, but immediately opened his eyes upon arrival in the hotel room.

“It's just nagging. Though not his mother who is fat.”

Om Bara carry me?

Feeling never carried by anyone in that age of consciousness, Dul immediately stared at Bara's face next to him. That time, he was more satisfied to see Bara's face up close. Cute. There's no reason not to feel proud when you're with that guy.

“Om Bara sleep where?” Dul was still staring at Bara who was smiling looking at him and his mother alternately.

"Next to," replied Bara.

"Cock, aren't you Mommy?" ask Dul again.

"Om very happy .... But Ibu Dul fierce," replied Bara.

Mother did look bad. But I'm not bad …. Mother is like that.

"Don't be fierce, Mom. Kasian Om Bara."

Do not let Bara consider his mother fierce. The man should know that his mother looks cold, but the woman who gave birth to him is very warm.

Dul rolled clutching hotel pillow. Looking at his mother who was preparing lunch for Bara in boxes of various colors mixed. The boxes were obtained from shopping gifts. The lid is often loose and the mother has to tighten with some rubber.

I moved to the chair behind the desk. The man looked at his mother's face closely. Almost without blinking. Seeing how his mother's hands deftly added the side dish to a rice box and thrust it.

"Taste you good, Jah. I like home cooking. So rarely eat out,” said Bara.

Om Bara likes Mom's cooking. I like it too. Mother's cooking is delicious. Me and Om Bara have the same taste.

Before long he was in arm with Bara to the pool. One shoulder of the man was draped in a backpack that was very valuable. It must be a camera, Dul thought. And his guess was right. Before they swam, Bara was seen teaching her mother how to use the big, heavy-looking camera.

“I can't swim,” said Dul as he and Bara stood between an adult and a children's pool. A little horrified at the thought of his body being in deep water.

“Everyone can't at first. Everything was once a beginner. Especially your dream of becoming a pilot, right? The requirement to become a pilot is one of them must be able to swim. How's it? Want to be a pilot?”

Dul nodded. “Still, Om.”

Bara still clasped his hands and looked at his face fixedly. Never thought about what Bara said before about the importance of swimming. Dul's face looks a little worried and his eyes move on the pool water is blue and looks basic.

“Atau .. gini aja, deh. Dul, right, boys. Will be big and be a grown man. Adult men will be cooler if they can swim. Kayak Om gini. Om cool, aren't you?”

“Great cool ...,” replied Dul spontaneously.

“Iya. Will tell Mom that Om Bara is cool,” reply Dul.

“Mantap. Come on, now we swim.”

By that afternoon Dul was practicing basic swimming techniques. Glided. Many times try to slide in a straight body position. Overcome his fear while in the water by thinking that there is a Bara who will help him. The man continued to stretch out his arms and called out the same words.

“Come, Dul. Youcan. There's Om here. You're not going anywhere until you can. If Dul can swim because of Om Bara, Dul will be the first student who makes Om proud.”

The man's arms in the distance led him to believe that he would not be left in the pool. Dul tried again and again. His breathing was breathless but he was proud to be able to lift his body after sliding a considerable distance.

“I have to learn how long to be able to swim kayak Om?” Dul held on to the edge of the pool with a breath of breath. Bara invited him directly to swim in the pool whose base he could not even trace with his feet.

He shakes his head to think. “Indeed it can't be just once. Must repeatedly. Must learn it often. Om can teach you to swim with routine. It all depends on your Mom.”

“Why is that?” ask Dul. Bara helped rub his face with a meaningful smile that at that time he did not understand the meaning.

“Mother you must want to often nemenin. Meet Om often. For that, Om leave everything to Dul's efforts. Here's the simple ...” Bara stood facing Dul and his gaze momentarily stared at Dijah in the distance. Then his gaze returned to Dul still with a terkulum smile. The man raised one of his index fingers and one of his hands made the number two with his finger.

“These two are Dul and Mom. This one is Om Bara,” said Bara. “We are still in a separate place. But .. Om can get into that finger over here. We are three. If we were in the same place, we would often be together. How's it? Dul got it?” Bara pointed three fingers at Dul.

“We three?” ask Dul.

Bara nodded steadily. “The three of us can be like these three fingers. Stand close and close together in the same place. And if we can be together, later we can add one more finger. Then ... one more finger. We could be four or five. Until all the fingers become strong and powerful when clenched. Like this.” Bara clasped his hand in front of Dul. “If we were both together, we would be strong.”

Dul nodded while looking at Bara's fist. That simple analogy adds to the wealth of knowledge about its importance together. They will be strong if they stay together.

“Om if you feel like a lucky child to have a mother like your mother. Dul's mother was amazing. Om see for yourself how amazing Mother Dul.” Bara smiled as she raised the hair that covered Dul's forehead.

“But I'm feeling lucky now. There's my friend Jaja living in the alley next door. Often left by his mother. His mother continued to ride the same motorbike. Very fat to often pee in pants and not change clothes. Take a shower, eat alone. His mother rarely looked. I feel lucky to have a mother like my mother. That's why I want to take Mom for a walk on my plane.”

“Om believes you will become a pilot. Come on, let's swim again.”

Dul's simple understanding had already drawn the quickest and easiest conclusion. Bara is a man who likes his mother. I want the three of them to be together. Bara asked her to convince her mother of it.

I hope Mom wants to. I want to continue to be with Om Bara.

To Be Continued

*PS. *

DUL this is a SPIN OFF novel yes .... Not a novel. So, the story is not a connection story DIJAH CONFESSION. SPIN OFF is a novel that can be read separately without reading the previous novel. So, for those who want an express story of DUL's life immediately happy, can be detained first comment. For some people the struggle for success is not important. For me who started everything from scratch, this mentality is very important and useful. And also ... The author remains the master in each story.Juskelapa will still maintain the quality and peculiarity in each story on any platform. Thank you to the intelligent Boeboo who has motivated that DUL also deserves a story. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

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In the reception meeting of TNI soldiers of Fiscal Year 2022 TNI Commander General Andika Perkasa removed a number of conditions in the process of receiving soldiers, both cadets, officers, officers, officers, and enlisted men. Swimming and academic tests are removed in the selection of TNI admissions until the descendants of PKI members can follow the selection.

Source article CNN Indonesia "TNI Selection: Swimming-Academic Test Removed, PKI Descendants Can Register" more here: https://www.cnnindonesia.com/nasional/20220331074611-12-778235/seleksi-tni-tes-renang-akademik-dihapus-keturunan-pki-bisa-daftar.