Dul
027. First Time Visits

Awareness at that age, brings Dul to the memory that he and his mother are already in a new house. The house was given Bara as their residence. However, unlike his common father, Bara and his mother still live apart. At that time Dul did not understand how the concept must be passed so that he could have Bara as a father who lived in one roof.

And when the day his mother came back out of the house for some business, Bara came to the house. It's just him and Mbok Jum. He who at that time felt very comfortable in his room, felt the need to explore the room linger. That morning he found coloring books and colored pencils in one of his drawers. Dul took it out and placed one of the coloring books on the low table, then sat down on the small blue chair. The table and chair were even nicer than the ones in his Kindergarten.

“What's first?”

Bara's voice made Dul look up at once. “Om Bara!” The screech just slid away. As happy as he felt when he saw the presence of Bara he had asked since yesterday. He immediately turned his chair. Bara headed to the bed and sat on the edge.

“Sit, Om sit here.” Bara patted the edge of the bed because he saw Dul rise to turn the chair.

“Finally see you again ...” Dul was satisfied to look at the man.

“Yes, we'll see you again. How's it? Seneng stay here?”

The answer is more than happy. Dul's reply flowed smoothly telling Bara. About the house that is wider, cleaner, own room, own bed, even about clean water that flows fast just by turning the water faucet.

“Thank you the toys too, Om ... also this bag, continue ... these books. This puzzle is also,” said Dul.

Bara nodded and swept his face. And the rest of the conversation was remembered Dul as ‘lamaran’ Bara on him. The man asked her subtly to be his son.

“You still want not to offer Om to you?” ask Bara.

“Which offer? Many, Om many nawarin I macem-macem.” It does. Bara offers him a lot of fun. Not just toys and toys. Also about traveling to tourist attractions that he has never visited.

“Soal offer so son Om, still inget?”

“Oh it—still! I want! I always said I wanted to. But mom should be—”

“Wife Om. Your mother should be Om's wife. Can not?”

Their conversation that day was very simple, but intense. Dul felt Bara treated him very friendly as a boy who also appreciated his existence, also needed his opinion. Dul is happy because Bara thinks that his permission is so important.

More and more days, the busyness in their new home increases. Some men come in the morning and go home late in the afternoon to keep adding or repairing some parts of the house. Though according to Dul's vision, the house they occupied was already very good. The smell of paint is still fresh in the nose.

One morning Bara appeared neatly in front of the house door. Her hair looked slightly wet and the scent of her perfume was immediately smelled by Dul who opened the front door.

“We want to go, yes, Om? I was built early in the morning Mother said today we want to go.” Dul opened the door wide. Bara was looking down to take off his shoes. The man then smiled widely and smoothed the white powder on Dul's face.

“Wear the powder does have to be this way, yes?” tanya Bara chuckled.

“Dul ... don't be chatty,” exclaims his newly-appeared mother. His mother also looked fresh and clean. That day he first saw his mother wearing a short-sleeved canal.

It seemed like it was a new outfit because Dul had never seen that outfit before. As her mother walked up to them, the dress her mother wore was waving. Looks very smooth and light. Pale yellow and patterned with small flowers. Her mother is getting pretty, Dul thought.

“Today we take a short walk to the mall. You can play, continue .. return from our mall to Om Bara's house. Want enggak?”

It turns out that is the reason why since the morning began to open their eyes, bathe and put on neat clothes, his mother has not stopped giving her advice to be a polite child. Shortly before the doorbell rang and Dul burst open the door, his mother told him, “Inget, Dul .. Everything Dul does out there. For better or worse, I am the most responsible person. Because I educated Dul. Who taught Dul shower, ngajarin Dul eat, comb hair, picket shoelaces or also teach Dul about the count. Dul must understand what I mean.”

His understanding at that time was none other than, if he was naughty people would blame his mother. Because he is a mother's son.

Maybe the mall door just opened when they arrived. Because they were all still full, Bara spoiled him by inviting him to the expensive game center. Dul was like discovering a new world while stepping into that place. The sound of the game engine is diverse and deafening, unheeded. He just darted to and fro. And two hours there, he came out with a bag containing various small toys from the exchange of many of their winning tickets.

“Where? Exciting enggak?” bara asked while holding Dul's hand out of the game.

“Seru. Playing there is expensive, huh, Om? Om money runs out a lot for me,” said Dul, peeking at a plastic bag containing toys.

“Formerly, anyway ...” Bara's a little pouting. “But when you forget that Om once said that Om money is a lot. Om so offended,” Bara.

Dul glanced at his mother who sneered. “Oh, yes ... Money Om Bara much. Now we eat, right? I'm laper,” said Dul.

“Dul ...,” call his mother down.

At that moment he realized he had said something wrong. It looks relaxed. Instead of reprimanding him who was too presumptuous, the man even pinched his mother's cheek slowly. He followed up smiling to see the look of his mother who was upset but could not be angry.

“We don't eat here. Eat at the house. Before going there we go to the bakery first.”

Bara held her and her mother's hands to the left. After buying two boxes of cake on the ground floor of the mall, they immediately went to Bara's house. A classic-modeled dwelling but very shady and beautiful. The fence was high and Bara directly pushed the turnstile wide and left his car outside just like that.

“Dad .. I brought a guest, here. What I was wondering …. His name is Dul.” He started out from the front door.

At that time Dul's heart immediately beat fast.

Why is Father Om Bara wondering about me?

To Be Continued