Dul
032. Can Baper

After lunch, Dul passed that afternoon by solving a puzzle that was far from finished. Maybe Bara saw Dul too quickly solve a puzzle yesterday-yesterday. So that giant puzzle is the answer.

By sitting side by side with Mr. Wirya, Dul is still down. All the guests had gone home and that night they were staying at Bara's parents' house.

“Dul ...,” call Mr. Wirya.

“Yes, Kung?” Dul looked up.

“You know that Mom is sick?” asked Mr. Wirya, looking down with a piece of puzzle in his hand.

“Tau, Kung. Last time Uti said I was horrifying,” said Dul. Back to the puzzle.

“Later Dul will have a sister. Whether it's a boy or a girl. Dul how?” ask Mr. Wirya again.

Dul looked at Mr. Wirya's face in front of him. “I want, Kung. I'm seneng. Dad used to be like that, too. My answer is the same,” said Dul. “I'm happy because I'll have a friend. My friends at Kindergarten almost all have a sister. That's why I also want.”

“Good—good, if Dul understands. Akung seneng.” Mr. Wirya chuckles in the cheeks of Dul who laughs.

At Bara's parents' house, Dul spends more time in Bara's sister's room named Sukma. Mr. Wirya accompanied him into the room and showed him some Sukma child toys that might make Dul interested. But even though Mr. Wirya said that he could use toys there, Dul just lay on the bed while staring at the ceiling. He was waiting for his mother. At that time ... Dul was a little lonely.

All the awareness and knowledge that Dul has at that age, he collected to understand the condition of the mother. At home, he was a little lonely. And at Bara's parents' house, he was more lonely and still felt alien.

Dul felt that Mr. Wirya was a perfect grandfather. In his heart arose a sense of awe and calm every time he heard the old man speak. But he did not feel so close. Also with Miss Yanti. The woman is good, but until last night Dul still heard Bu Yanti call it ‘Children Sejah’ when talking to Mr. Wirya. He is his mother's son, there is nothing wrong with that. But, the title seems to confirm that he is not the biological child of Bara. He's a little discouraged.

After his conversation with Mr. Wirya, Dul slowly realized one thing. He and his mother cannot be as close as they used to be. Ever since her mother was pregnant, they rarely used baseball. Before, every bedtime his mother often came to the room and lie next to him. Swiping his back and patting his thighs gently until he fell asleep.

They told a lot of stories before. His mother often asked him about how he felt after having Bara as his father, asking what food he wanted to cook for him, or what toys he wanted to have.

Although reluctant, Dul admitted that the more days he was getting lonely. Now her mother lies down, sleeps, vomits, and falls back asleep. Rarely did he see his mother sitting up straight as usual. Is it sick when you have a child? Dul so imagine how the state of his mother when pregnant she first. Is her mother's illness dangerous?

Sleeping in a state of anxiety and self-pity, the next morning Dul woke up due to a slow shock on his shoulder. He squirms and instantly turns up.

“Uti?” Dul quickly straightened his body.

“Come, wake. Shower first new breakfast,” invite Bu Yanti.

Unlike if his mother woke up, Dul must have wriggled for a long time and hugged his mother's body before being forced to bathe immediately. That time he got out of bed.

“Iya, Uti ... shower, yes? Yes .... briefly,” said Dul, moving awkwardly for a few seconds pulling the blanket and stretching it. He tried to fold the blanket as he found it last night.

Suddenly Bu Yanti held Dul's hand. “Have ... here is the blanket.” Bu Yanti folded the blanket deftly and placed it on the pillow. After tidying up the slightly tangled bed, Bu Yanti turned her body to look at Dul. “Why fold the blanket if the blanket is much bigger than you? Please, Uti .. by the way,” said Bu Yanti, holding Dul's hand out of the room.

Finished bathing and dressed neatly, Dul dyedukan looking for his mother.

“Who's day? Mother?” Suddenly Mr. Wirya was already sitting next to him.

Dul nodded and grinned at Mr. Wirya who always seemed to know what he was thinking.

“Mommy came out, now go back to the room. If we have breakfast three with Uti, nothing, right?”

“Nothing, Akung.”

“If you have nothing .. you have breakfast now. It's the cooked Uti fried rice. You have to eat a lot. Because you are thin for children your age.” Bu Yanti placed a plate of rice in front of Dul.

“Come, eaten now. Your father said that he will soon return home because there are friends who want to come.” Mr. Wirya nodded at Dul and focused on his fried rice.

Going home soon?

Dul finished his fried rice voraciously. Besides being delicious, he can't wait to go home quickly. Although his mother still lay a lot, at home at least he was not too tense as there.

“Udah eat? Don't want to add?” asked Bu Yanti staring at Dul's empty plate.

“Udah, Uti ... I was full,” replied Dul, standing up from the table and carrying his dishes to the sink.

“Have—, put it there. I can't help washing dishes now. His bathtub is still too high for you.” Bu Yanti watches over Dul who lays the dishes and returns to the dining table. “Come, now get here. Drink honey.” Bu Yanti poured honey into a spoon and fed it to Dul. Not only a spoonful, that morning Bu Yanti half forced him to swallow two tablespoons of honey that is very thick. While Mr. Wirya sat quietly watching what his wife did.

“Mau Uti bring this honey, but it's about to run out.” Bu Yanti looked at the contents of the honey bottle in her hand. “Then I told my dad to buy honey, yes. Your father was also skinny. Every day drink honey for more appetite.”

Daddy you? Uti said that I'm a father's son?

Dul nodded and remembered it as an important thing he had to say to Bara.

Shortly after finishing eating, Bara said goodbye to bring his family home. Dul glanced at his mother's face sitting in the front seat leaning his head with a lethargic face.

“Only who would like to come, Ma?” dul asked, advancing his body forward and clutching his mother's arm.

“Mother's victories from chicken coop boarding. You will meet Robin because her mother also joined dateng.”

Dul's eyes were round happy. “Asiiik .. I have a main theme,” exclaimed Dul.

To Be Continued