
The scope of the Satyadarma family is not large. Mr. Wirya Satyadarma; bara's father, only two brothers with Heru's father. From his father's side, Bara only had a cousin, Heru Gatot Satyadarma. Heru is an only child who lost both parents in a plane crash while he was in third grade High School. Since then Heru lived with Eyang Kakung and spent his youth there. Undergo all the rules of Eyang Kakung and manut in Javanese every time at home.
While Bara, invited to accompany Heru stay at the house of Eyang while sitting in the sixth grade SD. It only lasted a week. Bu Yanti and Bara both cry every day because they miss each other. It was because of this that Bara and Heru grew into very different personalities. Bara who is spoiled and so attached to his mother, in contrast to Heru who is independent and has felt the bitterness of being abandoned by his parents.
During his nearly six years as a new member of the Satyadarma family, Dul began to understand the patterns the family interacted with. All have different advantages and disadvantages. Dul was in his final year of elementary school. Mima is five years old and is already sitting on the Kindergarten bench. And now her mother is pregnant with a baby boy whose birth schedule has been set. For the birth this time, his mother had been obedient to directly undergo a cesarean section to avoid a long drama of contractions.
And the journey of Dul as a child who stepped on his teenage age began.
Dul knew for a long time that Bara and Heru were just as good. The two men were so close like siblings. Both of them are equally handsome, despite having different charms. Handsome coals with their shaded eyes, light brown eyeballs, thick brown curls and fair yellow skin.
While Heru, skinned slightly browner than Bara, jet black straight hair, sideburns that go down to half the cheeks, plus dimples on both cheeks. For this reason, Dul never surprised that the two men were often the object of view of women if they were in public places.
At the age of almost thirteen years, Dul finally understood how a woman said handsome or not handsome a man. As Dul observed so far, Bara and Heru are equally good, but different levels of seriousness. Bara, his father is very kind and gentle, but tends to be more serious. While Heru is more relaxed and jokes more often. It was felt by Dul one afternoon.
Dul's journey as an elementary school student is over. Now he is actively learning to get into the favorite Junior High School set by Bu Yanti. SMP was the Junior High School where Bara and Heru studied. Bara put her into a tutoring near her school. Just crossing the street. Although the highway was not too wide, but the first week into the Tutoring, Bara delivered it. Teach him to wait for a quiet vehicle and to cross the road carefully. A full week Bara went home to lunch and picked her up at school to return to Tutoring. Some of Dul's friends until someone said that he was too cute and timid.
“What Dad didn't get into the office? I can cross myself, kok,” said Dul.
“Today is last, tomorrow you leave by yourself. If in doubt cross the road, do not cross by yourself. Together with friends, or ask for help from that Mr.” Bara pointed at a tire patch man and waved at the man. The tire patch returned a wave of Bara's hand with a smile.
“Dad knows?” ask Dul.
“Now know, yesterday-yesterday not,” Bara replied. “Just don't cross yourself in doubt. Inget, yes, Dul.”
Such is. The one who taught him to cross the road properly was Bara. In fact, he once ran across the alley of his Mbah house to go to the mini market just by running. Given that, Dul shuddered. Thankfully, it was okay at the time.
His study period in Tutoring was finally entered into the last week. The next week the SMP entrance test was conducted. That day Bara promised to pick him up in the afternoon at the Tutoring Study and go for dinner alone. Bara often invites him to go together to chat. It turns out that day was different. Heru appears outside the Guidance fence when the first hour is over. There's still an hour left, but why did Heru appear there.
“Pakdhe, why?” tanya Dul, get over the fence. Heru stood up with sunglasses and ruffled his waist up looking at the building as if he was about to buy it.
“You're home now, yuk. Your father has important coverage. He said there was an appointment for dinner with you in the afternoon, right? Pakdhe asked to please pick you up and take you to the place to eat. Eat with Pakdhe,” Heru explained.
“But I haven't finished studying. Dad said, right, dinner. It's still afternoon,” said Dul.
“Mumpung Pakdhe through here. Kan, it's the last day. Nothing skip the last hour,” concluded Heru.
Dul's worried. In terms of discipline, Bara is actually the form of Bu Yanti in the male and younger versions. Very straight about education. Heru's invitation to ditch the last hour of Tutoring made Dul hesitate to follow the man. Moreover, it seems that Heru's invitation can be said to be illegal.
“I'm afraid Dad is angry,” said Dul finally.
Getting such a guarantee, Dul immediately darted into his class to pick up the bag. The next minute he was already in Heru's super big car like a war car. Heru car interior is very sophisticated and too many buttons, make Dul stunned and look at each button and panel without shame.
“Keren, right?” said Heru from behind the wheel.
“Keren. Many of the buttons are like planes. I like.” Dul felt the line of buttons under the dashboard that read various functions in English.
“You want to be a pilot?” ask Heru.
“Huge desire,” replied Dul.
“Then you have to be a pilot,” said Heru.
Dul estimates Heru's intention of being a pilot means cool because defending the country by being able to fly a plane. It turned out that the reason Heru said that wasn't because of that.
“Pilot is cool because there is no girl who is not fooled if the road pilot with his uniform. Wuuuss .. must be cool Dul. Don't forget this Pakdhe kayak sunglasses.” Heru knocked on her glasses stalk.
Dul laughed at Heru's reasoning. Very different from the reason Bara supported him to become a pilot. Thirty minutes later they arrived at a cafe with more men.
“I have never been here,” said Dul as Heru pushed the door.
“Often out alone with your Dad but never invited here?” ask Heru wonder. “Come, we're sitting right here. Leading to the entrance so we can wash our eyes.” Heru pulled a long stool and patted it.
“Iya, new this time to here.”
“That's because your dad is afraid that you're going to macem-macem stories to your mom. There are a lot of girls in this cafe. That's your father. Always too serious. ... You are big. Surely you can already weigh which one is good and which one is not.”
Heru's words not only sounded as a compliment, but also a appeal in Dul's ears. He is already big and should have understood which is good which is not. Heru's way of speaking was very relaxed, but the words went straight into his heart.
And as Dul alleged earlier, Bara appeared the next two hours with a fairly long opening sentence.
“Mas, really, my son is taught to be truant? Invited here anyway.” Bara put down the car keys and threw an annoyed look at Heru who chuckled.
“Casual, Ra. Today we three bachelors,” said Heru.
To Be Continued