Dul
039. The Near Truth

“No, dong ….I can't pretend to not see. What did it fall for, Dul?” Heru now looked at Dul.

“Ring, Pakdhe ...,” Dul replied.

Bara clenched his mouth and nodded at Dul while knocking on the menu. Ask Dul to focus on the menu line he shows.

“Oh, ring ... pern—” ring

“Cado for my husband. It's soon to be his birthday. My son is almost three years old now. Your son is with Fifi?” ask Rini.

“Class 2 SD,” Reply Heru.

“Well, send greetings to your family.” Rini commented a smile, then turned her gaze to her friend. “Mana? Have you finished taking away?” rini asked, throwing a glance at the cashier.

“Udah, nih. But the bill hasn't come yet. What goes directly to the cashier? We've been gone too long. Later Rini—”'s Mbak

“Ya, already. To the cashier directly.” Rini got up from her chair and attached the bag to her shoulder. “Ru, I first, yes …. You ... healthy,” said Rini, looked at Bara and Dul and nodded with a smile.

Bara returned Rini's smile as kindly. While Heru clearly exhaled a sigh of relief. He threw himself aside to embrace Dul's body. “For this .. don't copy Pakdhe, Dul. Hurting the woman will not bring calm,” Heru said.

“Whose is it?” ask Dul.

“Nih, yes ... You are horrifying Father.” Bara closed the menu book for a moment and looked at Dul in front of him. “Yang earlier that .. woman who wears a white shirt was her ex-boyfriend Pakdhe in college. But not one campus. Pakdhe is spreading his pottery everywhere. Whose relationship, whose marriage is the same. Lots of spraining girl-cewe. Suddenly fell in love with Budhe Fifi and left his two girlfriends without news. Budhe Fifi doesn't know about this. So ...”

“Everything is our secret?” ask Dul.

Heru nodded steadily. “Bene. As long as we outside do not violate the norms, it's good that has become a secret, remains a secret. Promise?” Heru thrust his pinky at Dul.

Dul laughed and his gaze moved to the new man he admired. His pinky welcomes Heru's pinky.

“Then Dul entered our fellowship, Ra. You should take it more often.” Heru laughed and rubbed Dul's back.

“Often-often what? Dul still has a lot to learn. The SMP entrance test is soon. Later his Uti ngomel if you can not enter that Junior High School. It must have been my enamel because I was not becus,” Bara explained. “Envigorous learning, yes ...” Bara looked at Dul with a hopeful look.

Dul nodded confidently. "Yes, Dad," said Dul.

“Eh, Heryadi nelfon,” said Heru, showing his phone to Bara. They were outside the cafe.

“AKBP Heryadi?” Back to make sure. His mind was already distracted just by the incoming phone from AKBP Heryadi to Heru's phone. How not, the Police Officer is the one who handles the case of Fredy, ex-husband Sejah, and the father of Dul. It feels like the case is over and Fredy is just waiting for his execution.

“I answered the phone first. You take Dul to your car first. Later I follow,” pinta Heru, patting Bara's shoulder slowly. He already understood what was in Bara's mind. His cousin's sister is famous as a sentimental figure and thinker since long ago. A little something stuck in his mind, Bara can mess around for days.

Heru rubbed the phone screen while heading to his car. “Yes, Mom? How are you?” greet Heru. “Oh, end of month? So ... What does that mean? Pakdhenya's the lawyer? Don't—don't, I think I'm the one who talked to Bara first. I'm asking until the end of the month can, right, Mas? I made sure to come straight to the office for news. Thank you for bothering infoin directly to me, yes, Mas.”

Heru clasped his phone and looked at Bara's car. Dul got into the car and Bara stood outside with both hands in his pockets. She threw a sharp look at him. Nothing yet, Bara's face was already flushed. Heru waved asking his cousin's sister to come closer.

“What's up? There must be something, right?” ask Bara.

“Punishment Fredy ... execution next month. His last request is to meet and chat with Dul,” said Heru.

Bara took a deep breath. His face is getting red now. “You what else to use the show to meet? Does he want his son to know that his biological father was put to death? How does Dul feel? How does it feel to be broken? All this time we never talked about anything. I never even went to Dul if he wanted his father or not. Next week Dul SMP entrance test. How do I say it ..” Bara dipped to get her hair. Face scaled. Just a few minutes ago, the three of them were laughing.

“Mas Heryadi undertakes to wait until the end of the month. Her brother Fredy who is the lawyer even wants to come to your home—”

“Ngapain?”

“Denger first. I know it's gonna get fucked up. Sejah would not want to meet. That's why I told Mas Heryadi that we will speak directly. Fredy pleads to meet his biological son with the help of the Legal Aid Institute, Ra ...”

“Dijah is also pregnant, Mas …. Ouch .. dizzy me. Why, anyway, use the event to meet again. Dad told me that Dul was still traumatized, Mas. That's why Dul never said anything about the passing. Even talking about his Mbah who has died never. Father said not to be asked. He still defends himself. He will grow up and start to take things slowly. It shouldn't be now. Could mess up my house if it's now inomongi.” Bara lowered his head, kicking a small pebble with the end of his shoe.

“We asked Paklik Wirya first how good. If you can't be the one who talks. Hysterical later. Mothers can make a fuss. We do not know which one received or it could be both refused,” said Heru.

“It should be able to refuse, right?” Bara.

“Hakat azasi man, Ra …. That would be the pretext. You press, should understand.” better

To Be Continued