Dul
040. Woken

The change in Bara's face was very obvious. A thing that is difficult to hide if the man has something that plagues his heart. Living in a house with Bara and being his son, makes Dul more understanding with the mood of the man.

In front of the cafe terrace, Heru held his cellphone and asked Bara to return to the car first. Arriving at the car, Bara just turned on the engine and AC, then asked him to come in. He sat quietly facing the front of the car which was some low trees. Intrigued by what was happening behind, Dul turned his head. Seeing Bara talking out of nothing with a face full of annoyance.

Then Bara who looks finished talking to Heru, waved and turned towards the car. Dul turned his body back to face the front. His heart was a little bit rumbled. Every time there is a problem, Bara does not bring it to family members at home. But seeing the man bend his face, it did not bring comfort to Dul. He wants them all to be at home.

“What's up, Yah?” dul asked, looking at Bara who was already sitting behind the wheel and entering the gears.

“There's a little office business. Biasalah .. The name is also work. Not everything we have been working on it dapet maximum results.” Bara turned to Dul at a glance and commented a bitter smile.

“Oh, office work,” muttered Dul.

“Eh, which food did you bring home?” Gerling.

“Udah I put in the back,” replied Dul.

“Let's not forget to be given directly to Mom. That fits three menus for Mom, Mima and Mbok Jum. Who has a mother, I've morein macem-macem. Lately I eat more and more,” Bara.

They arrived home at ten in the night. The colonized directly opened the door as soon as he heard the sound of the gate being opened wide. Mima, who was in front of the television, immediately ran forward.

“Dad home! Bring snacks?” mima shouted impatiently.

Dul approached Dijah and handed food from the cafe earlier. “Make Mother the biggest portion,” said Dul.

Bara pushed the fence and locked it. “Mima has no problem. Dad asked to be written on the outside packaging. Before the meal was seen first,” Bara's message, approaching the doorway where Dijah was still waiting for him. Mima and Dul went inside first.

From the direction of the dining room there was the sound of Mima handing over Mbok Jum's package and asking for a plate. It turned out that the little girl was indeed waiting for what her father had promised this afternoon.

“Kok, long?” Seized hugged Bara's waist and inhaled the front of the man's shirt.

“Mmm ... have you missed Mas? Just shampooed, huh? His hair smells great,” said Bara, returning a hug to Sejah and for a while standing at the door rubbing the stomach of the already enlarged Dijah.

“You want to shower directly? I want to eat the food that was brought earlier,” said Dijah.

“Eating is not Mas Temenin nothing, right? I want to shower immediately. Later abis eat directly to the room, yes …. Anyone want to talk.” Bara kissed the top of the head of the Sejahated once again.

Sejah released his embrace and looked in wonder. His face was not enthusiastic, but tended to worry. “What's up? Aboutwhat? Not now just?”

Bara hugged Dijah's shoulder again as he headed for their bedroom door. “You eat, Mas shower. Don't forget to take a shower, either. He's been outside all day. Later talking in bed is better,” Bara said, pinching his wife's cheek slowly.

Sejah gave a small nod, then went towards the dining room. Mima was facing a plate of agglio e olia and ate it voraciously without looking. “Enak? Diem-diem. Mother non-negotiated,” Goda Colored, pull up chair next to Mima.

“Enak, Mom. Got that Mom,” cetus Mima, pointing at the one remaining parcel on the table.

Dul exits his room with a towel on his shoulder. “Iya, indeed with Pakdhe. Pakdhe said there was nothing going there at all. I am big,” said Dul.

“Most can if Pakdhe by the way.” Sejah opened the package of the paste and grabbed a spoon from the middle of the table. “Oh, yes, Dul .. hapenya when you get home do not be silenced continuously. Later if there is information from a new school or from a place of guidance even do not know. If outside, the hape should be seen often, yes ..” message Sejah.

“Iya, Ms. ..,” Dul said from inside the bathroom.

“Come, quickly eat it. Already malem. Kids can't sleep late at night. Inget not what Uti said?” Colored rubbed Mima's cheeks.

“I'm in my pajamas. I'm waiting for Dad to come home. This is what I promised you this afternoon. That's why I'm waiting. This abis goes straight to sleep.”

Usually the task of turning off the lights and checking all the doors is the job of Bara. That night, she saw her husband more tired and she wanted to know immediately what the man was going to say. Colored into the room after turning off the porch lights and living room panel near the main bedroom door.

Entering the room, Dijah directly glanced at the dispenser near the entrance. Bara's glass of water was filled and the sound of the bathroom faucet was just turned off. Soon embers came out with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"By the way to me don't shampoo the night. Wind in the future …. Mas itself is most often in the wind even shampooing. I want eleven o'clock malem,” sumpul Sejah from the edge of the bed.

“Great light, Jah. Heat ... all-all hot.” Bara turned her back to Sejah to open the closet.

“What do you want to say?” tanya Sejah's.

“Then follow the advice of Mas Heru. He said we should go to Dad first. So .. tonight I'm talking to you first. I hope you can take it slow. I don't want our family to be so noisy about this. Including you. Her stomach is getting bigger, I'm afraid there's nothing.” Bara took off his towel and wore a loose boxer that he often used as a sleeping uniform combined with a piece of T-shirt.

Bara turned to look at Sejah still with a sheet of towel he used to dry his hair. He then sat down on the edge of the bed, side by side with Dijah who did not take a look.

“What, anyway, Mas—”

“Fredy wants to be executed and his last request met with Dul,” Bara said.

“Why do you, anyway?” Colored jerked and inched away from the Bara.

“You were horrified ... I also did not want him to meet Dul, let alone you. I don't want to, Jah. Last Mas Heryadi nelfon Mas Heru said Fredy's older brother who lawyers want to come here—”

“I don't want to, Mom! Don't let him come here. How do you know Dul that his biological father is sentenced to death for drug? Dul may have forgotten about his father. I don't know—entah he does not want to inget. How to get Dul to jail?” The voice of the Sejah rose and a tear had already fallen onto his cheek.

“Denger first .. don't cry. Don't say it out loud. Dul denger. This is malem …. We need to have a cool head. We are his parents,” said Bara, lowering his voice.

Outside the door, Dul was silent. In his hand was a cell phone Bara bought as a gift for his birthday. He had just wanted to tell Bara that the registration link to his favorite Junior High School had begun to be accessible. The reality he had just heard, instantly made his knees limp.

My biological father will be put to death?

To Be Continued