Dul
047. The Broken Cry

Colored half-heartedly while releasing Bara left the outpatient room. Sukma, her sister-in-law has just arrived in place of her older brother to keep watch. Actually, he himself did not feel too need to wait like a person who is seriously ill. There were nurses and doctors at the hospital. However, Bara's remark that night was undeniable by the stubborn Colonized.

"You can give birth at any time. You don't want to be alone here. Sukma is on his way here. Anyway, you don't have to panic. I can take Dul home."

That was the message before we left. That night their families were in a mess. This is just about answering a simple question, Dul. Hasn't invited Dul to fulfill Fredy's request.

The body of the Seized feels stiff as Sukma sits filling the chair that Bara had just left. The awkward atmosphere made Dijah forced to shrink his tears. He was not even free to cry. He had to pretend to be calm waiting for the news of Dul from Bara. Plus Sukma who might know about what happened, made the confidence of the colonized degenerate. It could be that everyone in the Bara family considers it not good to educate Dul. Heart Seized it feels bitter.

"Mbak Sejah if you want to cry I'm nothing, Ma'am. It is not possible that Mbak dijah is not sad. His name is also son. But said Mas Bara earlier, Mas Heru keep Dul until Mas and Dad came. Don't worry." The sukma gently rubs the back of the left hand of the Sejah connected with the infusion hose.

Sukma's speech just made tears that had been held captive before, seeped out. "Everyone is bothered because of my son. Because I too," wirily Colored, pulled his negligent collar up to cover his face.

"Mbak dijah can't do that. It's normal, Ma'am. His name is also a family that no one ngerepotin. Can't say that. Which Child was Colored? Isn't that your son too? Don't beat Dul, Ma'am. Kasian," replied Sukma. His tears had also flowed because he heard the cry of the Sejah.

Talking about children will always make Sukma more sentimental. Even before marriage, when he and Bara were still living at home, you could say that he was among the class of women who had difficulty crying. The extended family knows that it is the Emar who is more sentient among them.

However, everything changed when she got married and had children. He found it easy to cry in stories related to small children. Especially about Dul. For some reason, even though Dul was already among them and looked happy, Sukma still felt compassion. Dul is quieter than most kids his age.

"But Dul. Everyone is worried because of us. The old father also followed busy to and fro the malls. Mas Heru should have gone home to see his family. Everyone is tired of working outside the home. We even got rid of nicotine," isak Sejah.

Sukma rubbed his arm over and over again. "Dad always said that we have very few brothers. That's why Mas Bara and Mas Heru are like siblings. Because we don't have anything else. Cousin of his mother lives far away. So it's been used to it from the beginning, anything is handled equally. The problem of Mas Heru first, Father and Eyeang Kakung resolve together. Mas Bara's problem, so am I. No child has ever made a fuss about his childhood. Dad said it was normal. Even if the children are too calm, Dad likes to worry about the development of his emotions. What Dul is doing is still a reasonable stage, Ma'am. Usual. Don't think of the macem-macem. We are family. That's why the family exists."

All wise. Equally good. Why can't he be as wise as Sukma? Why did he even confuse Dul's feelings with his sharp words? Sejah held back his cries with difficulty. Until his chest feels tight. Time seems to be going very slowly. Sejah fidgeted and glanced at the clock by lifting the phone he held with his right hand since earlier.

"Whose kids are the same? Did they leave their mother behind?" Sejah looked at Sukma who looked relaxed holding his bag. He was accompanied that night, and he knew that Sukma also had two sons to take care of.

"There's a Rico at home. The kids are big. It's independent now."

"Is Mom nothing at home with Mima? Tomorrow I'm not going to school?" Being attacked really feels bad.

Imagining the struggle Bara married her has always brought her own memories for the Colonized. Bara Road put Dijah and Dul into his family is not easy. Similarly, the path of the Colonized is at peace with itself and every second, until the second it always tries to solidify itself for a Bara Wirya Satyadarma.

"Bak, Mas Bara just sent me a message. At first, I was again doing. Keep telling me, they're on their way here. Dul just met Robin and talked for a while. Maybe soon nyampe," explained Sukma, glancing at the clock on his left wrist.

Seized uphold lay lying. Justify the blanket as best you can. If Sukma uses the word 'they', it means that Mr. Wirya will be there in a while. Didn't forget Sejah cleared his eyes of the rest of the crying.

True what Sukma said, not until fifteen minutes later there was a knock on the door three times. Bara stepped in with Dul in his embrace. Not like in the stories that should be portrayed. Dul didn't squander into the arms of the colonized just like that. The boy walked in and stood on the right side of the bed.

Behind Bara, Mr. Wirya stood looking at Dul's back. Observing Dul's face that looks all wrong. Too many people there, thought Mr. Wirya.

"Ma, you can go home now. You have nampe for his wife. Kasian Rico was left behind a long time ago," said Mr. Wirya.

Sukma got up from the chair while attaching his bag to his shoulder. "Kok the Kasian Mas Rico ... not the kids?" Sukma laughed a little.

"Yes more Kasian Rico. Kids always know what they are going to do. Where, Rico? He certainly did not know what to do if later left with his son."

"So .. I can go back to...."

Sukma was already standing near Pak Wirya when they were all amazed by what Dul was doing.

"Sorry Mom, Dul .... You don't hurt your heart, Mother. You must know what Mom meant," said Dijah.

Dul lowered his head on top of the arm of the Sejah. "Tau, Ma. We have to take care of Dad's good name, right? Let me not be ashamed to take us to family?" Dul came back crying. "I'm sorry, Mom...."

To Be Continued