Dul
050. Make peace

"Not disappointed, Kung," replied Dul. He's not lying. At that time he had no idea of disappointment or anything that made him angry. That morning he felt fine.

"Children of your age should not even understand what disappointment means. She knows kel, angry, but you answer Akung's question very quickly. It means you understand." Pak Wirya's face casually moved the television channel. Not looking at Dul seriously yet. "You love Daddy, don't you?" ask Mr. Wirya.

"Honey" replied Dul.

"Do you believe that you always try to give your best?" Mr. Wirya made eye contact to strengthen Dul's conviction.

"Believe," Dul replied quickly. Actually, there is no doubt in that. Without convoluted, he can answer that Bara always gives the best for him. Tutoring, choosing the best Junior High School for him, and taking care of all the needs that his mother could not do.

"Fast answer. It means your father has given his best. Akung was also happy with it." Mr. Wirya scratched his chin. "Mmmm...Dul," call Mr. Wirya.

"Yes, Kung?"

This must be the most important thing.

"What do you feel now?" ask Mr. Wirya.

Embarrassed?

"Nothing, Kung. Do not feel anything," said Dul.

"Is there a fear of losing Dad?" This time Mr. Wirya lowered the television remote and shifted his body to stare at Dul fixedly.

"There," answered Dul.

"One thing I can make sure this afternoon to you is that I won't leave you. You will still have Bara, Akung's eldest son as your father. That can't be bothered anymore. Your mother and Akung's son love each other. They married because of that. Men and women who love and accept each other will definitely not leave one of them. They will continue to be together until their work in this world is done. Do you understand what Akung means?"

Dul is still confused to digest the words of Mr. Wirya. The old man then shifted his body to be completely straight facing towards Dul.

"Like Akung who loves Uti and Uti who loves Akung. We were together from beautiful and handsome, until we were both this old. My hair is all white. Uti also looks like a Barbie doll because of her long white hair. But for Akung, Uti's beauty will not fade at any time. Like last night when I talked about coming here. Uti insisted on joining Akung despite being banned. So Uti didn't come here because of you or Mima. But because I want to hold Akung decets. He said he missed being away for a while." Mr. Wirya chuckles.

At the doorway separating the living room and dining room, Bu Yanti heard Mr. Wirya's words very clearly. The woman sneered then passed back with a smile.

"So?" ask Mr. Wirya to Dul.

"So?" Dul asked back, mimicking the question of Mr. Wirya because he wanted the man who came to the conclusion of his own words.

"So .. yes it is. I'm sure your Mom and Dad won't leave each other because they love each other. They will continue to be together throughout their ages in this world. Believe the same Akung," said Mr. Wirya.

Dul lowered his head without saying the words of Mr. Wirya. It was a sign that he understood.

"You don't worry too much. I'd rather you play a lot and have a lot of fun."

"Said someone wants to see me," said Dul slowly.

Mr. Wirya sighed slowly. This is Dul's real worry, thought the man.

"Who wants to see me, he's in jail. But I still want to see me." Dul straightened his head looking at Mr. Wirya.

When they looked at each other, Dul understood that they understood each other at that time. More than understand. Mr. Wirya understands that he himself already knows who the person who wants to invite him to meet.

"I'm scared" replied Dul. "Well, what did you meet me? I've been beaten, " replied Dul.

"Your father will not let you hurt anyone. If you refuse to meet, nothing will matter. That's your right. You can refuse if you don't want to" said Mr. Wirya.

"What if someone knows.me...." Dul lowered his head again, scratching at the edge of the t-shirt he was wearing. "And I've been telling people that Dad is my father." Dul straightened his head suddenly. That courage just comes. At that time he had to convey that to someone he trusted. He trusted Mr. Wirya.

Mr. Wirya did not show any surprise when he said that. The man just relax. And Dul pleases his own heart if Mr. Wirya must understand what he means.

"You're a visionary, yeah. Full of consideration and Akung is sure you will grow into an adult male who is not rash. But ...male who takes a lot of consideration has little trouble approaching a beautiful woman. Some women say they are called plan-plants. Come on, how's that?" Mr. Wirya pursed his lips. Pouty.

"Plin-plan?" reset Dul.

"The plans are like this .. For example Uti nanya, you want to eat what will be tonight. You want him to eat Betawi soto, but also imagined with fried chicken. But Uti can't enter both at once. Well, until night you can not also decide what to masakin. Or also.you have talked about soto, but when it is finished cooking, you suddenly want fried chicken. The woman likes to be angry if the man is wishy-washy," said Mr. Wirya.

"Means Pakdhe was a plan. That's why the woman at the cafe seems to be angry" replied Dul.

Mr. Wirya was stunned for a second. "There's a woman in the cafe angry at Heru?"

Dul nodded. "Say Pakdhe's ex-girlfriend. Uh, but he said I can't talk." Dul shifted his seat because of a new misbehavior.

"Same ...." Mr. Wirya nodded steadily. "On Pakdhe, Akung has memorized out of his head. Because Akung used to be that too. We all have a plan side. Plin-plan is not a dangerous disease. Don't worry." Mr. Wirya blinked one eye.

"Are the same?" Dul was happy to have a defense just now.

"Yes. Same." Mr. Wirya massaged Dul's shoulder. "Well, Dul .. now Denger Akung is fine. Imagine we are in the dark of night. We'll get home soon. But the streets are too dark until we can't see the shape of our homes in the distance. What are we gonna do? Keep walking or stop waiting for the bright day?"

Dul actually digested and imagined the thing that Mr. Wirya said. Midnight and dark. Maybe he'll stop and wait for the light.

"Wait morning?" ask Dul.

Mr. Wirya smiled and shook his head. "Look at our feet. In the dark, at least we can still see our feet. Don't worry about our unseen destination in the distance. As long as we keep going, step by step, when the bright day of our goal turns out to be closer. So ... don't worry too much about things that haven't happened yet. For now hug and enjoy what you have. Father, Mother, Mima, baby sister candidates, Akung, Uti, even Pakdhe Heru and Budhe Fifi. You have it all. We belong to Dul. And we all have Dul. We're a family that has each other."

Have each other ....

"So..don't you think what your friends say?"

"No need" replied Wirya.

"Just see the imprisoned man?"

"All according to your will. Freer. If you want to meet, meet up. Next you don't have to think about anything. Simply take the SMP test with maximum effort. The result is how it is also a matter of late. What matters is that you keep moving."

Dul straightened his head. "I'd like to see you if you get your Dad and Akung. If I don't take nicotine," said Dul. "Eh, yes. Sirdhe too." Dul this time is really steady. Accompanied by three of his most idolized men in his entire life, who would dare to hurt him.

"Can. Not troublesome at all. I'll talk to Dad and Pakdhe." Mr. Wirya breathed a very clear sigh of relief. His hand held Dul's shoulder. "Dul .. glad to meet and have you as a family. To Akung, Dul is the wisest eldest grandson." The old man's eyes glazed over. He said he was sincere as to how he meant it.

"I also have Akung Kayak Akung. Got a Uti kayak Uti." Those are the words that are able to come out of the lips of his children.

To Be Continued