Dul
058. About Ideals

From the stories of Bara, Dul heard that Bara and Sukma, the children of Pak Wirya and Bu Yanti are not children born with a brilliant brain. They are not the type of people who will easily understand a lesson without learning. Their IQ is mediocre. What makes their learning results satisfying is learning and training with a routine. Consistent constantly. That's what Bara said to Dul.

That's why, Dul follows all the things that Bara has prepared for him. He was a little worried about disappointing. Although all family members say many times, whatever the result is not a matter. What matters is that he tried.

Dul spent the rest of the bread in his lunchbox on the way. His mind this time did not travel too far. He was reading all the billboards they went through. Groaning Bara next to him who is very handsome for the size of a father waiting for his son at school. Deserve his mother is so determined to always follow his father lately.

Bara's car pulled over outside the school fence. The building that is likely to be his second home for the next three years looks very spacious. Dul closed the lunchbox and placed it into the back seat.

“Don't be in a hurry. Read actually. I'm patiently waiting. Get the best results for your mom. Later if you come out, go straight to the car. Okay?”

“Iya, doain me yes..i deg-degan,” said Dul.

“Definitely. Don't you ask either, Father Mother must be doain. Yes already, there go in,” pinta Bara.

“I want to nyampein order Mom,” Dul see small stalls and cart merchants across the school filled with mothers, “Dad in a car only. The message has arrived, yes.” Dul held back his smile.

I laughed a little. “If Dad sat in the stall he'd be heard."

Dul carried his backpack delivered Baea to the gate. The test will take two hours. However, test takers can still leave early if they are able to solve the problem faster. Dul decided to carefully answer everything.

His face was flat when he saw the model of the matter that had been tested dozens of times Bara on him. The last few nights they often slept through the middle of the night to discuss these matters. Not to forget accompanied by his mother who lay in bed while sleepy, sometimes even to sleep and snoring smooth. Usually Bara rubbed Dijah's face while laughing if the snoring gets louder. The form of intimacy was very warm to Dul's heart. She was happy because her mother was happy.

When the buzzer sounds as the test time is over, Dul steps out quickly to the parked Bara car. It turned out that Bara was on the phone outside the car turned his back on his arrival. When the man turned around, the phone was immediately terminated.

“Where is the test?” ask Bara.

“There is an easy and nothing too difficult. Everything can be answered. But..don't know the real or not.” Dul grimacing.

“Yes, the important thing is to try. We all put our efforts together to this point. To this day, all the families pray. The family group also all send greetings. Try checking on mobile.”

“Dad stood outside from earlier?” Dul's question diverts Bara's words.

“Not standing, but sitting with the mothers there,” Bara replied, chuckling.

Dul laughed. Although always mocked all his mother's strange requests because of jealousy, his father always kept without promises. His father made his mother happy in a very simple way. Not sitting near the mothers.

“We had lunch together, huh? We sit down and chat in a cool place.”

“Dad not much work?” Dul turned around the car and got into the passenger side.

“Work in the office will always be there. Although it has been done every day, it will certainly appear the others. Being busy is a good sign. This means that Pakdhe takes care of the company with bener.”

“So, two by the way? Pakdhe not coming?” dul asked, wearing his seat belt.

“Today I took a chance for Pakdhe to take care of the company. We are both,” said Bara.

The new Dul school will be in an area that has many unique cafes and restaurants. They do not have to drive long to find one of the most interesting. The choice fell on an old white house-shaped cafe with a spacious courtyard. From the outside, the cafe looks very shady.

“Daddy eat? I want to eat, laper already,” said Dul, taking the menu that a waiter handed to them.

“Dad also wants to eat,” Bara said.

Their lunch menu that day was very down to earth. After this morning eating toast as breakfast, that afternoon they chose the same menu. Nasi goreng village. Although often eat fried rice at home, somehow fried rice restaurants are always different. That's what Dijah said. However, Bara who prefers home cooking, will always argue that.

“Mom always forbid Dad to sit in a place where many mothers. In fact, I used to join mothers when you performed art. Still want to?” Smiling remembering that.

Dul smiled, of course he remembered. It was the first time he called Bara Father. “Moms with lots of food,” cetus Dul.

“Because, we will always live comfortably as long as the mothers are still in the world.” Bara chuckled for a while, then continued, “Jadi ... The ideals are still the same? Pilot?” ask Bara.

Dul pursed his lips and nodded slowly. “Pilot fighter plane, Dad. I want to wear army uniforms,” said Dul.

“If so .. after SMA you enter the academy, Dul. We need to work harder so you can get there. As long as you want to hear Dad who will certainly be more beautiful again.”

“Daddy enggawel,” tukas Dul.

The waiter came and lowered the two glasses of cold drinks they ordered. Dul glanced at Bara whose forehead was frowning. There's something that the man will tell you.

“Dad apologized if during parenthood can not be perfect. Because as Akung said, so the old man had no school. School .. yes every day. Every day I am always learning. All this time, Mom and Dad were still learning. If there is something that does not match what you want, you have to say it. We're talking about it together. Dad's message to you isn't much, Dul. So happy child.”

“I'm happy. I'm happy to be Dad's son. Mother is also now more beautiful, although a little fat,” Dul looked at Bara and they laughed a little. “Mom now laughs more often and rarely daydreams. Busy cooking snacks for me and Mima. I used to rarely eat Mother's cooking,” said Dul.

“Daddy seneng dengernya,” welcomes Bara.

“I want to be a pilot let Daddy Mom be proud,” said Dul later.

Bara nodded and raised his thumb towards Dul. “Daddy so remember the words Akung first. During Junior High he participated in the math Olympics and lost. Dad is so sad. Failing to be proud of Akung. But Akung relaxes. Akung said, luck is not just winning competitions or winning prizes. It could be that luck comes in another form. For example, having a Dad like Akung.” Bara laughs.

“In luck. I also feel lucky to have Akung kayak Akung,” said Dul.

“Then, Dad ignored Akung's words. Now, I realize it's all true. I feel lucky to have a Dad like Akung. Akung who never meant Dad to be what he was. So ... realize your ideals, according to what you want. As long as it's good, we're all supportive. Especially Dad.”

Dul nodded. He believed in everything that Bara told him. That man will always be there for her.

“Call dreams. Up to the other peak, we prepare to climb the other peak. Now, Dad arrives at the top of one of Dad's joys. And Dad is preparing to climb another peak of happiness with his little family Daddy,” said Bara, looking shady at the look on Dul's face that is very similar to the woman he loves.

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“Dy …. This is what you asked for. What do you want to write?” Fredy's older brother handed his brother five pieces of HVS paper and a pen.

“Ne-know. Want to doodle aja,” replied Fredy.

To Be Continued