Dul
060. End of Long Letter

I hate the good news. The pain of my soul incarnates into my liking of seeing you smile. I hate it when you smile at other men. I hate it when Dul mentions another man's name. Why can't people and I can't?

My life is getting more and more crammed. My days are deserted. I'm getting less and less concerned about anyone. Especially when my parents were all gone. The one who asked me whether I was alive or not. I feel like my life has no meaning. Empty without the man who's waiting for me.

Then I realized something new again. I think all those people would think I was there if I had a lot of money. Who doesn't like money?

I also got more and more mired. I got up, and ran again. But I'm getting knocked down. I'm getting ruined, Jah.

Sorry, Jah. Even though it definitely wasn't enough to treat the bodily wounds and the inner wounds, I still have to apologize. Sorry for all the injuries I caused. Sorry for all your wasted time in so much pain. Sorry for hurting your body so much. Sorry for all my bad words. I'm sorry. Sorry, Jah.

Khadija, khadija,

Thank you for making Dul civilized. Feeding him to grow up with the joys of kindness. Thank you for sufficing all the needs of Dul even though you yourself were far from enough. Thank you for not letting my dirty money run in his blood. For now, for later. May Dul be like you, grow up to be a stubborn man because of his virtuous principles.

If you can and if you want to fulfill my request. I want to ask to be forgotten. Don't talk about me with Dul. I must have been the biggest stain of his life.

Khadija, khadija,

To me, since long ago, you have not sinned in the least. Dul is too. There is not a single speck of your fault in me. And as his real father, I give all my prayers and blessings to Abdullah. May he be a true man who can make your heart happy, his mother.

Finally, say thank you to your husband.

Thank you for accepting Dul and taking care of him, financing him in such a way. I owe you what I could never pay.

I hope Dul can forget about his father. There will be no more stories after this.

Fredi.

Fredy stared at the sheet of paper he had written. "Many things turned out, too" he said, folding the paper and putting it in the book.

"Sir Fredy. I brought coffee." An officer came to the door and offered warm coffee in a paper cup.

"Thank you, sir," greeted Fredy, grabbed a coffee mug and stood by the door.

"Where? I don't think I want to...."

"No. Males thinks the macem-macem. Yes, everyone has walked in their own place." Fredy sipped his coffee. His forehead crept for a moment. For some reason, the coffee did not taste as good as usual.

******

"I bring chocolate snacks, potato snacks, milk boxes, continue..if ice cream can not, Mom?" Mima stood in front of the open refrigerator.

Seized shaking. "Es cream can't be on the way. Not until the purpose of his clothes can be dirty. That's a lot, anyway" said Dijah, looking at the contents of the canteen Mima was holding.

"Oh, yes that's it. Here it is" said Mima.

"If you're done, Mima moves back. It's my turn to take a snack. I want yogurt, because I'm an adult, I can eat this without drinking. And this yogurt isn't ice cream." Sejah immediately explained as he saw Mima standing behind him squinting.

"If everything is done with the default of each of you wake up, yes. I want to sleep first" Bara exclaimed from the front of the television.

"How sleep? Want to go see Dul's announcement, why, even sleep?" He was busy putting his snacks into the canteen.

"Come on Mima, we're in the car. I started the car earlier. Bring a lot of this. We're not going to get there. Just look at the announcement," joked Dul when he took a look into the plastic bag that Mima was counting its contents.

"If you sneeze later I will not be able to handle it" said Mima. Dul's getting cackled. Mima wagged her ponytail towards Dul.

Dul opens the passenger door and waits for Mima to board first. Behind them earlier, Colonized and Bara followed. Sejah walk with one hand holding Bara's arm and the other carrying plastic snacks. Dul sees Bara sitting on the patio chair wearing shoes. Next to Bara, the colonized lay his body and put his hands around the man's neck.

"My stomach gets stiff more and more. My calf was last night tense," Sejah pointed at her calf.

"Yes, tau. Kan, last night Mas woke up to mijetin," Bara said.

"Sleeping is getting harder too. Turn right-left, it's tight."

"Yes, patience. Next week the baby is out. But still not able to sleep well," said Bara, grimacing looking at the Sejah who thumped lips.

"The one who stayed up, yeah. Abis nyuin I slept," said Dijah.

"Yes" replied Bara.

Dul smiled back because of that. Her mother's complaint that day was over. Although it has been repeated hundreds of times, Bara still patiently listened. Not to mention Mima.

"Well, look at this." Mima thrust his tablet at Bara. "I don't have any of these toys. Mini study table that if you wear the lights there will be pictures. Can be kept emulated from his reflection."

Bara just sat behind the wheel. His attention is distracted by Mima's outpouring of heart about the new toys he sees on Yutub channel. "Yes, easy. We will buy" replied Bara casually.

"Asik ... Don't be jealous, yeah." Mima sneered at Dul. This time Dul did not chuckle. Except for a small laugh. Mima and Bara just repeat the same pattern. Mima was quickly easily placated with his request approved. About realization, it depends Bara wants to buy the little girl who first. Usually the reason is always which is more useful.

They arrived at the candidate of SMP Dul, the sun was already quite high. The car had just pulled over and Bara was releasing the seat belt, but the Colonized had already jumped down. Bara rushed down and circled the car to Dijah.

"Be careful, Jah. It will come down too. Patience slightly. If you stumble, fall, what? You're pregnant this big, I'm sick."

"Be careful, though. I'm just downstairs, Mas. Who is the sabbath? If I'm pregnant with an upset Mas, yes it should be. Let's know how pregnant mom is."

Got a counterattack, Bara silenced. Even extending it is useless. Mothers are never wrong, he thought. Bara is more worried about the security of their homes that are a little sensitive lately.

"Udah.udah, come on. People have gathered in front of the notice board," exclaimed Bara, switching the conversation. That instant, Sejah instantly forgot his scolding. The focus is back on the notice board on the edge of the basketball court that is being surrounded by many people.

"Hot, right? Dad said what," said Bara, grabbing Mima's head and holding her beside the body. Hopefully his height will dispel the sunlight that hit his daughter's face.

"Let's see it" said Bara.

"Mom is already there," said Dul again chuckled. This time his father cheated.

"Your mother is indeed very powerful" Bara said, seeing that the head of the Colonized was already in front of the notice board and crowded with other mothers.

“Tuh, right! Pass it! What did mom say! Mending we see the announcement directly here rather than waiting for tomorrow to be updated online. I can't wait,” exclaimed Sejah from the middle of the crowd.

To Be Continued