Dul
064. Taste Contemplation

"Who will be Dul and Mima's sister's name?" ask Mr. Wirya.

"Ibrahim Son of Satyadarma" Bara replied.

"A very good name, Ra." Mr. Wirya poured mineral water into the glass, then gulped it down. "By the way .. This oxtail soup tastes better than it used to."

"Feel the same feeling," said Bara, glancing at the soup bowl that had shrunk.

"It's even more delicious because Dad rarely eats this. The frequency of eating oxtail soup is much reduced, making this soup taste more delicious. That little pleasure is sometimes easier to infuse." Mr. Wirya chuckles.

"Hopefully this little will not make the disease. Cassian Mom if Dad's sick," said Bara.

"Hopefully" said Mr. Wirya. "Well then can you order a slightly different dessert today? Your prayers are accepted because you are a good boy. The double cheese cake I saw on the menu looked delicious, Ra."

Highlight the eyes of Mr. Wirya reminded Bara of Mima who was seducing him to buy new toys from the Yutub channel. I took a heavy breath. "Today yes, Dad. The next two weeks I have to fast high cholesterol foods like this."

Mr. Wirya immediately waved at the waiter near them. A male servant approached and took out a note. "Order double cheese cake two slices on two different plates. Make us both. I don't want to eat alone," added Mr. Wirya quickly when he saw Bara raise his eyebrows.

The waiter left after taking note of additional orders and lifting the used plate of soup off the table.

"Thank you, Bara. Father's age seems to have begun to enter the age of the child-like behavior. You also have to be patient if so. Actually the parent generation of the child is just a repeating cycle." Mr. Wirya laughed a little.

"From his delicious justification." Bara sighed. "I want to ask for something, but I want to ask Dad. I can't do that I'm not too good."

"If you don't ask, you never know the answer. If you don't go ahead, you won't move, Ra."

"Is it okay if I insert the name of Dul with the same back as the name of Ibrahim later, Dad? "

Mr. Wirya was stunned. Breathe in slowly while looking at Bara. Their attention then moved to the waiter who came to deliver two double cheese cakes and two glasses of water.

"Why should you ask Dad? That's your right, Ra. If Sejah agrees and Dul wants, you also want it, meaning there is no problem. No matter how close Dad is to Dul, or how close we are as a parent and child, you still have your own responsibilities to your family."

"That means you don't have a problem, right?"

Mr. Wirya looked at the newly placed cake in front of him. Rotate the cake plate until the cake is aligned, then raise your gaze at Bara who continues to watch him. "Why should you make it a problem? Satyadarma's name is Father also get free from Eyang. Then I'll break it to your name like Heru. There's no problem. Give me the best you can do for Dul. Now, you're his parents."

"If so, then I'll help you talk to Dijah, yes. Let the colonized feel that my proposal has received support from the family," said Bara.

"You'll always have the support of the family as long as it's good, Ra. For now, Father and Mother his support for the children is only this limited. Advice, advice, and prayer. Or it could be support-support for nemenin eat well like this."

Bara sneers. "It can be."

Bara and Mr. Wirya exchanged glances and laughed. Their laughter stopped as Bara's phone rang and Heru's name was seen on the screen.

"Where is it? I'm sitting in your office, nothing" said Heru across the phone.

*"Yes, work is important. But more importantly nyusulin you and Paklik there. I'm going to eat too. Wait, yeah. I'm going there now." *

Heru immediately ended the conversation and Bara snorted at his phone.

"Heru wants to come here, huh? Let's just wait. Today Dad is free anyway," said Mr. Wirya.

"Over another hour here, I can add more cholesterol snacks. I'm worried" said Bara.

"Ngemil fruit is healthy. Let you be cool. The important thing is that we wait for Heru together. Heru who is always crowded because it used to be lonely. Amazingly he was able to survive and grow into a good child under the tutelage of Eyang."

"Yes. Mas Heru is great. Grown-up. But so do not like the loneliness, the boyfriend is also not enough one. Let rame say. Well, his prayers are answered. Actually rame pas. Stormy." Bara laughs.

"Luckily now the disease likes ramenya not to kebawa to the household."

The father and son again chuckled together for telling Heru who was heading there.

Heru arrived there not until half an hour later. With a dark blue shirt and jeans, Heru stepped into the restaurant while folding his sunglasses.

"Udah on fullness for sure," said Heru as he pulled a chair for her.

Mr. Wirya thrust the menu on Heru. "Come, pesen first. The oxtail soup and the double cheese cake are delicious," Mr. Wirya tapped on the menu with his index finger.

"Practice eat that? How many minutes did you spend persuading Bara?" Heru clenched his mouth holding a smile.

"Not long. Bara's concentration is being split because of his story. Dul's name would be added, Her," reported Mr. Wirya to his nephew.

"Oh, plus .. that's good. Dul it will be a charming handsome man. I don't mind having the same last name as Dul. Dul's smile was mysterious. Cewe-cewe must be a lot of curious about him. Look at it later if you don't believe it," explained Heru while waving at the waiter.

"It must be to the cewe-cewe of the relationship," grumbled Bara.

"You discussed it from another angle, I discussed it from another angle. Dul must be happy to have a family that thinks about his life from various angles. Look at Dul from the perspective of a teenage boy who is growing up to be a man. Come on, Lik .. story about how Dad Bara time Junior High," said Heru.

"Every morning Paklik asked to pick up the girls he liked to go to school together. I'll be a driver for two weeks." Mr. Wirya said that with a serious look.

"Well, it's still SMP. During Junior High I didn't even know about girls" said Heru, clucking and shaking.

"Where would you know about a girl if her work is truant. Demo overthrew the head of Osis. Underwork. Mending dating," Bara said.

"My school age is busy upholding justice. That's why my college days were busy getting to know love. The college age you are indifferent to girls because you have fancied dating in High School. In college I just got to know love, Ra," debate Heru.

"Knowing love," muttered Mr. Wirya, waving at the waiter and again mentioning his order. "Fruit salad with cheese, yes. A little bit of his cheese. Later my son ranting," said Mr. Wirya.

To Be Continued