Dul
068. Surprise

A little panic Bara ran over to the fence. When he arrived at the house because of the habit he immediately locked the fence. Even though the car is still outside.

"Sst .. Budhe's voice. Don't noise. Later on his colon can be shocked first," said Bara.

"Oh, this is a surprise, huh? The infinity is incomplete. If it's introduced first I can use silent mode," said Tini, herding two boys in with her. "Come, come in and don't make any noise. The door is not closed first. Mak Robin said it was deket. Asti Sama Boy is also the way to get here from earlier."

"Get in from the back door, Tin. Let me wait for Mak Robin" said Bara.

"Ready, Mas Bara. My husband is still in the office. Said follow. The food please don't go out, yeah. Designed for My Mas. I purposely didn't cook for malem."

"Ready, Budhe Tini," Bara Bara said.

"Handering, Mas Bara. Let it not be so stiff. Who has a shell not invited?" tanya Tini, hasn't left the carport yet.

"That's a joking question too, right?" ask Bara in a soft voice.

"That's serious," replied Tini giggling as she left Bara who sighed shaking her head.

Before long, Mak Robin shows up on his motorcycle. From a few meters away before arriving at the gate, Robin was already waving from behind his mother's body.

"The motor's coming in, Mom." Bara widens the turnstile to make it easier for Mak Robin.

"Well by Tini?" ask Mama Robin.

"Udah, Mom. It's in dalem. Very compact to wear the same red-red Robin." Bara pointed at Mak Robin and Robin alternately.

"Isn't the dress code for the birthday guy in red?" Mak Robin was half confused looking at Bara.

"There's no dress code, Mom. Free aja. Kan, eat-eat-buddle ordinary temen," Bara replied, grimacingly scratching the top of his head that did not itch.

"Say the Tini dress code is red like a Chinese holiday. Indeed bodat time snarl this Tini," Mak Robin's nagging passed from the carport and entered through the back door. Robin stared at the fiery red shirt he wore with great force from the house.

A few minutes standing near the fence, Asti shows up with her daughter in a taxi. While Boy appeared with a large motorcycle that is still shiny blue color the same color as his helmet. Asti, his daughter and Boy also came in red.

"New motor, Boy," Bara said.

"Form an appreciation for yourself, Mas."

"Cool," said Bara, pointing his thumb at Boy.

"I should wear blue too. Same with my helmet and motorcycle. But Tini said the birthday dress code was colonized in red. Red is the Chinese holiday he said. That's why I wear this shirt." Boy parked his motorcycle in the carport and put his blue helmet on the handlebar.

Bara grimacing. I can't imagine what the conversation would be like inside if I saw Tini coming in a black shirt.

The guests he was waiting for were all present. Bara closed the gate and just threw it away.

Bara arrived at the dining room as everyone dressed in red was staring resentfully at Tini.

No one's talking about Tini. Everyone still looked on with a stern look.

"Okay, okay. What if I now call Dijah out of the room? Are the fellow henhouse alumni willing to sit around the table waiting for the Sejah?" He spread his eyes to everyone. Everyone nodded. "Okay, if that's Dul and Mima can sit here. I'll sit here." Bara patted the chair in front of which there was a birthday cake.

Dul and Mima went around the table and sat on the left right of the chair that Bara was referring to. Bara returned to his eyes. Make sure everyone is sitting in the chairs he took out as an addition to the dining room.

"Okay .. if so just check this out." Bara headed to a tripod and camera that he had prepared to take photos with automatic settings. "OK.oke, sort it all out. I call you Colored now." Bara left the dining room to his bedroom. From the inside came the voice of Dijah singing the usual children's song he was singing to calm the always active Ibrahim.

"Ibra ... Daddy's son finished his bath?" Bara stretched out his hand at Ibra who immediately fell down as soon as he saw her coming.

"Gendong Ibra, Mas. I want to pack her hair oil. Let the mother's child fragrance.let her hair more and more," said Dijah, clenching his mouth anxiously at the beautiful Ibra in Bara's arms.

"Come, hurry. I want to see something." Bara embraces the Colored shoulder impatiently.

"Well what? Just a moment," Sejah put the baby bottles of cosmetics on the dresser and went back in Bara's arms. "What do you want to see?"

"Come, come with me." With one hand Bara carried Ibrahim, and the other hand embraced the shoulders of the Seized.

Arriving at the dining room, Dijah's steps came to a halt. Silence shrouded the room for a few seconds.

"Happy birthday, Mother ...." Screeched Mima the loudest and broke the silence. Everyone was shocked by surprise. Included Colonized.

That instant, Sejah immediately turned to Bara. "My birthday surprise, Mas?" tanya Sejah's.

Bara nodded, "Yes, surprise your birthday."

"That's the birthday cake that Mas bought?"

"Mas who choose and Mas who buy," Bara replied.

Colored eyes have been reddened because of haru. "The one who asked Mbok Jum to cook?"

"Yes, Honey. Make your birthday. Lately you have been tired of taking care of the children at home. Busy people haven't had time to go out for a walk." Bara rubbed a speck of tears that came out from the corner of the eye Colored.

"Good mas. Mas is also the one who mengumpulin my friends," said Dijah, looking at Tini, Mak Robin, Asti and Boy who were also looking at him.

"Yes, so you can talk to your friends. Today Mas guard Ibra," said Bara.

"Until I ask you to wear that red uniform?" He was getting more excited looking at his friends.

"If it wasn't Mas's work, Jah. But Budhe Tini's work," Bara replied, grimacing at Mak Robin, Asti and Boy who again remembered to look cynically at Tini.

To Be Continued