Dul
080. A Suggestion

Dul was waiting for what Heru would say next. He was a little embarrassed by Heru's words that were too obvious. But the man looked relaxed. A few minutes passed, Heru still quietly enjoyed driving on the slowly crowded streets. Dul improved his sitting position with small movements. Hoping that Heru soon realized that he was waiting for the continuation of the man's words.

"Udah is starting to jam," murmured Heru.

Dul nodded in confirming. Whether he saw it or not.

"Which Pakdhe wanted to say earlier .. about the fancies of women," Heru turned Dul a glance and then looked back to the front, "nothing, really. You have nothing to be ashamed of. Isn't it normal?"

"Huh?" Dul looked at Heru's face from the side.

"On a crush on a girl, nothing. Pakdhe knows you've been trying to be a good boy and Mas is good for Mima and Ibra. If you know a girl, continue Deket, it does not mean you immediately become a bad child. Pakdhe did not justify the matter of dating in school days, but getting to know the girl's friend was nothing. Normal. Pakdhe even fretted that you are not interested in women."

"Pull, really," cut Dul fast. Realizing his voice was a little loud, Dul immediately lowered his voice, "I'm interested. Which may not be interested. Moreover, Kak Lova was sweet," said Dul honestly.

"Lova definitely doesn't like being called a sister," Heru's correction grimaced. "The name is also adolescence. Enjoying it is not a problem. Don't be late. Because there is a time later you have to be serious about achieving your goals."

"Pakdhe used to be dating? Mmm, at SMA."

"Not dating. The power at that time was just deket. Pakdhe is a little less like if too often searched. So, Pakdhe used to be active in OSIS activities. Pakdhe is famous, Dul. That's a girl on the scramble to bring Pakdhe's bag if Pakdhe again joined the demo. Maybe it impressed Pakdhe like a hotshot. The hero must be mysterious and hard to reach." Heru smiled broadly revealing all his teeth to Dul.

Unknowingly Dul laughed at Heru's facial expression. "If Dad?"

"Mmmm, your father is a serious type. Judging from his rich style does not want to date. But, if you already like one girl, yes it continues to be explored until dapet. If it's already caught, yes it continues until Uti urgently. Akung, anyway, relax. Even during Junior High, Akung was already nemenin your father picked up the girl he liked to go to school together. I'm great, right?" Heru turned back to Dul.

"Akung is great," said Dul confirmed.

"So ..the science that Pakdhe wants to convey is simple. Be the best version of yourself. Self-restraint is great, but enjoying youth is also natural."

The conversation on the way home made a special thought for Dul. What Heru said has a point. He is often too careful to behave. Considerately. A little worried about the label of good and obedient children who have long held.

Dul did not want to enter various organizations at school because he wanted to go home from school on time. She didn't want her mother to send her a message and ask where she was. Or also, he did not want Bara who sought and picked him up. For him, being a good older brother to Mima and Ibra is indeed very important.

There is a gamble on the trust that Bara and Pak Wirya have given in all their decisions to behave.

After the conversation, Dul's desire to get into one of the extracurricular organizations and have a busy after hours of lessons. There was also a desire to greet Lova first, which the last two days were increasingly seen passing in front of her class.

And for the first time in his life as a student, Dul was late to school. A thrilling experience as well as ridiculous excitement for him.

That day, Dul, who used to ride an angkot and walk about a hundred meters to arrive at his school gate, decided to wait for Robin and Putra at the ketoprak stall of his best friend's family. He wanted to hang out before going to school. Wanted to go hand in hand while joking along the way with Robin and Son.

Another reason especially if not for wanting to meet Lova early. Lova usually escorted her family car to the front of the gate. But yesterday Dul saw the girl down at a crossroads because she met her friend. Who knows that day he and Lova can walk together when the morning air is still cool and the fresh scent of cologne still seeps in their noses. It wouldn't hurt if he tried, Dul thought.

And of course for that reason, Dul did not tell his two best friends. However, it is not Robin's name if it does not express the content of his mind blatantly.

"I suspect that suddenly people change their habits. It will surely be a non-existent event. You don't mess around" said Robin, nudging Dul's arm with his elbow.

"No one will dare to macem-macem if you are the same," said Dul relaxed.

"Come, in. I'm done from earlier. No one's waiting for anyone, right?" The son gave a glance to his two friends.

"Nothing. Come on," said Robin.

"You don't mess around, Dul. If it's locked, we'll suck in later" Robin said.

"Yes, in a moment" said Dul, flicking the dust off his knee.

Although it looks relaxed, Dul has begun to fidget on his stool. His head ducked many times to the window of the son's house to look at the wall clock.

"So, when can we go fishing? My uncle's house has a fish pond. Sitting in a hut and fishing all day must be fun," said Putra.

"Fishing is said. No effort to slim down at all," grumbled Robin.

"Fishing is useful for practicing patience" replied the Son.

"You are patient. People can't wait to see you" Robin said.

When they were busy throwing jokes, from a distance a friend they knew crossed the road in a row.

"That's Joseph!" exclaim Robin.

"Yes, that's Joseph" said the Son. "Why indeed?"

Dul stood up from his seat. "Well, are we not going to hear the bell?"

"Why indeed?" ask the Son again. Confused why his two best friends were panicking when they saw Joseph the son of Flores appear.

"When you meet Joseph early in the morning, it's a bad sign. We're late. Joseph is late every day. Cook not paying attention. Die us," Robin harrumphed.

"Yes, tha? Gusset." Son carried his backpack in a hurry.

"Oh my God .. Why are you still here? Do you three want to take my title?" Joseph walked leisurely with two large packs in his hands.

"Nobody tastes the same as your late predicate. The gate must have been locked. Come on, you've been taking us on your secret path all along." Robin took one of Joseph's parcels from his hand.

"Be careful, Bin. My merchandise chips should not be ruined. My mom gets up every morning to prepare it."

"Here I bring one of your packages. This morning just show me the way into the school," Dul reached out his hand asking for a pack of Joseph.

"For God's sake ..what dream I had last night. This cool dul finally spoke to me as well. No, I just hold this one myself. Come on, come with me." Yoseph walked down the street to the school, then turned left into a small alley.

Dul grimaced at Robin and the Son. Luckily, his two friends did not spray him in front of Joseph. It could be called cool that was thrown Yoseph evaporated instantly.

"Where is this, Seph? It's not getting any better for me." Robin stared suspiciously at the increasingly thick streets in front of him.

"From the people's fields, continue a little past the swamp," Joseph stopped to look back. "Oh my God .. protect us your children. Joseph did not want to be late, O Lord .... Today help Yoseph bring his friends in through the back without the look of a school guard. God ...." Joseph stood looking at Dul, Robin and the Son with pity.

"Seph!" call Robin with a face of despair. "Can't you pray later? To the bushes where did you take us?"

To Be Continued