Dul
094. A Process

All the disciples who had come to Annisa's house separated in front of the meatballs wagon with the face of a sumringah. Except for Dul, they all returned by taking city transportation to their respective destinations. Bara continued to smile all the way home with Dul next to him.

"From the story is fun too, yes, play water in the creek." Bara glanced at Dul who had since climbed into the car was still a thousand languages silent.

"Grow. The water is not dalem. Just that leg. So clear. Not far from the backyard of Paklik Rayon's house," replied Dul in a casual tone. It was as if he was talking about a school picnic. Not skipping class hours.

"Totally close? If the rainy season does not rise? The house isn't flooded?" Bara asked because she was curious.

"It's not coming to the front door. Because the ground behind the house isn't mossy." Dul turned to Bara and smiled.

"In the pinter" Bara said.

"That's why you're being forgiven?" Dul still looked at Bara who pursed his mouth.

"Ummm .. forgiven, dong. Nothing at all for experience. So ... What does Nisa say? Denger's father from Yani, his mother's sick with cancer."

"Yes. Kasian. I heard Nisa talking while crying that her mother wanted all her children. His father also does not exist. Her name died when both were just the same Nisa. Kalya ... Nisa and her three brothers are not very close. Is it possible for a brotherhood to his sister who is female, huh?" Dul looked at Bara asking for an opinion.

"Don't you love Mima?" Back to asking.

"Yes, baby."

"While Mima cherry? Often moody, sometimes jutek?" Bara was a little amused because that afternoon he realized that he had summarized Mima's shortcomings very completely.

"Yes, honey. She's moody or not, I'm still a darling. Especially a little sister" replied Dul.

"Well, that's not his personal problem. But ... Maybe because of the upbringing of the family too, Dul. Maybe Nisa's dad was busy a long time ago. Less time for family. Her mother took care of four children. And the child is too long left engrossed in his own world. It could be, ", explained Bara.

"Annisa's surrounded by her family, but looks lonely, Dad." Dul drew a simple conclusion from what he saw.

"Like Mother first," said Bara slowly. "Your mother is a strong and lonely sweet woman. Not selfish to obey all his will even though he is also young. His mind was more mature because of the things he had to endure. When other people are having fun, they should focus on their goals. Similar, right?" Bara saw Dul half-dreaming staring at the streets.

Dul nodded slowly. In his mind again imagined Annisa who looks busier than all.

Dul's conversation with Annisa and Bara that day led him to a new thought. He began to question himself. The scene of Annisa crying for her mother and talking about her unfulfilled ideals when left by her mother, makes Dul nervous.

Has he been too tired all this time? Has he focused on his goals. What if he experiences something like Annisa? Died by his mother or father when he was not yet a thing?

That made Dul's attitude more serious the next few days. He was a little frenetic and uncomfortable if Lova greeted him to class.

"Why are you, anyway? Lately talking was also difficult. The answer is short" Lova said one afternoon after class. "Like that new kid in your class, huh? That's sitting in the back," Todong Lova instantly.

"He's my friend from Junior High. I like it as a friend. Why why anyway? I think it's normal" replied Dul.

"If it's normal why everyone is invited to go outside of study hours you always don't want. There was a new movie in the cinema. Me and my friends went together, you were invited to not want to. What's the matter, anyway? Can't you ever get out of the school?" Lova stood cross-legged on her chest.

"You want to go with your friend, no problem. Go aja. I told you I couldn't. Last week my family stayed at Akung's house. It's my birthday."

"It's just a few times, but you have a lot of reasons" Lova said.

"My birthday is also once in a while. Not every day. Why use that excuse if you don't want to come? Just saying no to." Dul leaned his back against the wall to stare at Lova who looked increasingly upset.

"No. He picked up the driver. Just as rich as you are" replied Dul.

"Why don't you get him if you like?" Lova was further irritated by Dul's answers.

"How do you want to decetin, anyway? Long time more strange to say," replied Dul who began to be disturbed by the words Lova.

"Yes deretin, made girlfriend. She must want to be your girlfriend. New children must be immediately popular if dating the chairman of OSIS," Lova said again.

Dul straightened the body. "Don't bring anyone else who doesn't know anything. Because not everyone who comes to this school must have a boyfriend and have the intention of dating. Don't say that anymore" said Dul with a serious look.

"Yes, I want to go home first" said Lova, not yet moving from the side of Dul's desk.

Dul nodded, "Be careful," he replied.

Lova flicked her feet to the floor and turned around leaving Dul in the classroom.

Dul sighed, then he raised his shoulders. He could not persuade Lova. Nothing should be used as a matter of contention at that time. Last week he chose to spend time at Mr. Wirya's house for lunch with his extended family rather than going with his upperclassmen, most of whom he did not know very well.

While tidying up the book on her desk, Dul recalled Lova's words about Annisa. "Discertinized? A girlfriend? If it were that easy. Not all the girls his mind just want to date," muttered Dul.

After losing her mother, Annisa has not changed much. The girl was not in a hurry anymore. But instead, Annisa is more daydreaming and more serious than ever. He rarely leaves class during the off hours and only stays at his desk spending time writing or reading his book. Annisa looks busier than ever.

It was too late and his stomach was squeaking since then. Robin and Putra had gone to the ketoprak stall first and he had been staying in class to finish homework that he did not want to bring home. The reason, already giggled. Because it's the end of Sunday, he wants to spend time alone in the kung fu comic reading room that Bara just bought yesterday.

While walking down the road to the ketoprak stall, Dul felt increasingly embarrassed by himself. How an Annisa who is a child of people can look so persistent at her age. When compared to his self that comes from .... Dul shook his head. It is not good to compare life with others.

But .. Annisa's attitude has a point. It was supposed to be High School time that he spent to focus on his goals. Don't have to have a boyfriend, go to and fro with a girl student. Dul pout. Shame on himself.

Why did I have to have a boyfriend yesterday?

Arriving at the ketoprak stall, Dul sees Robin and Putra both leaning against the wall with lethargic faces.

"So, whack, Put? What do we tell our grandchildren if there is no story of love in adolescence? There's no way we're telling a bad story" Robin lamented.

(Bongak: lying)

"This is Dul dateng .. We can ask him now." The son shifted his seat and patted the empty bench for Dul.

Dul came and sat down next to the Son,. While Robin has advanced the body to look at Dul.

"What do you want to ask?" ask Dul.

"You ask .. where it feels like to have a girl. How does it feel to have a love story in High School? Definitely delicious. Why are you the same as Lova? Tell me .. Tell me," Robin asked, raising her eyebrows flirtatiously.

"Follow mouth," replied Dul, sighing.

"Mrnrank ...." Robin immediately rubbed his lips.

To Be Continued