#Move On, Jomb!
Chapter 10: Male Mode
...APPROACHES...
...#concern and Attention...
...“Seeing you smile is a must to maintain.” ...
...—Riziq...
...“Easy enough to make me hurt; see our loved ones hurt.” ...
...—Mahesa...
...•••...
The incident a week ago really made Riziq have to be anonymous. Bored has become a habit, but eventually eroded by the presence of Basupati children who often swipe it. The world is narrow. Not even a month, since Riziq became the one who swatted Bagas, now he who lay like a weak man on a hospital gurney.
Riziq's room was crowded by the jokes and jokes of the Basupati children, as well as the ignorant attitude of them into a solace atmosphere for Riziq.
His mother came, after ten minutes since the arrival of Basupati's son. They welcomed him warmly.
“Eh, Aunty July more glowing aja,” Gibran said with the details.
Because next to him stepped on Gibran's foot, making his owner moan in pain. “Polite same old man, inget age Gib.” For following another Basupati child; crucifying Aunt Julia. “Where is Aunt? Duh, bother to bring all food,” guyonnya while showing off his teeth neatly lined.
Aunty Julia smiled happily because her son was surrounded by people who loved him so much. “Good, Gara. Your own mom, okay?” Julia gives a snack that she deliberately brought—because Riziq told her about the arrival of his friend—taken over by Gara who was very excited.
“If so, Auntie said yes first. Nitip Riziq,”. Julia looked at Riziq, she rubbed her son's hair affectionately. “Cepet cured yes.”
After Julia came out of her room, Basupati's son immediately excited. Especially Alki who has eaten pizza made by Mama Riziq which is very good.
“Wah, severe, Riz. I'll stay for the store, gih. Cuisine nyokap lo gokil snack, severe,” said Alki excitedly.
Food that comes from the country of Italy; with a medium round shape, made of wheat, eggs with cheese toppings, sausages, etc, the sauce and mayonnaise on it were familiar foods to Wildan or Azriel. But because this one pizza was made specifically by Mama Riziq, they did not deny that the pizza made by Aunt Julia is the best than the pizza brand that is in trend among junk food lovers.
“Piza Mom lo nice, thanks from me.” Although saying a long sentence, Azriel's face when saying it was just flat, there was no impression that the food was really good.
“Thank's Riz, Mama lo understanding.” Compared to Azriel, Wildan's reaction was more human. She smiled thinly at the end of her sentence—even looking eye smile— at the end of her eyes.
When Riziq was about to reply, Faris interrupted him first. “Often-often deh lo sick Riz, let Mama lo often give me a snack gini, hehe.”
Everyone who was there, glared at Faris who was calmly eating pizza with his mouth still full of pizza chews.
“Can't say that, Ris. Saying it a prayer,” rebuking Bagas reminded. Bagas already looks better despite having to routinely check up every week twice.
Aldo agreed. “Ho'oh, you don't talk ngaco.”
“After, really serious. I was just a widow a time. Yeah, right, Riz?” asked Faris while raising her eyebrows at Riziq.
Alki shakes Faris' head with his left hand. “Handering, Sueb. Hired mah for girls, you are a prospective widower.”
“Damn lo, Ki!” maki Faris is increasingly inviting laughter from other Basupati children.
His position alone as vice-chairman, but his behavior is really dilapidated. Basic Faris.
Bagas was already standing beside Riziq who was observing his best friend in silence. Indeed in this kind of affair, only the two of them more often became quiet. “Do not think too much, later also all these problems will be finished. Lo ready only priority problems that you will solve one-on-one,” said Bagas.
Riziq cleared his throat slowly. He threw out his breath, then glanced at Bagas. “Lo already love that parcel for Aul, right?” tanyanya slow.
The thumbs-up from Bagas made Riziq feel better. If he is not on the official website, it has been confirmed since yesterday that he will visit Aul who is sick.
“Padahal lo aja sick again, but still so attention to Aul, so sweet anyway ..,” goda Gibran who accidentally eavesdrop Riziq talk with Bagas.
Riziq snorted, while the other Basupati children; spearheaded by Gara, continued to pry information about Riziq's conversation earlier.
“Gossip what the hell, nimbrung!” sahut Gara fast.
“Nothing, there back busy again lo on!” elak Riziq's.
He had already signaled to Bagas not to reveal it to the others. But it looks like Bagas is suffering from insensitive syndrome and is too advanced on Azriel.
“Why Riziq?” azriel asked Bagas, he was indeed a little curious about the talk of Bagas and Riziq, just because he heard that Riziq was approaching women.
He was only anticipating, if they would like the same person.
“He gave a gift to Aul because the word of the Halifah, Aul has been sick this week,” explained Bagas who made a tempting whistle to Riziq. Even Wildan also likes a smile, although very short with so many seconds.
“What frame is Riz?” timpal Aldo's.
“Tsk, kepo lo on,” amuknya resist embarrassment, but still answer questions from Aldo. “Just give me a novel, the same chocolate drinks that are green. Bye, lah!” shutup.
Riziq pressed his shoulders. “As long as he is happy and see his smile come out, I have no problem. Because his smile deserves to be held back.”
“BUCIIINN!” they said in unison, mocking Riziq.
While Riziq just smiled seeing the response of his best friend. “Like me. Than lo most micin!” his reply.
...•••...
“Where? You already hacker lambe tura account that?” ask Michael Mahesa.
It's not a big deal for a Software Engineering (RPL) kid to eradicate someone's account. Even if Michael had the intention to break into an ATM, it was certain the Devil's gang would overflow his fortune. But even so, they will never commit fraud, except in times of urgency. Dehumanised.
For the world is cruel, for those who are weak and have no power.
Michael was still struggling with the monitor screen from his computer which was still on at around tenpm, accompanied by seven of his best friends—they were at the Tristan— house which was one of their basecamp.
“Sit, Sa. Just relax, trust Michael, he's the expert,” Romi said to calm Mahesa.
The Duke shouted loudly, making Tristan glare at the man. “Diem, Sat!”
The Duke walked towards Mahesa, he explained about Bratajaya Junior High's son who exaggerated Riziq's problem which was rumored to be ganged up by Devil's Gang son.
“Wah, this traitor!” mahesa Maki. He clenched his hands, his brownish skin met with red as it held in anger. The veins on his neck were already hardened.
“Who spread that info?” mahesa asked the Duke.
“Gue don't know, but it's severe!”
“When we-we do not ngeroyok the Riziq, just our position when it was there. See Mahes duel with Riziq, I'm sure that spread this slander chick,” grunt Romi fiery.
The Duke agreed. “Say my Mom, girls have lots of mouths!”
The situation that was initially cold due to the sloping news described by the Duke, was suddenly like an entertainment event. A male voice echoed in Tristan's room. Even the man who served as the Devil's Guild Leader also took in a smile while shaking his head.
“Sial! Mesum lu!” maki Michael while throwing a lump of paper at the Duke.
Mahesa snatched the keys of her motorcycle in a hurry, even the screams from her best friend were not she was gubris at all. His mind was chaotic, not because of the news delivered by the Duke, but because of a message from his mother who said about the state of Aul is getting worse.
‘Esa, home! Aul fainted and happened to be Om Aryan's family and your Papa was out of town on business! Cepet home, help Mother!’
Mahesa growled, why did Aunt Aura and Om Aryan leave when their child was sick! Indeed, in the last three days, Aul's disease has improved. Even Pandu's doctor has talked, that tomorrow Aul can return to school.
But suddenly, Aul's disease, which was initially benign, returned.
Mahesa is not focused when driving, all she has in mind is about the state of Aul. He almost hit a woman who was about to cross the street.
“Woi, step aside deaf! Walk with eyes!” his screeches.
Mahesa had no idea that the person she was yelling at was the one who had just helped a struggling grandmother across the street.
“Basic of muggers! Everywhere the road is feet, not eyes! Goddamn it!” curse the woman while looking at the motor sport Mahesa who was far from her eyes.
“But .. his voice is richly familiar. Who is it?” He's fondling, but his brain isn't as thin as Einstein's in remembering things. “Ah, bodo supreme! I'm not a high school kid, but a technical kid! Don't engage Einstein all, ribet!”
...••• ...
Seeing Rara whose face was swollen and tears that seeped everywhere, making Mahesa's heart feel melos. One loved one alone had made him feel tremendous pain, plus a woman who was very meaningful in his life was overwhelmed with sadness, making a Mahesa feel that he was a weak person; in front of his loved ones.
“Mother calm yes, Esa want to take the car key first, Mommy stays with Aul first huh?” pinta Mahesa when Rara calls her.
It actually took forty minutes that Mahesa pruned it into twenty minutes until it finally arrived in front of his house.
In a hurry, Mahesa dropped a light green envelope in her closet drawer. Mahesa picked up the envelope paper by furrowing her eyebrows.
The deg!
After seeing the title of the recipient and sender of the letter, making Mahesa's jaw harden again. He put the origin of the envelope in his closet drawer—until he was not aware that the envelope fell—down under the closet.
In addition to the tightness of seeing Rara crying, Mahesa's breath was deflated while running her car to the nearest hospital. Every now and then, Mahesa glanced at Aul who continued to groan in pain on his stomach.
Rara tried to calm Aul who always complained about the same thing, stomach pain.
Mahesa almost hit the steering wheel because she felt stifling to see Aul and his mother in the condition they are now.
“This is all because of the ice cream that Aul.” eats While carrying Aul into the car, Mahesa briefly saw an ice cream wrapper lying on the nightstand. Some fools give ice cream to sick people.
“Emang crazy people!” as Mahesa with a stern look gazed down at the road.