
Arkan and Devan really enjoyed their long trip to Jogja on a motorcycle. Along the way are carved memories of their youth. When they were still together in college, and fought over one woman, Ica.
“Papi used to be here with Ica too right, Pi?” ask Thalia.
“Yes, when we went to college, with Dev too,” replied Arkan.
“But it's the same first as you? After we want to farewell, you want to go to Berlin,” added Arkan.
“Iya, anyway. So remember first yes, Pi?”
“Iya, hug papi dong, a tight one.” Arkan pulled Thalia by the hand to hold her tightly.
So did Devan, along the way, cross his memories with Ica, but unfortunately Ica was with Arkan, himself with Ziva. Yes because Ica used to be Arkan's lover, but Ica bonceng Devan came home, because she was upset with Arkan at that time.
“Nad ...”
“Hmmm ...”
“Tickness, Darling?” ask Devan.
“Gak, again enjoy the trip only. Beautiful scenery,” replied Nadia.
“I think sleepy, no sound,” Devan said.
“Papa must remember his youth with Kak Ica, huh? Do you often tour together? Once after touring, I must be angry, because I was not invited. Definitely gather at the cafe mother if you talk about touring,” said Nadia.
“You were so small, remember?” devan.
“Yes remember, time don't remember? My memory is sharp, Pa?” replied Nadia.
“I used to tour with Ica, but fitting High School, after college was the same Arkan, Ica was once Arkan's girlfriend after college, fitting High School often here also rame-rame the same school friends, Ica,” clear Devan.
“Iya, yes ... was Kak Ica the same Om Arkan? But why not be, huh? I'm forgetting?”
“Say the memory is sharp?” sergeant Devan. “Eh if this problem may be yes because you are still a child do not understand why Arkan not be the same Ica, and finally Ica was engaged to Satria, keep the end the same as me. Crazy not to get her from Junior High, likes a lot, use the event I married first, she failed to marry twice?”
“It's the same now as me? Little boy who always rampages if you long time no return from Japan!” cut Nadia open.
“Udah so just go home to eat ice cream together buy a book, try not? It feels like cake fooled only a child. But I like, I love you so much, you are my own sister's cake,” Devan said.
“Kan I did ngeselin? But ngangenin, right? The proof must be coming home, right , even though I m noteselin, you still miss me?” said Nadia.
“Iya it. Because I love you, Mama Nadia ... My little doctor ma'am ..” Devan said by kissing Nadia's hand.
Nadia used to always take Devan to play doctor. He's the doctor, Devan's the patient. “You remember, when I was your patient and I pretended to be dead?” devan asked considering that time, when Nadia was a child, maybe just entered SD.
“Iya remember, remember once. I cry but you do not wake up, until your father wakes up,” replied Nadia chuckled.
“So much you, the dead lie you cry hysterically,” Devan said.
“You've finished, pretending to be dead! Do I not have anyone who loves me?” nadia said annoyed as she remembered that.
“Continue it, I was not allowed to go home, just because I was afraid to die really,” said Devan chuckled. “You asked me to stay, three days anyway? Until I postpone my departure to Japan. You're the only one who made me look up to you. I was not that close, but when Keenan's parents died, I was close to him.”
“Iya, that time until mother and father persuaded me, so as to allow you to leave for Japan,” said Nadia.
“You really are, Nad .. I swear I did not go home kangen really, go home mengeselin, want to leave again dangisin? Heavy to know if you want to go back to Japan? The boy left behind to become a TKI abroad. Very hysterical when crying, when I stayin?” devan recalls Nadia's childhood. “Now, you are my wife. Huh .. Destiny is unpredictable, Nad? From being a nephew, to being a sister-in-law, to being a second wife, and now my only wife, whom I love, I love, I don't want me to lose you, Nad.” Devan pulls Nadia's hand, hugging her tightly.
“Originally you don't hurt me anymore, yes I won't go?” said Nadia.
“Will not, Darling?”
“Gak perk also we already have a grandson yes, Pa?” said Nadia.
“Yes, the world is so fast turning. I think just yesterday I saw you enter SD, enter Junior High School, continue to college, fiancee with Keenan, uh end-end so my wife?” devan.
“Our love story is full of tears once huh, Pa? I impregnated you first, chided you, exiled in your house, expelled, finally picked up again?”
“Your discussion is, Ma ... time is collected? More precisely I ask you again, that was me through a tough test, wear all competing, Fatih does not want to be the same me?” devan.
“Yes will be discarded, yes picked up!” hatch Nadia.
“Don't be upset? You're tired, aren't you? Wanna rest? All prayers maghrib?” bring Devan.
“Boleh, give the code first to Om Arkan, let me know, while nyari mosque, pray, continue to eat, continue again,” said Nadia. “I'm hungry, Pa,” he added.
“Iya later we all eat,” Devan replied.
Devan gave Arkan a code, if he wanted to find a mosque, to pray and rest for a while. Arkan agreed, because from earlier Thalia also wanted to rest. He said he was hungry.
After walking a few kilometers, they finally found a mosque. They parked their bikes, took off their helmets, jackets, and glasses.
“Aduh ... My waist is sick, Ma?” devan.
“Tuh right? Still strong, right? Still three hours more said Om Arkan?” nadia was a little worried.
“Constrate, time no? Yes, only last time did not rest, so yes, no problem papa is still strong, calm down. Don't worry, don't be that manyun, later papa bite your lips,” said Devan.
“That's not it, Pa! How am I not worried anyway? You said your waist hurts?” said Nadia.
“Not to worry, Nad. I also have a sore waist,” said Thalia.
“Ya reasonable, pain. Me too huh? Pegel is not sick,” Arkan added.
“Kok me ?”
“You are still young, Nadia .. your age has been decades with us!” thalia Tukas.
“Maybe anyway? Yes already for prayer, it was foraging, I was hungry,” invited Nadia, with a road ngeloyor first.
“Tuh, the sun is still leaking him, the road is still hard, this is my waist hurts, Pi!” thalia. “Pegel ...”
“Enak aja bocil, he already has three children, just like you, Lia? Both have grandchildren too,” protest Devan.
“Ya right if not leaked what? Is he still a kid? It is so much the same age as usa?”
“She dong .. She's my little wife. Again hot-hot him,” said Devan.
“But no lecherous, Dev!”
“It's been a gini, Arkan! Let's pray first, later Maghrib time runs out,” invite Devan. Devan follows Nadia who is taking off her shoes.
“You continue on the road, or rent a car only?” bargain Arkan.
“Gak dong, go ahead. The most responsibility is a few more hours?” answer Thalia.
“Iya, but if you have a really sore waist we just find a car how?” ask Arkan.
“Not working, Papi ...”
“Ya already yuk pray first, we find out we are looking for food. Papi is also hungry,” bring Arkan.
Arkan walked while embracing his wife. Arkan is actually also tired, sore all his joints. But, because she was excited to meet her grandson, she did not feel any of that.
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Alana is still accompanying Ardha who is completing her office duties, with Iwan. They gather in the middle room. Alana noticed the two friends who were busy doing their office duties.
It's been almost ten o'clock in the evening they haven't finished with their work. Ardha had come home early, so his job was taken home, while Iwan, he needed Ardha's signature, so he went to Ardha's house, while he helped Ardha do his job.
They heard the sound of a motor sport in front of their house. Ardha also saw there was light from the motorcycle lights. “It looks like there's a motorcycle in front, huh?” ardha.
“Iya, Ar. Who are the nights coming? How to use a motorcycle? Like the sound of a motorcycle, like a motor sport?” Iwan.
“He's right, Wan? Who is it?” Ardha is getting stronger.
“Yes, who is visiting here on a motorcycle? It's ten o'clock tonight, Mas?” alana.
“That meal, Mas was curious too, Lan? Let's see?” bring Ardha.
“Mas if criminals how?” ask Alana.
“The villain anyway? It's impossible, Lan!” Iwan.
“Each of us carefully look at it?” ardha.
Ardha looked over the window first. Slowly he opened a little window curtain, Alana and Iwan behind Ardha.
“Gosh ... papi ... The lan! Your father too!” Ardha was surprised to see the arrival of his parents and in-laws, and in turn, Alana was also so.
“Yes pardon .. they are using the motor anyway to here?” alana.
Alana and Ardha opened the door. Ardha shook her head looking at her papi and mama like young people. From Jakarta to Yogyakarta by motorcycle.
“Feel young huh, Pi, Mi? What if waist cramps? Papi sama mami don't have a car anymore, huh?” ardha. “Mau Ardha buy it? How to use a motorcycle here? The danger is mi, pi? Papi sama mami is not a young man anymore?” ardha.
“Yes, papa same mama too! Does your mom have a car anymore? Does papa often have back pain? Even here on a motorbike? Later if there is anything how to try?” alana said with worry.
“Aduh om ... aunt .. once-dangerous old motorcycle ride from Jakarta to Yogyakarta?” Iwan.
They shook their heads, looking at each other, because their children were nagging, plus the ravings of Iwan. “What did I say? Their first reaction was nagging!” arkan.
“Where am I not nagging, Pi? It's too dangerous once, Pi!” ardha.
“Yes, papi samapa is recalcitrant huh?”
“Yes they are indeed recalcitrant, Lan?” thalia.
“This was not asked to go in?” devan protests.
“Oh yes, come papa, mama, papi, mami, whose soul is still young soul, please enter ...” Alana said, inviting them in. Alana flanked by her mom and dad. Alana's hands were holding her mom and dad.
“Do not repeat again, Papa .. I do not want papa and mama why-napa,” said Alana worriedly.
“Papa's really okay with mama, right? We okay?” devan.
“Iya anyway? But, already. Just this once, huh?” alana.
“Iya, Darling,” Devan replied.
“Alana prepare warm water for bathing mama-papa and papi-mami, yes?” alana said after taking her mom and dad to the room they used to stay overnight when at Alana's house.
“Iya, later but take a shower, let the muscles not stiff first,” Devan replied.
Ardha also still nagging in front of his mother's papi. He really did not expect papi and his mother to use a motorcycle from Jakarta to Jogja. Just use the car sometimes Ardha feel tired, sleepy, and others, this is his mami-panya use a motorbike?
“Have you mi, pi? Just this once. Papi sama mami is no longer young blood. I'm so worried, Pi. Shocked to see papi sama mami up here on a motorcycle?” Ardah.
“It's not just this once, we just want to remember our youth, Ar. Don't worry so, Ar? Did we get here safely and well?” arkan.
“Definitely nih papi sama mam not saying goodbye to Kak Lina or Kak Zhafran?” ask Ardha.
“Iya the hell we're not alone? Afraid they won't, too,” replied Thalia.
“Tuh really? Mom! Yes obviously they do not get papi sama mami motoran here?” Ardha. “From home last hour, Pi?” ask Ardha.
“Jam six in the morning anyway, less in fact,” replied Arkan.
“The rest is many times, so it was a long time,” added Thalia.
“Salut anyway, mami papiku who already wants head six can still motoran from Jakarta to Jogja? Rarely know, Mi, Pi?” Ardha.
“It's called true riders, Ar. From the first papi with your father-in-law, touring hobbies, papi to Jogja four times using a motorcycle,” show Arkan.
“Hmm .. I like touring also lazy me, Pi! Absolutely tired of course!” Ardha.
“Yes that you are now busy working, try if it has been to your papi and papa-in-law, saturated at home, all his company has been handled son-in-law, yes want what else? Kangen touring yes finally all here, mumpung no destination, see posterity here,” explained Arkan.
“Ya already papi, mami rest first, I want to make tea first, later if already tired new bath,” said Ardha.
Ardha came out of her parents' room. She meets Alana who is busy making warm drinks for her parents and in-laws.
“However, our parents young soul is still thick yes, dear?” ardha.
“Iya, don't know what I'm worried about anyway?” alana.
“Nobody told you the same Brother Zhafran what's Kak Lina again?”
“Ya same mas? Mama papa also didn't say the same brother kok?” alana.
Ardha took a cell phone in his pocket, he wanted to call his brothers to tell him that his mother's papi to Jogja, to his house using a motorcycle with his iron.