Damar (Not) For Wulan
Damar's Regret

Wulan swallowed her saliva heavily. He tried to think hard to find the right reason.

"I .. I met a friend who had just come to Jakarta, Sir. The time to go home was stuck." His head lowered deeply, not daring to look at the manager's face. His hands were clutching each other with the tote bag he was holding. His heart beat fast.

"Why did he meet? Wouldn't meeting holidays be possible?" The man investigated.

"There's a message from my mother in the village, sir. That's why we met. Sorry, sir."

"Because you're late, you're forced to have your pay cut by an hour. Now, get back to work!" Mr. Roni—manager coffee shop has decided.

"But, sir ...."

"No but-but! Work back soon! Put it in that tote bag locker!' tell Mr. Roni.

Wulan nodded weakly, her legs running limp towards the locker. He put the tote bag containing the bag into his locker. His sling bag was put in the tote bag when he was riding the ojek.

The woman walks over to help the barista. Wulan is still in the process of training to be a barista in the coffee shop. If the visitor is crowded, then he must be waiters in front. If the visitor began to be quiet as now, then he returned to the barista place.

On the other hand, Damar has arrived at a public university in Jakarta. He is currently twenty-six years old, working as a lecturer assistant as well as undergoing a thesis at the same university. Damar goes into class to replace the lecturer's presence. The students there, many approached Damar. Unfortunately, Damar is not interested in some of the centile and odd girls like them. Especially if they are constantly clinging to just seduce him. For Damar, such a girl would never be his girlfriend.

Damar goes into a class and fills it with material he has prepared to replace the absent lecturer. Some girls don't focus on what Damar explains. They only focus on the face of the assistant lecturer. After he was done with his task, the assistant lecturer hurried to go outside the room.

"The room!" call someone with a force. A girl who took the same course as Damar.

Damar stopped, his body spinning in direction. Seeing the approaching Susi.

"Have you been learning?"

"Yes, that's why I'm going back now. This afternoon."

They both walked together.

"Gue numpang dong. I can't pick it up."

"Lho ... Where's zayn? You guys aren't coming home together?"

"Males ah, don't talk about him. I am nebeng ya." Lusi does not want to talk about Zayn—.

"Yes .. hunt! But, I got off at the intersection of the complex huh. Can't get in the alley, the car's a hard puter."

"Let's just be calm, I don't want to repotin' you either." They headed for the parking lot, Lusi immediately got into the car. Damar has started the vehicle engine. The car drove fast, overtaking several vehicles in front of it. Damar should go home soon and rest for a while because later tonight must meet with friends one tongkrongan.

Not for half an hour, Lusi went down where Damar mentioned earlier. A smile was clearly etched on the lips of the woman. Damar's vehicle moved back to the main road.

Kriiiinngg

The phone rang loudly, making the man's concentration crumble.

"Is this worm calling everything?" The man is upset.

Damar had to answer his friend's phone call. He put an airpod in the ear hole.

"Woi, Bro... later tonight to the usual place!"

"To where is Mutia's sister?"

"Can't you, if you choose somewhere else? You guys hang out at my sister's."

"Not thank you because we are also selling trading sister Elu. Uh, even ngusir. You're a real bad-ass sister."

"Bacot, dahlah .. I'm driving again." Without further ado, Damar severed the call unilaterally.

Damar violently released the airpod and threw it in the next chair. Before long, his house that was not too luxurious but large and spacious had been seen. The house fence opens automatically after he honks the car horn.

The man immediately got out of the car, stepping casually towards the entrance of the house. No one was seen inside the house, he quickly climbed the stairs.

"Damar, instead of saying hello even nyelonong." Ms. Dina—Manya reprimanded the child who was on the stairs.

"Males, there wasn't that guy." Damar immediately climbed the stairs again.

"The room! Cepet bath, Maghrib prayer, after that down dinner. Don't be late, remember that!"

"Yes Mam. Don't be made clear anymore." Damar does not like to be treated like a teenager by his mother.

"Children, stay cool and stiff. I'm like a dried kanebo." Though in the mind of the mother, she just did not want her children late for dinner.

Damar undressed then threw it in the corner of room— where there was a dirty laundry basket. Adhan Maghrib sayup-sayup. Hurry up, he goes into the bathroom.

Before long, the man carried out the obligation. Wearing a shirt, jacket and jeans. After dinner, he went to hang out with his friends.

"Lho, you just came down alone? Where's sister?" ask the Mother. Damar just sniffed his shoulders without answering any questions.

"Papa, Damar was very happy with his brother and sister. Time yes, Selena whose room next to her own doesn't see." The mother complained.

"Emang Damar don't see Selen, Mom. Haven't come home yet." The man sat in his chair as usual.

"Where are you going? Maybe Selen's ajang went with Kak Muti."

"Udah, don't make a fuss! Let's eat first then. How long do they have to wait? Mama, too, should call her kids." Papa Damar is the mediator.

Aunt has arranged the dishes on the table. The mother was holding rice for her husband and son.

"Wait first! Sorry, we're late." Selena and Mutia gasped. They put their backpacks on empty chairs.

"Where are you guys from? My mom said, I can't be late for dinner. If we can we should always have dinner together every night." The mother was upset to see her two daughters.

"It's the same with Mbak Mutia's girlfriend, it was Ma." Selena reasoned.

"Sorry, Ma. Kelvin was picking no shoes at all." Mutia grinned wide.

"You should wash your hands first, when you want to eat immediately? Even with spoon makeup, hands should be clean." The mother gave the order to her two daughters.

The two of them said, Damar just smiled a little at the cute faces of his two brothers.

"Boom, when did you have a boyfriend? When did you know him to us?" Hearing the question that was thrown from his mother, made Damar distraught.

"Eh ... That's, actually it's-," Damar doesn't know should give a proper reason.