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RM226'S CHAT. Jester
Givan had just finished his bath and had just left the house by drying his hair with a small towel. He was wailing, watching the house of his children who looked lonely. By the time the Maghreb was approaching, he knew his son must be in their homes waiting for Maghrib time.
"Hi, Bang." Gavin got up from his seat on the porch of Chandra's house, waving his hand towards his brother.
Givan asked the question with his chin gesture. He walked to the side of his house, to put the little towel. Then, he wore a t-shirt that was draped over his shoulder.
"What, Bang? Dad, why?" givan asked his son.
"Well, where the hell is it? Dad means I'm calling?" Chandra was a little suspicious of the red pias that was near his father's junkyard.
"Sleep earlier. What's up?" Givan was still standing before the two of them.
He deliberately did not answer his son's call. Because he understood, the concentration of the two of them would be disturbed. Then later, it is not impossible that he must start from the beginning again.
"You go to Izza. It's dark now, I'm lazy to go." Chandra undoes his intention to visit his girlfriend's house.
"Tomorrow to go home from school, bring me here. How many times a week do you play with him?" Givan was still watching his son sitting next to his brother.
"Every day I meet at school, once a week I don't want to play there," I'm honest Chandra.
"Send me to play here again." Givan sat down next to his son.
"Yes, Dad. I have a camping event at school on Saturday night Sunday, Dad."
Gavin did not join the chat of father and son. It still delves into its complexity, to settle one by one the remains of his heart.
"Yes, can. Don't keep one tent with Izza." Givan knew it wouldn't be possible if it were an event from school.
"Yes no, Dad. Ten people tent. If the male student is the same as the male, the female student is the same as the female. Put on that big tent, Dad. The one from the tarp, keeps newly made tents." Chandra doesn't know for sure.
He had no taste for the event, if not his school program. He does not want to participate in the event, but his nature must follow all.
"Yes, I know. Father son Scout used to be. Often camping, sleeping in a tent. Father active in post-secondary education is still Junior High School, fitting this lazy High School. Fatty, because the school is full day. If you get it, it'll be a Sunday show. Time to rest at home, even exculpation. So, I'm lazy." Givan recalls his tiredness in High School. He himself asked to enter High School at that school, but he himself complained a lot.
"Dad was dating."
Givan was gawking at his son. A little concern for his son, if his son knows how his bad habits first.
"Times?" Givan was confused as to what he wanted to respond to, he was quite panicked here.
"Yes proof that I was Junior High there was already a series to women, the cake Dad so too."
Gavin's turn to sound, he laughed so content to hear the answer of Givan's second child. "Greaten a little, sit in the coffee shop. Everyone is ready to tell me your father's disgrace first" Gavin added.
"When you know what you want, Mr Cheque? What I don't see in my eyes, I don't want to imitate, except my conscience. What appears in the eyes, the cake of good things, good excellence, surely I try to imitate, because where know bring success in the future I will. Especially later I, with a myriad of assets and responsibilities from Dad. I definitely have to sample the things I know about Dad's success, so that the results of his business fit in the hands of me not bankrupt." Chandra said with a straight forward look.
"Who knows how many assets?" Givan straightened his son's hair.
Chandra turned to his father, who was styling his hair. "Dad's just got kids, I don't have pets like cats or tigers."
Gavin made an amused laugh himself. The bag seemed contagious, Givan joined in laughing with his sister.
"Damn you!" maki Givan looked down with a light laugh.
"Dad's burden of the Hereafter is also later." Hearing Chandra's addition, Gavin was more satisfied laughing.
"Who do you know the burden of the afterlife?" givan asked quietly by embracing his son.
"It's the wife's sin, the father's responsibility." Hearing his son's answer, Givan was bearded. He felt his son's speech was not wrong, he felt his son's speech was not wrong too. He felt his son was smart enough.
"If his wife sins against her husband, what does her husband also bear? It's not so, Gam. The sin of the wife who does not pray, does not fast, but the husband is silent. That is what her husband will hold her accountable. Not all sins of the wife, her husband who is responsible. That's why in hell there are more women. Because even if she's a wife, she's still a sin." Gavin shakes a little of his knowledge to his nephew.
Givan patted his son on the shoulder. "Tuh dengerin Pak Cek who six years mondok in pesantren. Hence, Father ranting biyung should pray should fast."
Chandra turned to look at his father. "But Father himself does not fast."
His laughter was so loose, Gavin was quite amused sitting together with them.
"Yes, I'll study full." Givan was a little embarrassed of himself being made fun of by his son.
"I'm from fourth grade, I'm already fasting full. Father of forty, just started fasting full." Chandra bobbing head.
Gavin crumpled, until patted the concrete pole supporting the terrace that stood firmly beside him. It was hard to let down his laughter, because it felt so laughable.
"Wildamah! I've been cheating on you from before. Just make emotions." Givan showed his anxious expression and was like he was about to pinch his son's cheek tightly.
Without a second thought, Chandra ran away and went into his house. He saved himself, with a crisp laugh that he could not bear.
Givan could only shake his head, seeing his brother so content to laugh at him that he hugged a concrete pole.
"Abang's worried you're crazy. You were so moody, now you can't stop laughing." Givan shifted his seat, then he grabbed Gavin and patted his brother on the knee.
"Abang the same son Abang, joking continuously from earlier. I laugh for a reason, not a sudden laugh." Gavin muffled his laughter, glancing cynically at his sister-in-law.
"Oh, is it? It's good that you laugh means." Givan shook his embrace to his sister.
"It's not a private place, it's like a cup of coffee, Bang," Gavin later said.
"Two dong. Let's go into the house, later you ask brother-in-law to make it. But you're staying to pray for a while, right?" Givan got up and cleaned his seat.
"I'm going to pray." Gavin was like a child, who started to weigh on his brother when his brother wanted to go play.
"Come, come. We pray together." Givan took his sister inside his house.
He knows enough if his brother needs a friend. He quite understood, if his sister needed a friend to tell a story. He knows enough, if his sister's mind is so stressed right now.
However, he could not come as a friend. He wants his own brothers who are looking for him and feel the need for his role. Even if he came to his sister, he was worried that his good intentions were even responded to less well because of the chaos of his sister's mind.
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