Father of My Son
The Day Before Divan Exists
It's not a hope or a dream, it's never been real. It felt so beautiful that it repeated itself in Bia's dream that night. Before Divan came to this world and Bia still wears her High School uniform, the trip from home to school was spent on Dira motor sport. Except that day.
"Strikes?" ask Bia.
Jemari Dira scratched her hair. Unlike usual, the motor did not turn on even though it had been pressed the starter button. "Likely so. It's been tried from earlier but it's not on."
Dira to watch videos from youtube to fix his own motorbike. Instead of a flame, it's getting worse. "It's up to me, Bi," complained Dira. He walked to the sink that can be provided outside the school building, the goal is that students diligently wash their hands after outdoor activities.
"You're dirty clothes." Bia pointed at Dira's uniform shirt after the man returned. The white uniform turns dirty with oil.
Dira lifts the standard of his motor. "We push into the parking lot." Dira took his motorcycle back to the school parking lot. Bia followed behind with Dira's bag. Arriving at the parking lot, Dira again lowered the standard of the motorbike. "Motor let it be here. We'll just go home by public transport."
Bia nodded. Dira took his bag from Bia's hand. He also forced to take Bia's bag. "Take your bag. Why my bag too?"
"Just take it as an answer tell you to walk," replied Dira. He held his bag on his back while Bia's bag was hugged.
Bia wrapped her arm around Dira's arm. Deliberately Dira makes slow steps to align with Bia. The sky is covered with cloud. The wind blew slowly and felt cold. Sometimes Bia sees her boyfriend's face and then smiles amusedly. If you are alone with Dira, she feels like the luckiest woman.
"The most enviable opposition, nih!" There were the sounds of some men sitting by the side of the road.
Dira and Bia turned around. They were friends at Dira's basketball club at school. "Why?" ask Dira. He stopped walking, and so did Bia.
"Romantic, Dir. Sampe not separate like rainbow cake," commented one of his friends.
Dira laughs. "When looking for a girlfriend, do not look like capital. The important thing is loyal, sweet and make ngakak," replied Dira relaxed. Kontan Bia patted Dira's hand tightly.
"What about you?" ask his friend Dira again.
"Easy! Instead of being killed, I went home first" said Dira. He was still rubbing his sore ass.
Arriving in front of the gate, Dira and Bia were standing on the side of the road. They waited for a taxi. The two also had no contact to call a taxi. They stood for half an hour and the vehicle had not yet passed.
"You're sore, aren't you?" ask Dira. Bia nodded. Her calf was numb. Dira leads Bia to the bus stop. There was one seat left. "Sit here."
Bia looked to the right and left side. "Where do you sit?" bia asked, unable to see Dira still standing. Dira's hand gently rubbed Bia's head. Occasional sunlight peeked when the clouds were blown by the wind. Soon the light was again covered by a new cloud.
"Bas let Bia hold," Bia suggested while pulling her bag as well as Dira's bag. Dira according. He gave Bia and herself a bag. Dira crouched in front of Bia. Some people had already boarded the bus, but they were still holding out there to take a taxi. Not that they don't want to, they don't have a special card to take the bus. In addition, buses do not pass to the housing complex where they live. So it has to be a long way away again.
The sidewalk is filled with dry maple leaves. It is autumn and soon winter is coming. "Wait here" said Dira then left Bia there. The girl was confused as to where her boyfriend had suddenly gone.
Dira came shortly. He had a bag of food and a guitar in his hand.
"Lha, where did you get this?" ask Bia.
"Buy" replied Dira innocently.
The trunks are visible from Bia's head. "If you buy food it's okay. Just a guitar, still time."
"I was with the shop owner. He said the taxi was only operating for about two hours due to the demo" Dira explained.
Bia opened her mouth wide and her eyes widened. "Furthermore demo? Yesterday's student and trader demo."
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