IMPLANTED APPLICATION [EXTREME PROPOSE]
[27] Don't Be Like Papa

The phone call finally sounded. Nina took a breath after a greeting came to her hearing.

“Asalamelaikum, Tea?” It was the voice of Solehah who picked up the phone.

“Waalaikumsalam. Sol, are you healthy? There's the same mom Abah, isn't there?”

*“*Alhamdulillah Tea, I'm healthy. Ada, briefly Sol love his hape first, yes.” Said the little girl. Silence for a few seconds until finally the voice of the mother appeared in his hearing.

“Asalamelaikum*\, Tea?”*

“Waalaikumsalam. Mak, how are you?” Ask Nina sumringah,

“Alhamdulillah good. Needing healthy? What's up, Tea?”

“Neighbor Mak. Here, Teteh is entrusted with Mama Elsa's mandate to list guests who will come later. Actually it has been a long time, almost ten days ago Mama Elsa asked for names from Teteh, but because for people in the village must use a print invitation, Mama asked for the info immediately. Teteh already wrote all friends Teteh, later sent him an online invitation. While not all of our brothers understand online invitations, or fear of being impolite, so Teteh has not listed all and want to ask for help Mom help list right, yes?” Nina Pinta.

“Oh so .. Yes already, later Mum records anyone, Trus Emak send via Ipul yes photo. How are you there, Tea? Healthy?”

Nina smiled after the question warmed her up.

“Alhamdulillah healthy Mak, now it's done the business of fitting clothes and some other things that are all taken care of Mama Elsa. For the family the clothes have also been prepared. Later our family clothes are given about two days before the event, when Mother and sisters come to Jakarta.”

“Alhamdulillah then. Mom's not really good, Tea, same Miss Elsa. Bother him all.”

“Iya, Teteh is also not good, but Alhamdulillah kok Mak, it's done all because of wearing a wedding organizer too, not too bothered. If precisely Mother helps take care of it, she is afraid to be more bothered because it is far there. We will have the wedding in Jakarta, because each of us has many friends here, and relatives from the village also have several people in Jakarta, right, Mak ..”

“Iya yes .. Yes already, you are in good health there until the event. Mother closed first yes, Teh ... There was a moment's business with Bi Ela. Yes, Tea .. Assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam.”

Nina stared at her phone for a moment. For almost a month, relatives have often asked about the wedding, how the preparations have been done, until Mama Elsa who takes care of all the needs of her marriage.

He didn't expect to have everyone bother to take care of him. This is indeed the first experience, and it turns out like this it feels like taking care of marriage amid various things still surrounding his days. That means the script, the arrival of Muhadi as a friend of his stockholme syndrome or Dirga who showed some reaction during their recent meeting.

Nina feels grateful even though she still has a little fear about how she will be after marriage.

*

In less than a week the marriage will be carried out, but Dirga can not take leave first because his work already has a schedule that cannot be changed as he pleases. Although the work entry schedule is six-one—six working days, one holiday—still occur, but Dirga has taken it a few days ago so now he must stick with his duties as a public transportation service worker.

Dirga was ready with his uniform and his best smile in front of the room mirror, as well as his clean face with firm curves, even his hair was trimmed neatly.

The sound of knocking on the door and Mama who was heard from outside shifted her activities to adore herself.

There-there was this him.

"A'S'? Ready already?" Ask your mom from outside. Once again glancing at her clothes, Dirga opened the door of the room.

"Already Ma. Yuk, down." Take her to hold her shoulder with a backpack on her shoulder.

Arriving below, Dirga directly occupied the dining table chair above which had presented dishes for breakfast.

"When are you back?" Ask your mom when she sits in front of you.

"Maybe two days before the wedding, Ma."

Mama nodded.

Dirga secretly chuckled anxiously to see Mama who was getting busy just taking care of her marriage.

"It may be about three to five days, at most one week." Dirga Bright.

“Good, Mama does not want to hear yes at the wedding later suddenly you are told to change shifts like that time. Remember, A’, it's a wedding now! An important day you can't repeat. Please pay attention to that.” Firmly Mama while pouring rice on her plate.

“Mama makes Aa’ so feel unable to accept the reality. Can not yes Aa’ live with others besides Mama, while everyday we spend time alone?” Suddenly said.

Mama seemed convinced.

“Of course, A’. Surely you can. Nina is also a woman, we are the same, only her status and position in your home will be different from Mama. Even so, you must remember, one thing we both have in common. Both need to be appreciated and loved. Because Nina also has to avoid everything she went through with her family, by choosing to accompany you both in love, and later if there is suffering. Please take good care of him, yes .. Mama knows you're a good and responsible child.” Mama with a look towards her.

Dirga knows if later he will live a different life than before, although Mama will always be nearby, all will still be different from what Dirga went through so far. He did not want to cry, although it felt like the eye was full of feathers that were ready to flood his cheeks, but if with Mama, Dirga could never cover everything.

In the end he remains human, there is no difference whether he is male or female, because both have feelings. Even Dirga who knows has lowered his head while wiping the end of his eyes with the index finger.

“Eh .. How does your child cry? Aa’ mah ... Why cry anyway? Mama wants to cry too!” Mama approached him, giving Dirga a no-brainer hug. Delivering warm affection that is solid even though there is no father's touch in the course of adult life of an Aerospace.

Ah yes ..Papa.

For a moment Dirga forgot the man who made Mama do not want to open the door of the room after knowing the reality that there is in the middle-aged man—Dirga did not know where the limb Papa.

Dirga not never felt missed Papa, but the discussion about the man who is identical with the head of the family, as what will be his identity later, as well, it was as if it disappeared after all his daily life and his life was no longer filled by him. Dirga was honest that he did hate Papa, although he could not deny that the presence of the man he often wanted, but it only made him sicker and miss. Because in the end he never appeared again in his life after the divorce of Mama a dozen years ago.

Mama took off her hug while rubbing her cheek. Dirga no longer crying, he tried to become stronger after venting the feelings that had surrounded him all this time.

“Hopefully Aa’ can take responsibility and be the head of the family who can protect all members of his family. Healthy-healthy keep yes, A’.” Mama said with a smile.

“Amin, hopefully Aa’ can do that yes, Ma. Oh yes, Aa’ so remember one other thing, Ma.” Pause Dirga.

Waiting for Mom's reaction.

“What, A’?”

“Aa’ knows that in marriage a man does not need a guardian, who is his father or uncle. But Papa ... he never existed in Aa’'s life as an adult. Aa’ knows Mama keeps angry with Papa, but .. because it's a special day Aa’, Aa’ want to invite Papa, Ma. It's okay, right? Yes ... Aa’ knows that Papa left many painful marks for Mama, Aa’ also does not like his behavior on that one, but the fact that Papa is still alive … Aa’ thinks he still has to attend his son's wedding.” Dirga stared at Mama.

Mama nodded. He did not deny that the presence of Dirga in this world is certainly not just that he exists without anyone, there is the role of Father who makes him present in this world. Even though he hurt her, he was still the male parent of his son. Mama worried, worried if later the feeling of happiness will momentarily disappear because of seeing his presence that caused trauma.

“Mama knows, Papa you still exist. Yes ... Mama doesn't matter if you want to invite her. He is also your parents. Please invite him, A’.”

Dirga nodded back.

“Iya, Mother. Later Aa’ will contact some of Papa's family to find out where Papa is now. Mama's not mad, is she?” Ask.

Mama shook her head. Although heavy because you have to see it again, but Mama must give everything and hold a moment of anger in her heart.

“Neither, Mama is not angry, as long as Aa’ must always remember yes, lessons from Aa’'s own life, do not be like that man. He could leave us and break his own promise to our marriage, even making his sons lose their father figure. You don't want that to happen to you, do you? You are Dirgantara Mulia Radjasa, not Syahid Radjasa who is not responsible. He will be responsible for his promise at any time. After all, if later you can not be together forever like your Mama and Papa, do not make the children hate you. Because the farewell victim was nothing but your own child. Try not to do such a vile thing huh, A’? Mama trust Aa’.”

Like Papa and what he saw in his own life, as well as the life of Novia who was on the verge of destruction, Dirga learned to be able to hold his words.

Although he does not know how later, at least Dirga wants to try to do his best at this time.