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The next day Dirga was ready with his work equipment. Dirga packed her clothes in a suitcase last night. He will return to work before his leave is over.
The bodo period is the same time that has been officially cut. Want to be used or not, leave permit that has been submitted to superiors can not be withdrawn even before the time concerned has returned to work.
Everything will go according to the time of the leave taken. He was too confused by my mother's request. His ego says to give up, if he stays with Mama any longer, I don't know what he'll do and tell her. Dirga is powerless if you see Mama must be disappointed again.
Maybe a year is enough time not to go home, he thought last night.
Although he had thought about what Mama said about the babysitter, but the bodo time! Dirga did not want to know who he was, as long as he did not know and really so, he was only reluctant to care further.
Tidy with his work uniform as well as a typical machinist hat, Dirga appeared very gallant. One hundred and eighty in height with a balanced weight, Dirga looks proportional from its outward appearance only.
A handsome face is not in doubt, plus a deep dork that is loved by everyone.
Walking gallantly then locking his room, Dirga went down in haste. It's only three o'clock now. The plan is that he will pray at dawn on the road later so that Mama does not know if he left. Although it feels cruel, but his sanity still needs to be thought about.
Anyone who thinks it will not be expected at this age, Dirga attitude does not implement his age.
Again, with the frills of stupidity, he dropped his own image. Escape after a brief argument with the mother that made her even more tired, last night.
Honestly, Dirga is the type of person who sometimes overdoes bring feelings.
Dirga arrived at the bottom two steps. The house is still quiet and clearly confirmed, Mama is still in her room. Walking slightly tiptoed to reduce the chance that the sound of his footsteps would sound loud, he slowly moved towards the garage exit.
Not yet had time to arrive at the garage door, he was actually surprised by the kitchen lights that lit and the smell of cooking that suddenly burst into the nostrils.
Plus ... Mama's there with apron attached nicely to her body.
"Not funny people as old as you want to run away from reality like this, A'." Mama walked towards the table that made Dirga tetiba just turn around to see the motion of the middle-aged woman.
His image will never be good in front of your eyes. The only son he knows is his personality than himself.
"Don't try to escape before you hear Mama's explanation. Mama knows your leave is still five days, Dirgantara." Said Mama while putting some snacks on the plate located on the table.
How did you get up at three this morning?
“Oh yes, Mama woke up, and can not sleep anymore.” Mama added as if giving him his current existence info.
Dirga. He took off the hat on his head, which he then held in his left hand. Walking towards the dining place, where Mama is now sitting looking at him.
Just acting like malin kundang. Dirga could no longer act like this after twenty-six years of being her appendage.
Sitting next to Mama like a child after being scolded. If not in a tense atmosphere, Mama would have laughed out loud seeing the innocent face of her son this early in the morning.
"Dirgantara ..” Mama sighed heavily while kneading her temple slowly. Dirga did not guess, but was sure of what he was expecting now. My mom is under a lot of stress to deal with it.
"You know, Mama asked you to get married not without reason, let alone the daughter-in-law syndrome that is now told by many young people. You think Mama doesn't know? Even Mama knows when you should run after your own little ones, A'." Mama took a pause by sipping her fresh milk. Dirga nailed in her place watching Mama's face.
"Mama just wants to be happy. You and Mama. You know A', Mama's not as healthy as she used to be. Who's age knows? How could Mama still leave you alone? This is not coercion, perhaps a little bit of a genuine request for advice from our religion. Do you understand what Mama means?"
Dirga nodded slowly like a child who understood after being given encouragement by his parents.
"So Mama calmly said now, A', Mama has found the woman. Although he did not say anything after Mama gave him an offer that day. She's not just a babysitter, her name is Nina, we're all together, she's a late-semester student looking for a side job - Mama thinks so."
Dirga understands. Mama has good taste and she herself has described her ideal type.
Dirga cleared his breath for a moment. Maybe this is the end. Give up on Mama's offer if she's the one?
Mama answered with sewot.
"Don't talk as if he's an easy-to-find item, A'! Mama met him at Miss Lilis's house. He just worked there, yesterday it's been two days." Bright Mama.
New people.
"Mom don't be quick to conclude, Ma. Okay, Dirga now agrees with whatever Mama's choice is. But just worked and Mama just got to know, how can Mama be so trusting?" His rebuke forced Mama to rethink her decision.
Mama shook her head while sipping her milk again.
"Mama looked at his eyes, the words that came out of his lips. Regardless of whether he just needs an extra or a main field for school fees, Mama can see that he's a hard worker, A'." Obviously Mama.
Dirga can catch the seriousness of the words of Mama. Some have said that the choice of parents is not far from good. Or perhaps the best in terms of benefits.
Mama is not someone who likes or fits in easily with people. Even Mama never once disliked with someone who was in this complex, until not often through the front of his house and choose another way further.
Even though my mom doesn't hate it.
Hating is not allowed in religion. Especially Mama who was obedient. The reason is unclear, Mama just said she didn't like the guy.
Many people do not believe what Mom said. Until one day the person really showed his true nature. After a problem occurred, the RT was forced to give a warning to the person. Shortly after, the man came out of the compound a few days later.
Luckily he was just a tenant, not a real homeowner.
Since then Dirga also set what type of mother. Mama's a sensitive and alert person.
So there's nothing to doubt. Even though Dirga still hesitates to remember a word that can really flip through the feelings.
Prejudice can often be accurate, but reality is sometimes unpredictable.
That's how he's afraid.
"Mama don't try to know more first, before setting us up?"
Mama shook her head, "You don't believe Mama? You think Mama's messing around the same Mama said? Instead of patronizing because your parents' mother or being born before you, this is what is called instinct" Pause Mama pointed to her right chest.
Dirga knows very well. The beating heart is over there.
"Insting a mother, A'. Mama wants you to be happy and we all are happy. After your Teteh's departure, almost a dozen years ago, Mama got the same fear as you." Lirih Mama makes Dirga heartless.
Dirga sniffed the unpleasant atmosphere of this conversation. Mama refers to a dark story years ago.
"lost. Although all humans will return to the almighty, fear really will not be abandoned. Mama's scared of A'. My mom doesn't want to be left alone anymore. So, do you want to comply with Mom's request?" Pinta Mama.
Calm in place. He still can not be swept away by all the explanations Mama actually. But there is no harm in accepting all the good things that might happen.
Dirga nodded quickly. Leaving behind a smile from Mama's ripe lips.
"Yes, if you think she's the right person. Although Aa’ hesitates because he is a new person Mama met, but there is no harm in trying, right? Order Aa’, be fine when asking her yes, Ma? She is not Dirga who can understand Mama just like that.” Dirga's advice by resignedly obeying the wishes of Mama.
“Iya, A’. Mama wouldn't force him if she didn't want to.” Said Mama makes Dirga could not bear to let the old body continue to feel lonely.
Dirga then squandered Mama's embrace, becoming a mature Noble Aerospace. A Noble Aerospace who is twenty-six years old, not a Noble Aerospace who is seventeen years old.