LET'S DIVORCE!
Deja Vu
Kelana Besari grew up in a troubled family, she was not a broken home child, nor was she one of the spruce family circle. How to say it, starting from the Papa, Sutopo, the head of his small family is temperamental, bipolar, or somehow Kelana describes it. Sutopo sometimes looks like a demon, sometimes like an angel falling from God's paradise. Especially when the financial atmosphere of the house or other things are deteriorating in the house Sutopo does not hesitate to yell and yell at Mama, throw all the mistakes and make everything that happens as if the fault of Mama, Mama, even a crazy person knows it's Papa's fault.
While Mama Mentari is just a village woman who is less fortunate to establish a household with strange men like Papa, Mama is actually just a woman who wants simple happiness, but she is very happy, like her children do not lack nor does her husband play women, Mama never sues Papa for fancy things, she said, but Papa's attitude that sometimes vent everything to Mama makes Mama equally often change at any time at home there is a problem. Mama will cry and curse Papa when Papa is fed up and goes away from home for a while.
As an only child who lived and stayed at home all his life Kelana was really fed up, sometimes when when Mama and her Dad started fighting, Kelana wanted to just trigger the word divorce to the Mama, she said, but the word was simply swallowed when the next day Mama and Papa behaved as usual, even sweeter than any family. That crazy cycle actually almost made Kelana insane.
The good news is that the economic condition of their families gradually improved when Kelana became a donor of household cash, at least the scale of quarrels in their homes rarely occur when the atmosphere of the house feels lighter, at least, no more Papa who was angry and accused Mama wasteful, or Mama who tormented the mind because of the work of Papa.
As a result of all that, Kelana threw away her dreams to get married. For him marriage is only an event to complicate his own life, Papa who still adheres to the Patriaki also makes Kelana bored, if married only makes him confined in the trap of his husband, Papa who still adheres to the Patriaki also makes Kelana jester, to the death Kelana will not surrender herself to anyone.
***
"Na, breakfast first." Mama emerged from the kitchen with two bowls of vegetables in her hands, that morning the sun was so warm, as warm as the smile of Mama who greeted Nana that morning.
Nana rubbed her still blurry eyes as she had just woken up from sleep, the 25-year-old woman came down from the second floor in cutely patterned pajamas, when she arrived at the dinner table, Nana let go of her head as she looked at Mama who was busy transporting vegetables and cutlery, "What cooking, Ma?"
"Dripping. You're on a diet, right? Mama put your salad in there," said Mama pointing at the bowl of salad right in front of Nana's head that was chuckling on the table, "Well you skinny rich how else, Na? Mulu's diet."
After making sure the ride was over, Mama bobbed her head at the face of her only child's pillow, "Wash your face first, girls!!"
"Males, uh! If you wash your face later no longer drowsiness, this abis Nana wants to sleep again," refused Nana raw, but, the woman lazily turned her head and grabbed the bowl of vegetable salad that looked like a premium version of goat food, for a moment Nana moaned, she was tired of the low-calorie food actually.
"If you diet a thousand years also if your mageran and sleep hours messy continue, your body will never be healthy, Na." Mama blabbering, she no longer knows how to remind her son, even though Nana is a scholar, surely more know a healthy lifestyle more than herself who is only a graduate of Elementary School.
"It's good to not be happy for what?" Nana said, when she wanted to scoop her salad, Mama held her hand.
"Don't eat first, Papa hasn't eaten yet, we're eating together."
"Eat the meal, Mom." Nana glared, "what awaits Papa mulu."
Mama nicks Nana's forehead not too hard, her husband and her child are like a cat dog, Nana who is always cynical and Papa who is always offended and considers disrespecting her, so often the child and the father did not get along, Mama sometimes concluded that fighting and insinuating each other is the language of love between the two.
"Bentar doang, Papa pamit came out earlier, he said there is important business next door." Mama also sat in front of Nana while pouring water, her words even made Nana's forehead wrinkle.
"Next to? That empty house?" Nana suddenly covered her mouth in horror, "Astaghfirullah, Ma! Let's run, Papa there must be nothing to the devil there!"
Yoke!
"FATHER!!" Nana glared at Papa who nonchalantly pulled the chair between Nana and Mama, then sipped a glass of water from Mama's glass.
"If my concussion keeps dying how?!"
"Good, Papa can make another child."
"But!" Nana stared in disdain at Papa, "Kaya is still able to reproduce!"
Hearing that, Papa did not want to lose, the man looked at his child lightly, "From you, still able to reproduce but no partner who wants to reproduce with you. You old virgin."
"Maaaa .." The woman was frustrated, not expecting her father, she looked down while squeezing her hair, then looked up and looked up at her parents.
"Say me?? I'm a pick-up boy, right? Tell me where I'm at?!!!" he said annoyed, instead of getting a serious response, Papa laughed, while Mama confused how to.
"Lho, just realized? Papa accidentally found you while hunting pigs in the forest of Kalimantan, at that time you cry the sound 'khok khok' Papa shocked, kirain wild animals, it turns out piglets."
Nana bit her lower lip angrily, the woman stood up from her chair and walked away from there in a big step, "same pig!"
***
This is where Nana is now, holding a box of cookies for Mama and her pajamas that have not changed, the woman presses the bell repeatedly. Papa said the house that had been empty for 15 years beside them was the arrival of residents, and Nana had to deliver the sponge given by Mama as a sign of self-introduction. Though Papa was from here this morning, and Nana had no intention of getting acquainted at all. If not Papa who put the speaker in front of his room and play dangdut songs with crazy volume until he woke up and obeyed his orders, Nana will not want to use her feet to deliver to a house that is still impressed like a haunted house.
"Just a second!"
From inside there, Nana could hear the masculine voice of an adult male, without a care she regained her senses at the gate while wiping her forehead which was not sweating at all, she said, under the sun that morning Nana felt she was already as pitiful as the coolies working broad daylight under the scorching sun.
Cklek!
Nana turned her head towards the small door next to the main gate, as if a mature man in a white T-shirt was coming out from there, Nana could smell the dense scent of dust stuck around the man.
As the man walked closer Nana hardly felt the mass of sponge cake perched on her hands.
For the sake of Na Jaemin and her most charming smile Nana had ever seen, Nana was fascinated by how the man pulled the two corners of his lips away from each other, then formed a beautiful arch that revealed beautiful teeth behind him.
That smile made him deja vu.