Not my Man
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Azmi props up her motorbike at moderate speed, occasionally peeking at her daughter's face from the rearview mirror.
There was no conversation whatsoever, he was just focused on riding the old iron horse. Arriving in the courtyard of the house, Azmi stopped the steps of her eldest son who was about to enter.
“Dad needs to talk to you four eyes,” said Azmi lirih.
The middle-aged lung man lowered the standard of the motor, then he sat down on a wooden cot made of bamboo. Cots are right under the cherry trees, they sit side by side. Suddenly the clear circle just fell and immediately Azmi blocked her tears so as not to be seen by the princess.
“Mue, hope Dad can understand Mue.”'s decision The girl bowed to look at her fingers that were grasping tightly because of frenzy.
“Dad hasn't spoken yet, Brother!” azmi said firmly.
Congratulations to me from your father's tantrums, O God. Pinta Muezza at her prayer in heart.
“Why do you prefer to work than college?” asked Azmi softly.
After that incident, this was the first time Azmi spoke as softly as this to the child. Usually he would protest his son's behavior with just three words, but tonight the middle-aged man spoke with a deep heart.
Muezza who was led to give the right answer could only play his fingers while closing his eyelids.
“You're afraid, I'm talking to you like this here?” azmi asked casually without seeing the slightest bit of the child's face.
Nekat Muezza said the thing that he had been silent about.
“Before Mue apologized for taking a decision without asking Dad or Mommy.” The girl shifted so she could look into her father's eyes.
“Kakak ‘kan know, if you want your brother to be a great person. Mommy also has great expectations of Brother, what does Big Brother want to do after graduating High School?” urged Azmi, she wanted her son to be honest.
The eldest son of the Azmi family bit his lower lip, then he gave an answer to the question of the father.
“Mue does this to make your dreams come true. This decision is not merely denying the promise of Mue when Junior High first,” he said while holding Azmi's hand.
“Mue works just want to make extra money to apply to the top universities in the city, Well. It is impossible for Mue to force for this,” he said full of regret.
“Princess father.” Azmi hugged her son while shedding tears.
He really did not think that the child he used to carry is now grown up. The circle dripped on Muezza's shoulders.
“Dad cries?” Taking off his father's hand to see that sad face.
He stared fixed eyeball Azmi who had condensed, besides Muezza realized that his father was getting older.
The line on his forehead looked very deep, revealing that his father had gone through heavy days without complaining. No matter how heavy the rain and sun was, the 52-year-old man smiled as he stroked Muezza's cheek.
“Father please, be a role model for Alif and Juwi. Never waste that poor girl! He's gone through suffering in his neighborhood,” Azmi's message to the firstborn.
There was nothing but silence and listening to his father.
“So I don't know, when did you pick him up?” Muezza shook his head a little, he was curious. However, he could only wait for the father's explanation without asking the slightest question.
“His peers excommunicate him. The words they spoke were heartbreaking, I was very sure the girl was hurt more than us. Please love and protect your two sisters!” pinta Azmi with both palms together.
“What did Dad do? Why are you begging like this? Mue is Dad's son. It's mandatory for Mue to do Dad's mandate, whatever it is!” he insisted firmly.
The serious conversation was cut off when their eardrums heard the whining of Alif who asked to find Azmi.
“See your sister! He always looks for dad in the middle of the night,” Azmi said while carrying his helmet.
“She misses Dad. ‘Kan all day he did not see Dad,” said Muezza who rubbed his cheeks.
“What if Dad goes far and doesn't come back?” Azmi's question raises a big question in Muezza's heart.
“What is Father talking about? Mue won't let Dad go anywhere, period!” broken Muezza beaver.
“Everyone will come back to Him,” point Azmi with his head looking up, “if he says kunfayakun then it happens,” Azmi added while embracing her daughter.
It sounded like an ordinary sentence, but the meaning of Azmi's words added a huge burden to Muezza's heart. The girl will not accept the words of the father who wants to leave them all.
***
There, in a large room, was a man staring at the ceiling of his room.
“What is he currently doing?” ask him on the mute wall.
“Does he still like me? Or is his feeling for me gone? I should have been kind and not so funny to him, but .. It would have caused a very subtle taste. Obviously it's not my style!” regretted in the heart that is not balanced with the brain.
He kept rolling on the bed. Truly enough heartwarming to kill his desire in living life, especially the questions that Mario threw to him last afternoon made him more dizzy.
One side he was already very sure would do that, but on the other hand he did not want to make a split against him and his mommy, his papi. Alun also understood very well the rejection of the big family of the mother, especially her grandmother Wijayanti.
A woman is disheveled and very chatty, if there is a race of speed in speaking. His grandmother will get the first champion in the race.
“No, there's no way I'll tell my truth this time. Mami may fall ill due to shock,” kilahnya in her inner debate.
With the same position, but both hands were held up.
“What should this servant of yours do? Honestly this self is not ready,” he said in concern.
Alun moved from the bed to the bathroom, but his steps stopped when someone knocked on his door.
“Wait a minute!” she screamed lazily from the bathroom doorway.
The burly hand pulled the doorknob and he opened it slowly.
“Lama ih!” barreled Protest with pursed lips.
“Why get in here?” tanya Alun grumbled.
“Ayas knows big secret Brother,” he said with both eyebrows raised.
“R-what secret?” sahut Alun was nervous.
How did he know about this secret? What may be Mario, there's no way the boy never leaked my secrets. Reject the Alun in a throbbing heart.
“Nah loh, Brother diem .. means Brother is anxious!” cibir Laras who had looked excited.