President Cilok
20 Land crocodiles

Damar also obeyed his mother's orders, he sat on the old sofa in the living room. Holy Mother walked to the kitchen, then took cold water to compress her son's wounds.

Then take the medicine box contained in a small cupboard in the middle room. Not lost the sense of annoyance because of the swearing of his mother. Now it's the sister's turn to wake up due to the noise coming from the living room.

"Walahhh-walahh piye Mas Damar lambe(lips) you are? How's ngene?” danum asked, inching to sit beside Damar who was reluctant to answer Danum's question.

Damar was silent, he closed his eyes to avoid further questions from his brother who liked to know his affairs.

"I'm in cuekin ngene(gini) piye jal?” grunts Danum.

The Holy Mother returned with a container of cold water and a small towel and a box of medicine and sat down to the right of Damar.

"How do you wake up?” ask the Holy Mother to Danum.

"Leh piye(gimana) did not wake wong noisily o.” replied Danum leaning his head on the back of the sofa.

"Actually Mas Damar why toh Bu? How to iso ngene(can gini)?” ask Danum, if you want to know more about his brother then he must extract information from the Mother.

"You are your Mas! On asking what? What answer?” said Holy Mother. While squeezing a small cotton towel compressing bruise on the lips Damar.

"Indeed Damar replied what Bu?” the voice of Damar lirih.

"Yes Mom. Mas Damar is rich not admitting that I asked what? What answer?” danum.

"Mas Mu fantasized, if your Mother and Father picked it up.” said Holy Mother.

"Huh! Really t r l a l u!” grunts Danum, staring at Damar with narrowed eyes.

Holy Ma'am then cleaned bruises on the lips of his son that swelled like a stung black bee. Holy Ma'am pressed down violently making Damar groan in pain.

"Arhkkkkkkkrn.... Sick Bu.” cried Damar, seizing a small towel from his mother's hand.

"Shhh... Is Mother vengeful to Damar, because Damar fantasized so?” ask Damar to feel guilty for the mother who gave birth to him.

Holy Mother was silent, something was troubling her mind. Danum saw the mother just silently looked at him with a restraining drowsiness, drowsiness which then became a sad gaze. Slowly Danum switched positions to sit near her mother.

"Mom, don't think about what Mas Damar said, maybe Mas Damar is tired again, or again there is a problem with Ratna,” said Danum, trying to mediate between Brother and Mother.

Holy Mother also felt guilty for supporting her family with difficulties as a single parent. There were floating in both of his eyes, slowly wetting his eyelashes and dripping clear eluh that brought sadness.

"I'm sorry Mom, Nang.” said Holy Ma'am.

Damar looked at his mother, his gaze blank. He did not expect his joke to make his mother's heart hurt. He wants to be a dutiful child, but, in fact, now Damar feels he has become an ungodly child, Damar then approached the Mother and rested at the feet of his mother, Damar,

"Sorry Damar Bu.” said Damar, in front of his mother.

The Holy Mother requested that Damar move while holding her son's arm, but Damar shook his head as he continued to apologize. "Inspect Damar Bu.”

Holy Mother shook her head, "You are not wrong Son, if Mother can give the ocean and all the contents You have given to you.”

Danum widened his eyes, "Death dong Bu!”

Damar dipped his eyes at Danum, "Hushhh. Ngaco the child! Request in petes times yak!”

"Huh what! I am a flea. Who is actually ngaco? Hayo, who? Who!” reply Danum, cold snorting.

Holy Mother again could only shake her head, not to continue her grief. Seeing the debate between his two sons always succeeded in making him develop a smile,

"Wes-wes. Ndang (Already already. Ayok) treat your wounds Nang. If not immediately treated even become an infection.” said Bu Suci.

Damar then turned his face, staring at the shady face of his mother. "Apardon Damar?”

Holy Mother sighed, "Sorry why? Did Mom ever say, if you're wrong?”

Damar shook his head, "Never!”

"Yes already. Here in obati. Keep running out of this, on sleeping.” concluded Bu Suci.

Danum went into his room first, to continue his interrupted dream. While the Holy Mother still accompanied Damar to treat his injuries. The Holy Mother was still curious where Damar got the wound from.

"Jonestly with Ms Nang?” said Holy Ma'am.

Damar who was wearing ointment also stopped the activity of his hand holding glass and ointment, staring at the Holy Mother who sat a meter away from him.

"Opic!” exclaimed Sumi, thinking. And his son again. While Damar is easy to get along with and has many friends.

"Opik who?” feeling unable to find an answer in his mind, made Holy Mother resigned and asked who Opik was.

Again Damar stopped the activity of his hand, he sighed. "Opik who was playing at home at that time, when it was raining wearing a soccer shirt was Bu!” answer Damar, explaining.

"Oh... Opik Alamsyah's. Selamet's son who says you're the owner of the football club!” exclaims Holy Ma'am.

Damar nodded confirming his mother's words.

"So. Why can you fight with him?” ask Holy Ma.

Reluctant to answer about the betrayal done by Ratna and also her football friends. Makes Damar choose to be silent.

But he couldn't, this time he couldn't dodge his mother's question. Either way, his mother should know.

"The same room Ratna broke up Bu.” Damar said.

The Holy Mother looked at Damar with a sad look,

"Patience son, he's not your soul mate. It may be that God is preparing his best mate for you.” a Mother's advice for her child.

"Amin.”

Damar circulated his gaze, staring at the ceiling of his house. It is like painting the sky in a gray sky. A pinch of salt sows wounds but does not bleed.

••

Hearing my voice at dawn, Damar awoke from his dream. He currently has the status of jones, aka singles.

"Anjir...” exclaimed Damar, holding the corner of his lips that were still swollen.

"Wake Mar, if you need to throw your love into the sea.” murmured. He also moved from the bed. Then take a towel and prepare to take a bath and carry out the duties as a Muslim.

After struggling in the bathroom for ten minutes, Damar came out and found Danum sitting on the dining table chair. "Wake up you Num?”

Danum stood up and approached his older brother who was still standing in front of the bathroom door. Looking at Damar's face carefully, "It turns out what I saw semalem is not a dream anyway!”

"Plak ..” Damar slapped his sister's cheek.

"Auw. why on Mas plak my sweet cheeks. Pain tau!” hardik Danum, while holding his left cheek that got tampolan from Damar's hand.

"Let's not dream anymore!”

"No, not Mas. How iso lambemu koyo kecokot boyo? (Kok can your lips get rich into a crocodile bite?)” ask Danum.

Damar does not budge, "Yes, consider this a crocodile!”

"The land crocodile, the Opik. Brengs*k!” he continued in his heart.

"God ... Moso?” Danum.

Beware of his sister's gaze, Damar also removed Danum who was standing right in front of him. "Revelation! I want to pray.”

Danum shook his head, "Hemm.. actually cold the Mas Damar.”.

•

After the morning prayers, with his mother and his sister. Then Damar prepared to do his daily routine, to sell cilok.

Set up a boiler and also install a hose cabulator on the gas. With the help of his mother who also prepared all the necessities of trading cilok for her two children.

Damar was indeed impressed heartless after breaking up. But behind it all, he tried hard to get out of that difficult time.

I wish there was an angel who could heal his bloodless wounds.

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