The Father Boy
ALA100S. Efforts
"Tight as it seems," the father quipped, as I was already sitting next to him who was about to drive.
Pak wa with Bunga in the car owned by Pak wa himself, while I was with the pink car owned by Biyung. Do not ask the car we used to wear, because it was badly damaged by the impact of the blast. Dad has three cars, two of his and this one belongs to Biyung. The only routine used Zio go, the one broken and lives belong to this biyung who routinely used father.
"No, Dad." I sat leaning forward, so that the bulging pants zipper was not visible in father's eyes.
Don't ask for the tightness and pain. It's a risk to be a man.
"You know, same time my own sister did. Go home directly to your wife if so, then even recklessly c*** again." I understand men in general.
"Well, actually I told Izza to come home next week" I said.
"Who? Why?" Dad's voice sounded shocked.
"I'm putting him in his omnya next week, because there's a lot of trouble between me and Izza. Long story long, I was confused where to open the sound from." I kept looking down at my own two feet.
"Yaudah, the story will be long. Dad again drive, Dad's mind was again at work. Later that night just talk, while coffee. Here you want to be escorted to the pond, or to the biyung house?"
Yeah, I'm focused on fish farming in the pond. The results of the pond, similar to those sent to Singapore. So, later if you get results. The proceeds from my pond will be sent to Singapore as well. Counting distributing my own products, my business in Singapore is engaged in the distribution of endemic fish. Not only poignant fish per tail worth two hundred thousand in this area alone, but depik fish which is endemic fish of Lake Laut Tawar is also what I cultivated.
"Babyung's house, Dad. I'm gonna take a break for a day." Yesterday I was off because of Sunday.
"Oh, okay. Which can be arranged, if it is not able to leave it to people. While you haven't been able to pay anyway, tell Daddy's people, pay him anyway from Dad."
Dad's too good. "If so, even I don't know the process and don't lose the fight."
When can I, if I keep telling people?
"Okay, Father's Boy's spirit." Dad patted me on the shoulder.
The distance from the hospital to the house is not long, maybe only about fifteen or twenty minutes. Pak wa's car followed our car. Mr. Wa lowered the flower in front of the fence, I was taken down in front of the fence by my father.
"Let's come back here and bring your stuff. Afternoon maybe, Deck? Because I want to tell Good to bury his son first. This is what he expected from the beginning, right?" Mr. Wa spoke from inside the steering wheel. His car window opened, showing himself sitting at the wheel.
"Dad said I'm still in the hospital, let him feel guilty" Bunga later said.
From the sentence, the incidence of miscarriage is as if because of the ex-husband of Bunga. Flowers seemed not to feel that she was the main cause of her miscarriage. To be honest, I can't believe that the flower is that thick.
"Yes, you're taking a break. Take the medicine in time, you'll have to finish the medicine. Don't eat coconut milk, tell the baby." The car window is closed, with the car tire pack wa moving to go up to this cast-off road.
Pak wa's car drove away, dad's pink car moved away too. They are busy with different purposes.
Damnit damnit! I have to walk behind Flowers again. Why was the back part waving to the touch? I was so tense when I followed him out of the hospital, now I have to be tense again?
Really, with a wife it is not this easy to stand. There must be a physical touch first, there must be movement first.
Ehh, why am I following Bunga to the house. I went straight back, to go to Key's house. It can get crazy my delusion, if it continues to accompany Flowers.
May there be no drama I cheated on with Bunga, or Bunga wants me to make a second. I have this stupid thought, because my n**** cannot be controlled like this.
"Eh, Bang. Where's Brother Key?" When I wanted to knock on the door, Bang Fa'ad opened the door instead.
"Who? He said to wa sir's house. Brother just came home from the problem, just saw WA from him." Bang Fa'ad showed me the screen of his phone.
I don't know what the reading is. My eyes were not that sharp, to see the small writings from a distance of one and a half meters.
"The flower is in the biyung instead. Yaudah and you are here." I sat on the floor of his house. "Make coffee, Bang." I looked up at him who was still in the doorway.
He laughed off. Scramble your head and get into the house. Maybe he thought, sister-in-law instead told sister-in-law.
"Now, you do it too." It sat on my right side, like it formed the pattern of the letter L.
"Cigarettes" Bang Fa'ad put a pack of cigarettes near my coffee cup.
"Not smoking me, Bang." I have never been interested in cigarettes.
I remember once, when Zio learned to smoke. He choked, because he swallowed the smoke. Cigarettes don't make dashing, don't show men, no cool in my opinion. I've had the dream of having muscle mass since Junior High, workout and gym every time I have the opportunity, so I can be gallant right then and there. There was never any desire to smoke.
"Where? Flowers are usually married? Pending lecture, registration is canceled." Even he himself smoked.
"Yes, Bang." I feel bad for spreading disgrace.
"So inget Key was invited to marry, he replied he already had how much money. Until you get closer to yourself." Bang Fa'ad chuckled to himself.
Every relationship has its own story.
"A snob, Bang?" I raised my coffee glass.
"Yes, got mental. But good, not just any man can approach. A man who feels financially enough, must think twice because he's a son of a bellhop."
Kak Key, who was present outside the marriage, was able to carry his descendants as children in the marriage. I was afraid that father's karma would fall on the children in his passages. Because of Key's presence outside the wedding, because of my father's fault. Like, Key is a victim.
"But stay steady same brother Key huh, Bang?" This man was the only one who dared to go into the yard when he drove Mr. Key home from college.
"Alhamdulillah. If your brother says, brother wants me because I'm rich. But actually because Abang sees him as an optimist, chance, obstacle and effort to internationalize in achieving his goals. He is not a person who gives up easily against obstacles, his efforts are clever and careful."
Talking about effort, I thought about Izza's effort in maintaining and improving this household.
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