The Father Boy
ALA102'S CHAT. Don't understand me
"Gini deh, want Izza is simple how? Households are still corn, embarrassed if you have to keep making a fuss over gini." Dad took his breath.
"Let me take a hen at home, don't go back and forth to the parents. I'm here, right, to discuss work, not play. I've brought him, Dad. Za, let's go to Biyung. Za, come with me. He refused, as if he didn't want me to be close to the family." I'm obviously not to blame here.
"Work? Okay, you can email. Instructions, can meet at work. Visiting parents is made easy once a week. But of course, with Izza too. You can, every Sunday night sleep here. But if you've already found your home here, this close you come once a week, it must be so bad to think."
Tuh right? Dad told me to obey Izza.
"I don't fit Dad's opinion." Maybe stubborn and stubborn can't be as thoughtful.
"Well, how do you want? With Bunga being a widow, Dad's male thoughts are going bad for you." Dad squinted his eyes at me.
That's so bad my father.
"It has nothing to do with flowers! I want, Izza wants to play here. I'd love to, Izza doesn't mind every time I go to the old man." I had this desire, because I didn't want my parents to lose their children after they got married.
Marriage is not the breaker of the child and the parents.
"Well, did you say that to Izza?" Dad put his eyebrows together.
"Udah, Dad. But what I'm accused of is that, which I guessed this and that." I feel like I just want to cry, argue with my dad makes me arrogant but afraid to get angry. Because of course, Dad would be even more angry with me.
"Yes yes! What did dad say?! You come here once a week, take the middle because you live with your wife too. You're close to this, I need to be able to come, so you need to, you can call. Cake is so different countries, you look so confused." Dad hit my arm pretty sick.
Dad was upset with me apparently.
"I don't want to, Dad!" I just want to cry if I'm a girl.
"Dad, it's ugly." I changed my sitting position to lean against the wall with my legs crossed.
"Nanya's father, you're in the pesantren following the rules of the pesantren no?" Dad tilted towards me.
"Yes, come along, Dad! This father is - no." I was grumbling.
"It's the same as a household. You believe me, Dad's legs were tied up with pussy feet when Dad slept? Because what? Because I often go when you sleep. As a result, sleep with his legs tied to him. You believe me no, you should get used to having your hands held together at every turn? I don't like it, I'm uncomfortable, but I'm sorry. Because of that simple thing, it can make our partner happy. Father also certainly has many rules for biyung, biyung relaxed because biyung is common. The first five years of marriage, so much crying, Dad was a lot of silence and could only be angry. I started to learn from it, from everything we've been through. Love grief, laughter, even sad tears and happy tears. After becoming an ex, the mind began to open, began to understand the point of view to Dad, Dad began to be comfortable with the nature of your nature which is indeed the character. Dad take it easy, so take it easy even though with a little snack. That is home, understanding each other and understanding each other. There are no rulers and commoners in conjugal relations, we are equal and we must be able to position ourselves as well as our time to make couples disappointed. Izza was disappointed in you, but made sad because you went home to your parents. Like, it's fallen down the stairs anyway." My father suddenly spoke softly, patting me on the shoulder.
"Dad doesn't understand my position, I just understand Izza's position. Because I feel the same fate as Izza, right?" Examples of problems, even the same.
"How are you? You just want your ego to be obeyed, right? You're a man, you're still free to go home to his parents and not the wife who has to ask permission from the husband of all sorts. You just need Izza's mouth to say, yes you can play, yes I'm going there. You just need that, Bang! I understand that you want to be heard and obeyed. While Izza, you want to understand the time, take the time and know the position. Why did Izza say you wanted a parent's inheritance? Because you've been modelled on old people, but kek doesn't know himself according to him. Impressed you're here to digress, if indeed the person does not know your purpose to the old man. Don't think I mind, but I'm trying to open your mind again. Dad used to be a newlywed still there wanderlust, but at eight o'clock that night already ahead in bed. Not only s**s alone, sometimes just listening to music with a playful, horrifying murottal to sound and come to the morning. Izza needs your time. Although you said enough, but in fact still not enough for him. Or take the middle. Saturday afternoon, until Sunday morning you spend as much time as possible. Sunday morning until Sunday afternoon, you and Izza play here. You mustn't be so prejudiced, about Izza that you think she wants this and that, or you want to. He just wants to, you know him a little bit. The frontal mouth of Izza's cake is so, she's stiff ngadepin you, so want you to open with her rude speech. The rest, women are just grizzlers." Father explained softly and quietly.
"Dad doesn't understand me." I feel Izza is not willing to blend in with my family.
"What else? Sok said." Dad took his breath. It seems, my father was stiff in his heart facing me.
"Izza doesn't want to blend in, clingy, and limit me to family." I summed it up into one.
"He's a new person in this family, from the beginning he was used to being a guest hosted by the host. Continuing to come he is now a son-in-law, obviously he is confused as to what he wants. It took time for that matter, he was too shocked for it all. Have one child with you anyway, maybe not so anymore. Even later he needs our help, to take care of his son while he bathes and prays. I'm sure it is so, because the meme Tika tuh so. Moreover, he came that same enemy cake grandfather because grandfather's tolerance was not good same non-Muslim. But since there was a child, she could mingle and even complain about her husband to his in-laws because she was tired of advising her husband. Not yet two months, not yet pregnant, you don't need her to be a part of us. Patience, everything needs process and time. Jajal himself, if you don't believe Dad's words." Dad smiled broadly.
Did ya? Did ya? Did ya?
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