The Father Boy
ALA207'S CHAT. Mouthful
"Why, Biyung?" I panicked to see my dear mother crying in the doorway.
"Heh, Dad is fine, you answered impolitely. Hence why the need for higher education and a strong religion, so as to grow up have morals and manners." Dad's loose voice echoed, followed by the father who was at the side of the biyung and embracing the biyung.
Biyung hugged dad, her hands curled up in dad's belly.
I had reached the terrace, Zuhdi's ashes emerging from the side courtyard door before the right, followed by Jasmine's sister who was carrying her child without wearing a hijab.
"Why, Biyung?" I immediately embrace the biyung, so that the biyung move in my arms.
Dad looked back, his eyes watching the people who came. Then, his eyes were fixed on Brother Jasmine who was walking immediately.
"Dek, take Biyung to your place. Your son shouldn't be brought here, startled later." I even brought Biyung to come with Brother Jasmine.
"Yes, Dad. It's chatted, Dad. Don't make a fuss, Dad," said Brother Jasmine with a go biyung.
"Yes, Deck." Dad went back inside the house.
"Well." yeah." I was standing behind my dad.
"Shut up, Bang!" Dad took two steps forward.
"Bang, that's it." Om Vendra held back my father's chest.
"Let's know your son, to be able to respect his parents. You were wrong, indeed. But they should be thinking about why you did it, it's still a good thing you're not adulterous and have a child from an adulterous relationship." Father pointed at Balawa who closed his temple while sitting on the sofa.
His condition, his pain, his groaning, like he's been stabbed by someone.
"Yes don't use violence too, Bang," said aunt Nina by trying to touch her son's face.
Her crying voice was inaudible, but her cheeks were already wet with tears.
"Don't use violence?! Boy you said you wanted to not*****in your husband's daughter who is in Sulawesi, continues to be abandoned. Where is his brain?!! Two girls there, that's his blood brother. Joking is not the way! Dumping your own family, not for joking material!" Highlight the eyes of the father remain focused on Balawa and aunt Nina.
"Sorry, Dad," said Balawa grimacingly.
So right, if you've been carrying Balawa? Well, I'm afraid my father was being held back by them.
"Dad did the same wrong, so Dad supported Papah's actions." Dehen just muddied the atmosphere.
"Your silence, A*****!!!" Dad pointed at Dehen.
Well, the rest of the bastards are out.
"Bang, stop!" Om Vendra dropped dad's index finger.
"Talk about it slowly, Van. Remember your granddaughter who just learned to say that, Kaleel heard later she followed that." Abu Zuhdi embraced the father and brought the father to sit on the sofa.
"Hen, polite speaking." Om Vendra brought Dehen to sit down as well.
There's a shard of shard too. Apparently, a glass was thrown.
I chose to look for the pengki and the broom, so that the shards wouldn't hurt anyone.
"Dad seemed to justify Papah, even though Papah had been guilty," Dehen said after they sat together.
I focused on the shard, even though my ears were listening.
"Dad doesn't justify, just gives an opinion. If Mamah you can be taken off the island, live in Sulawesi there, surely will not have another wife Papah you, Hen! What's wrong with the head of the family taking his wife's child to work? Aja father, for months, fast one week, condition biyung fit, I take Biyung to go to the city where Dad works. Because what? We are men who have a lot of money, it feels like we want to get all the beautiful women who cross our eyes. It's not what a wife is, like an impingement. Rather than sinning, it is still a good thing we channel to our own wives. You don't go with your grandfather's cake, Hen! If you come with your Papah, maybe you're graduating this year too. Maybe your grandfather is proud of the results of his teachings, but parents feel that they cannot provide education for their children as much as they can. You discussed Papah's firstborn you in Sulawesi take medicine, you can if you obey Papah you to continue high school and college. You think you take medicine, can it be from the healer's path? Although something that can be said to be the same, but the knowledge is different, Hen!" Although father has not exploded, but his voice is still like a firecracker.
"Van, slowly. We're fifty years old, prone to hanging. Shocked I'm the same as you," said Abu Zuhdi softly, but still heard.
There's gel, too.
"Mmmmm…." Father glanced at the man beside him.
Beling is done, I take it out and wrap it in plastic before putting it in the trash. I don't know what the chat is, because I've been cleaning this bell for a long time.
"The bottom line, Papah, I'm sorry. Papah wants us to stay well, there is peace. You don't need to be afraid, your mother there is also educated and ethical. He's a PAUD teacher, which doesn't pay much, but he has tremendous knowledge and patience. So far, your mother's been there never bothered about anything. In fact, about his three children it is written only born of him, not with a father. You're calm, Nin. She's just the wife of Siri, until whenever you're more entitled, let alone about my retirement later. You don't fear that one right you lost when I retired, it'll all be yours. That's why I never forbid him to stay, to keep selling the grocery store, so he's not surprised when I can't love him anymore. I hope he can be independent, from his independence all this time. My children are there, I am high school because it is my duty as a parent. My two boys, I can't keep my profession, but they can get a ticket from me. How anyway? The firstborn there I can't take to the military, because in the documents he's not my son. Yes I just hope, I can give as much education as possible, for the provision of his future thanks to his mother to eat in the time of his father is retired. Eldest I hope I will feed his mother there, because I am aware of my circumstances that do not have any effort to be inherited. You noiseless pensioner fuss, you fuss over the kid in there going to college. Relax, Nin. That one over there will never bother you, let alone make you look for debt to neighbors for pocket college and school children. I retired anyway, still about ten or fifteen years away, so there's no need for you to be afraid that I won't feed you from now on. You win from all sides."
When I went back in, Vendra could only stare at the floor and say softly.
"You think that's all? How is your heart? Your thoughts are in him too. Why would you go back to me if your mind and heart were to go there? All right there, let me go, let you just wait there for that sick one." The voice of aunt Nina vibrating, her intense stuffing, signifies the breaking of the heart of a wife who has been loyal to her husband.
I also want to cry, I can understand the crumbling of Aunt Nina's heart.
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