The Father Boy
ALA218-219. News from biyung
"Dad instead love optional so, not kasian aunt Nina." I grumbled at the hotel restaurant, at the table that was just me and Dad.
Dehen, Balawa, Esmee, om Vendra and aunt Nina choose to eat out. Let it go, let it get along he said.
"How's kasian? A wife has the right to defend her husband, can not be immediately released later the household of all people can be destroyed if that's the way. Just ask biyung kau who is a hadith expert, the household must be maintained and repaired before actually deciding to separate. You just yesterday put Izza first to his omnya, you reprimand, you nasehati, you think mature right? You don't divorce her right away, and there's something you don't think suits you. Yes, men have the same right to be reprimanded, advised and corrected. Men do not make a living, it is reprimanded from a subtle reprimand to a firm one. If there's no change, let's get the wife divorced."
I'm a lot of science if this is so.
"Eatya Daddy there is saying, if om you no change to Caitlin, yes can your aunt process om you. But by breaking tribal rules, I'm sure there must be strict sanctions for om and your aunt." Father rubbed his chin which only had a few strands of fur.
"What kind of pressure, for example?" I do not know what tribe I am, I also feel I do not follow the rules of a certain group.
"Grandfather himself could not get the next throne, or a certain inheritance. Some kind of kingdom, Bang." Dad smiled kindly at the waiter who delivered our food.
I was still thinking and imagining, paying attention to the plates laid out on this table. If it is a kind of kingdom, it means that the tribe consists of many people and a large group. I think like the pulu-pulu tribe in the Upin and Ipin cartoons, wrongly thought it turned out to be me.
"Dad knows?" ask me after the waiter's gone.
"What tuh?" Dad stirred up his meal.
It's simple that my father was a herbivore, I just ordered hodgepodge packed in English. Not to forget also, with a small serving of rice because there is no provision of rice here.
Uh, vegetarian means.
"Ish, you mean you know that the tribe there is big?" My father may have lost focus, because the conversation had paused.
"Through, Bang. Dad open a mine aja tuh, that hard permission to the natives who are part of the tribe kek it is. When Vendra's wedding came, too." Dad started eating his food.
"Ohh, that. Are they members of a particular religion?" I still don't clearly imagine it.
"After Dad, their religion is the majority of Islam. But their belief in the teachings and traditions of the ancestors can not be separated, traditional science and traditional medicine is still there. Broken bones, directly connect the bones again. But he said that if the person does not believe, never go there. Moreover, the logical people cake Dad, yes not recommended to seek treatment there. Not because later it can not be healed or how, but later even the ravings in the heart of this hurt their feelings. That said, they can understand the contents of a patient's heart." I continued eating after explaining.
I'm a mangosteen, now I even imagine a group of people who wear traditional regional clothes. What's like that? But if you ask me again, I'm afraid you're disturbed and have no appetite for food. Oh, that's it, pretty clear.
I looked at the food I ordered, this clear soup made me curious. Because of the light, the chicken soup that is cooking is always turbid because of the spice. It was delicious and delicious, because I was used to eating with the food.
"Enak, Bang?" ask Dad, after I sip the broth.
I smile. "Not bad, but good to have."
Dad chuckles a little. "This is also delicious in the car free day, here the spice is less. So the effect is a salad cake, keep this peanut sauce. Not a hodgepodge cake, the vegetable cake mayur bath seasoning nuts that."
Dad has less fit in the menu apparently.
"But aesthetic, Dad." It looks beautiful and has art.
It would be a shame to eat it.
"Yes, but I'm not the mouth of a rich man in general." Dad chuckles amused himself.
We are greedy people in food, not art lovers. If you are hungry, how is that? Indeed, the upbringing of coolies and ordinary people is different, because previously grandmother and grandfather were not so rich people.
Ah, I miss him. Those who always look romantic in front of their grandchildren, even grandmothers never forget to provide and provide drinking water to grandfathers, after he comes from work or has an important need outside.
In the evening, Vendra called Aunt Nina's family in the village. The first experiment I suggested was, ask permission to be out of town for a month. The permission, apparently immediately obtained. At most he said two months, to stay outside. Then it must come back again, to eat, sleep and feel the water of his village again.
The residence was quickly given om Vendra to aunt Nina, where she said it was at her official home. So too, om Vendra went home to the aunt Titanic just to pay attention and solve her needs. The rest, he was busy working and went home to rest at his office. But about necessity, he said almost every day. Which means, om Vendra also returned every day to the Titanic aunt even if only briefly.
"Hen, you and your sister lived here first. You have to be pro, for the sake of the wholeness of your parents' household. Tell Dad, if Papah you're going to Caitlin without your Mom. Tell Dad, if it's Dad you're still looking for an outlet to Caitlin's. It was a duty, because she was still her husband. But there's an intention to divorce Caitlin, which means the obligation is no longer fulfilled." Dad patted Dehen on the shoulder and grabbed him.
"Where is Dad going?" Dehen turned to look at my father, then he looked at me who was smoking in front of the window.
We gathered in the twin bed hotel room again, with a slumbering Esmee as they arrived.
"Yes back to Aceh, I'm married there." Dad let go of his embrace to Dehen.
"If you're not married here, Bang?" Om Vendra laughed mockingly.
"It's not married, but there's no wife here. There are only children, one brought, in the house a lot." Dad chuckles amusedly.
Ohh, is that an adult joke?
"Repot doesn't take care of that many kids, Bang?" Aunt Nina smiled at dad.
My father was charming indeed.
"Repot doesn't bother, enjoy it." Dad smiled and looked at me. "Reserve tickets now, Bang. Let it be there tomorrow" he asked later.
"Seriously tonight, Bang?" Om Vendra reached into his cell phone.
"Well, Canda is making a fuss. Gallons, gas is, cash runs out, the red stove is, the shoes are mangap, the fan is broken, the lights are off. If not brought, spam is strange. Make a mind, make it unsettled." Dad's shaking head.
"No longer possessive where, like who, what activity?" ask aunt Nina later.
"No, since the reference he's not that. Just don't use cue, straight up video call. Same if there's a problem at home, yeah spam cake that's." Dad checked his phone again.
"So freak out if it's another woman, Dad?" Dehen laughed softly.
"Not the same other women, but sometimes it's a meeting, again in the bathroom. If it is not lifted, the explanation is prolonged, there should be no witnesses who also explain it. Ever made a mistake, although not possessive also but suspected anyway. Thank you, still good to be back." Dad smiled sweetly and rubbed his chest.
"Now, Chandra this is Chandra. Just storm the kid." Dad held his phone screen while talking, it seemed like he was making a voice note.
Then, dad took a picture of me without asking me to be in style. It's like a package courier, photos never ask me to be stylish. Still fortunately his hands alone, sometimes there is a full body and facial condition that is being collapsed as well as the appearance of what is.
"Well, is it, Dad?" I put my finished cigarette butts in the corner table ashtray.
"Now, read it yourself. Maybe you're embarrassed." Dad gave me his phone.
"What's up, Dad?" I frowned, taking my father's cell phone that he had thrust.
[Jessie says, Chandra's dating Nahda.]
[At first he was, Nahda never came here he said. I asked back, who.]
[His eyes, Mas. Nahda's boyfriend bang Chandra. And then I was given a look at her picture, Jessie also told me the rest of her chat with Chandra. There Chandra said, he said Nahda was his future wife.]
[It's a photo of Chandra with Nahda's son Ghifar.]
[Where's chandranya? Dichat did not reply.]
Order a string from biyung.
"Biyung you're a fool, but he's honest." He stood beside me and whispered to me.
My breath is heavy.
"Don't be weird, you're a widower, he was a boy yesterday afternoon" added the father later.
"Yes, Dad." Want to explain how, it feels wrong.
Because I had an agreement with Nahda, the idea was sparked from Nahda. The goal is for Jessie to step down, not even make a run like this. Because my family was always serious, if about any other relationship between brothers. Our estimate, Jessie only dared to ask Ra. It's not straight down to the biyung like this, it's completely out of the ordinary.
"Yes, Dad. How's it? Right?" Dad hugged me and a little v****neck.
"Later explain it, confused me." Because this idea is from him, this idea is also for a silent deal about the pod.
"You know what father-to-father relationship Papa Ghifar is, why are you even approaching his son? Biyung you're papa Ghifar's ex-girlfriend, Mama Aca has a past with Dad. We're messed up, Bang. Awkward, weird, confused as it feels." Dad whispered with pressure right in front of my ear.
Then, dad let go of my neck slowly.
"It's peaceful too, so be it or mama Aca will relax." I stretched my neck muscles.
Not to make me short of breath, but to make my neck sound.
"We men still feel it, Bang. No one, if the position of the conversation no one else, kek remembered the incident. Feel right, because the incident is now awkward cake is right to talk to both. Chatting is fun, it is usual. But if the timing again accidentally both, kek remembered our actions that loh. Papa Ghifar was certainly the same, even frankly the same father if he could not calm down and could not escape his thoughts. Papa Ghifar still wants to always be in front of his eyes, although not home and one KK. I know that and I hate that fact. Biyung you're Dad's wife, as bad as Dad used to be, now it's even a sin to biyung you are a responsible father. Papa was impressed not to believe me, even think that you're not in the right hands. Because what? Because the way you took the biyung from the hand of papa Ghifar, not in a good way. You know the truth, you keep thinking I'm just relaxed if they're both accidentally? You're wrong, Bang." Dad's shaking head. "Dad didn't calm down, for fear that your papa was just talking about our household. Sorry again, because you must be an honest story. I don't care if the story is good. But the mouth of women, sometimes there are not the same husband, sometimes released in others first. Make it bad, Daddy reprimanded papa you. Hey, her husband is a legitimate husband. Even reprimanded ex-boyfriend wife, even though in fact she is the sister of one mother to the same father. Offended Daddy, Bang. Dad is open to criticism and advice, not to anyone else who advises you on internal matters. Because it is a secret problem, which can be solved between husband and wife. Except, yeah unless I ask for advice." Dad took a deep breath so fast.
"Don't be weird, don't like Dad the same complicated relationship. You're the same Nahda is a distant cousin, not one grandma's kek Kal or Gwen. But it's complicated because of Nahda's father-parent relationship, Bang. You like the orphan, you can find it. Nahda, yes no. We better discuss, rather than fitting to gather even awkward events," said the father, while I was still silent did not give a response.
Dad's been in serious fashion, but hasn't listened to my and Nahda's explanations.
"Dad you believe I didn't say it was just a lie?" I spoke carefully and slowly.
Luckily, Vendra's family was talking to themselves. So don't eavesdrop, or meddle in our conversation..
"No! Izza, you're lying he's just a friend, but until marriage, how is it?" Dad looked up by raising his chin.
Take this father's wrestling.
"Yaaa, this other one anyway." Izza I was still a boy.
"Other what?! You have a relationship with women, your mouth is complicated to say, but your facial expression is different." Dad pointed right at my face.
"Dad, just insist on it." I was immediately bowed.
I was going to serve my father for wrestling, but now my voice shrieks just appointed.
"Snap find a ticket, book! Now go home!" My father left me after giving orders.
The fierce household commander.
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