The Father Boy
ALA275'S CHAT. Omelette
"To take care of this effort. Actually…." Papa Ghifar hesitates to say it.
"What, Pa?" I am waiting for the next speech.
"Maybe your father is more worthy." Papa Ghifar smiled widely.
"Does it have anything to do with the Jepara scandal, Pa?" I asked carefully.
"Ohh, maybe. But about Papa coming here often, it has nothing to do with the scandal. Don't think your dad's traumatized, Bang. A royal love, he quickly moved on. Especially, just the cake case. Kasian to biyung you, even if you're traumatized." Papa Ghifar giggles little.
Means father who act. Satan is indeed my father, lucky enough to get the halal and the toyiban.
"What does this have to do with what it means?" tanyaku later.
"If it's the same Papa, it has to do with effort. You'll be home later, let's explain." Papa Ghifar yawned, then rubbed his face.
"Why not take your mom? You are traveling." They like to walk around as far as I am.
"To the airport was together, but mama interracial Kal. Kal left for Malaysia, started field work at your hospital. Kaf exam too, he can't deliver. Hifzah same Husna in your home, same nanny too. At Papa's house, there's only ART. Biyung you asked for the company, but already many children." Papa Ghifar chuckled lightly.
Is that so unprofessional the former who became besan? I feel that papa Ghifar is more pleased when a little bit of a fuss about biyung. Maybe my feelings, because his expression was like bitter mixed with pleasure.
"Why not go to Kal first? Are you sure you're really brave mama?" If father, would be tired of going home from his wife who came home alone so.
"Your mama's initiative, let the spit be done he said. If you wait for Papa, Kal not to get there."
"Yes but, will Mama Aca go home alone." I watched papa Ghifar from the side.
"Yes, his own will." He looked towards me.
"You're in Banjarmasin again, so there's no way mama's staycation is with mama in Malaysia?" He chuckles small.
Aye? How pakwa?
"Jorok your mind Papa tuh." I feel that I certainly did not love it to damage the household of his own relatives.
"People are, Bang. Ask you, your father too. That's obvious you want to have a wife kek biyung, who is anything obedient and obedient."
Very short of the mind of this old man.
"I mean, want the model kek biyung kali. There's no way you want that to happen." I thought that I meant to go that way.
"Our family's that dirty, Bang. You never know anything, it's okay. But just so you know, Papa's second household was damaged and destroyed beginning that's the cause."
I'm stunned.
Already ex-boyfriend became besan, it turns out there is also a scandal between in-laws. Indirectly, papa Ghifar said that aunt Novi cheated with Pakwa. Yep, the wife of papa Ghifar's second marriage is aunt Novi. Niece of grandfather, whose mother is Turkish.
Not to mention about the father who forcibly seized the biyung from papa Ghifar, against the background of rape. Horrified by events like this, it is fitting that they are so strict in guarding their descendants. Coupled with father and mother Aca who had felt each other's taste, now become besan. As it turns out, they experience a life process that makes the head bobble.
I came to think that all the parents out there who are so possessive about looking after their child, have a free-mixed past, or a complicated life. That's why they don't want it to happen to their children.
"Is it possible to go down to posterity, Pa?" I looked far away.
"He said, the bleacher was praying repentance. Papa has done all that is taught, Papa also feels to take care of the child as best as possible. Yes hopefully, it does not come down to posterity, because understanding and understanding is not inexhaustible Papa give."
How can I calm down? My heart trembles easily when I hear things like this.
I reached into my cell phone and sent chat messages to my sisters, just to ask if they were asleep or not. Long enough I didn't drive them, I don't know for sure what happened outside the house.
"Is this Papa coming straight home, or picking up mama in Malaysia?" I switched the subject of our conversation.
"Back, Bang. Mama's still in Malaysia, maybe a week there. Want to see the neighborhood where Kal lived first he said, want to shop for some goods that biyung you and other brothers-in-law entrust he said."
I chuckled small. My bio must be the vanguard, for souvenirs.
"I'll be home soon, God willing, bring me some souvenirs."
Nanda appears, he brings rice and omelet to papa Ghifar. Here's a glass of water too. He went back in, then came out with two glasses of warm tea and the rest of the snacks I had.
Well, I forgot to buy a snack at the grocery store earlier. Where minimarket is far away again, must go out to the big alley first. This village, there are still many teak gardens and sapodilla gardens.
Everywhere, I met a vast estate.
"Bring up enough, let's not bother carrying it." Papa Ghifar focused on his food.
"Enak tau rice same warm omelet tuh, Bang." Nahda pointed at papa Ghifar's plate with her chin.
"Make dong if you want to." I turned on my phone screen, waiting for the incoming notification from my sisters.
"No, that means brother. Never want a time, if cook omelet or cow's eye." Nahda stirring sweet tea.
The other one turned out for him.
"It's an occasional mole, Dek. That means if you have time to cook another side dish, why should omelet and ceplok that right?" In essence, less n**** just eat it if the menu is.
"Tuh, Pa. Fussy as Bang Chandra tuh." He reports back.
"Nothing, bother a little gift heaven." Papa Ghifar smiled broadly at his son.
Thankfully the answer is so.
"I have a lot of tickets, Pa." He giggled and glanced at me.
Well, that's a ticket to take Anu. The Nahda exists.
"Yes movement, Bang? Do not over time at home enjoy the honeymoon to so many. You used to be a kid, Papa all the way to Samarinda pick you up. A few times stop by, to buy an impromptu small child's clothes and not even have time to wash first. Fortunately, you're not irritated. This is far away, bring Papa's son too, not late in the city of people. We have to stay together in the village, remember our coffee land a lot." Papa Ghifar made us laugh together.
"Young Chandra, did you ever escape to Samarinda?" ask Nahda after the laughter subsides.
"It's not your husband, it's your life. Kan Papa said earlier, when he was a child. If you don't get picked up, maybe there's no magnet for your narik to come. Every day Papa fought with the late mother Kin, Givan's father, because the boy in Papa's care. No problem, we're together and we're neighbors. Just be grateful, because you had to pick up your husband back home as a child first. If not, who will you marry?"
Papa Ghifar meddles too much huh it seems? For what sake, until the biyung have to come again to their families? Just dad, it's not grandpa's real son. The point is that dad or stay away, it's not a big deal for their family.
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