The Father Boy
ALA6S. Family crowd
"What's wrong?" Givan nudged his son's arm.
Chandra shakes. "Nothing." He bowed back, he did not enjoy the warmth of the family this time.
"What happened to Ceysa?" Givan understood a little about Chandra's pity implied from his eyes.
"Nothing, Dad," he replied slowly.
"So?" Givan tried to guess.
"Yes, Dad." Chandra nodded and glanced at his father.
"Ceysa is here too, Hadi the same Sekar must have failed." Givan knows the history of the closeness of the two young men. He believes his stepson's position would have won, if he had been here.
"Areally who's matching them up? Hadi also why do not remember there is Ceysa who always waiting for him to come on vacation there. Last year he last vacation that came with Sekar, and he did not come there again. I was waiting for him to come by himself. But the cake because of the influence of Sekar, he did not want to come there again." Chandra continued to pay attention to Hadi and Sekar's interactions. Hadi looks busy serving his sisters, with Sekar who always tries to hold Hadi's hand.
He argued that Hadi did not actually love Sekar. It's just that, there are family reasons that make Hadi defend Sekar. Because he got his own information from Hari, that Sekar was a distant relative of his grandmother.
"Why did you wait for Hadi to come? You can news with him through HP, you can also ask Hadi to come if you call him. He's not a great man, who knows the heart of a man far in his sight." Givan is increasingly suspicious of his son.
"Yes, he should feel." Chandra's vexation.
"Feel what? Did Hadi make a mistake?" As questions from her father arise, Chandra realizes that she almost leaked everything.
"He broke my guitar body." Chandra pulled a small problem that happened there.
Because the real conflict is not that.
"Times?" Givan squinted his eyes. Forty-nine-year-old Givan, with his experience, certainly does not believe in his son's confession.
"Yes, Dad." Chandra continues to look at Hadi from afar, until Hadi realizes that he has been noticed since.
Givan was just a beard, he waited for his son to be frank with him next time. But he did not remain silent, he would find out for himself. He also had time to think, to ask Hadi directly.
Chandra helps the hassles that exist. Catering in large quantities, lowered from the box car and directly into the kitchen to be prepared. This last co-op event, was held at Givan's house. Then tomorrow Eid, the house of Chandra's grandmother and grandfather will be a gathering place for the grandchildren and great-grandchildren of the late Adi Riyana and Adinda.
Until the end, he had to continue avoiding Izza who kept approaching him. "I'm jotos ya you, Za! I'm asking for your chest, I can't. But you keep mopping! Sana mingled with Ra!" Chandra flicked his arm which was constantly being hugged by Chandra.
"Again good-looking right after the shower. If you wear a sarong like this, the damage is no joke." Izza tried to hold back her puja arm.
They were all enjoying a barbeque party, with cassava being the best seller of the combustion device.
"What do you want?! Don't need to praise! I usually hear it!" His father's pride and ruthlessness came down a little to him.
"Break new clothes, an equal set of sandals and a veil. This year you came home right, we haven't been shopping." Izza put on a hopeful face.
"I don't have it yet, but Biyung must have been nyiapin anyway." Chandra pulled back the hand of his nephew who passed by in his place.
He felt so anxious, to his older brother's son who was only eleven months old but was able to travel with his own feet.
"Kaleel, here! Don't bother Om anymore going out" exclaimed Key, Chandra's sister who is Kaleel's mother.
Chandra flicked her lips, then lifted Kaleel's body and carried him. He left Izza on the porch of his brothers' house, which was on the right and left side of his parents' yard.
One house was here, but was occupied for a while by his younger sister who came from the boarding school. He knew why he was not given a house while he was coming home like this, because Izza was going in and out of his house at will. Although he did nothing to Izza, his parents had their own concerns.
"Well, when is it quickened?" Key spread out his hands welcoming his hands who wanted to move with him.
"Later, Brother. The lzza's not ripe yet." Chandra took a spot beside her brother sitting down.
"If she's not mature, she can't easily get close to the kids. Look, he's very familiar with God and Adri." Key pointed to the son of his male cousin who was joking with Izza.
Chandra followed her brother's direction. "Adri's Adib's son?" Chandra is a little confused, as the distance of their marriage and the birth of their children is quite close.
"Yes, Lord Gusti son of Aksa, he's only two years old. Adri Agastya Adib's son, only six months old. Uh, Adib, just as you're your elder, you're being overstepped by your cousins. If it's Aksa, she's obviously older than you. He was born, just soaking in on you." Key recounts some of his nephews, who were not clearly known by Chandra.
"Adib can make the condition, let the seizure stop. Uh, but really healed the shock?" Chandra lowered her tone.
"Yes seizures every night with his wife" Key answered, then they laughed crisply together.
"Yes, but is it really healing?" Chandra was curious about the belief in it.
"Cure really, never relapsed again so far anyway." Key knows, because he lives here with his extended family.
She had been allowed to move to the closest place to her part of her birth mother and Givan, but she chose to stay here and at times check on her business with her husband. She was a little confused, because her husband works as a lecturer, she did not understand the business world at all. She herself wants to focus on being a housewife. Make him choose to use the services of a confidant, with himself occasionally to check himself.
"Good is it." Chandra propped her body backwards.
"When, when?" Izza approached him with a whining voice.
"Later on Deck, the clock was set," Chandra replied later.
"Where are you going?" Key watched Izza sitting next to him holding Adri.
"Buy clothes, brother. Usually I was given a ration of clothes, this afternoon contacted difficult right. It's bad to wake up, brother. Geez, draining the emotions right." Izza shook his head, imagining how he would be at home with his puja.
"Oh, at Tika's meme boutique. It was nanya, he said tonight it's open until midnight." Key recommended his tantric boutique.
"If lebaran gini night anyway, brother. Open until midnight all the more, because there's still a lot of nyari." Chandra's not worried about that.
He immediately turned to look at someone who had just passed him and was wearing sandals. His pale face immediately made him worry.
"Dec, where are you from?" Chandra looked at Ceysa's face.
"That's from inside the mansion, done cleaning up and chatting." Following Hadi who came down to the steps of the terrace of the house of Givan and Canda occupied by Chandra. Hadi immediately put on his sandals and rushed away, he passed the side door to go home to his parents.
It looks like Hadi is not the old Hadi.
"Do you have pain?" Chandra moved following his sister who was walking towards the side door.
Ceysa has a one-yard house fused with Hadi's parents' house, they pass through the same side door to get to each other's house. Chandra followed her sister to her sister's house next door to her foster brother, Jasmine.
"Daddy, why?" Chandra asks Ceysa back. He was sure Ceysa would make a sound about his situation, if they were away from the crowd.
He glanced at his watch, time still showing at seven. Chandra thought, he had an hour before he fulfilled the small wish of his lover. He knows it is not a big thing, but if underestimated, of course, his lover will feel disappointed in him.
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