The Father Boy
ALA85'S CHAT. Sleeping with Zio
"What's bothering you?" Papa Ghifar is in the doorway with a perfectly shaped wheelchair.
"No, Pa." I relax my facial muscles.
How yes? It's been a difficult situation like this, plus my wife like that. I don't mean to put any importance on my family, but my family needs me.
Izza seemed to want to master my time, my body and my mind. He closed his eyes from my position in this great family. I grew up with a big family. I used to share my time and care for my brothers.
"Here, Papa help you move and help you pee." Papa Ghifar approached me.
"Yes, Pa. I'm asking for help, Pa." I realized I was this weak.
I moved into a wheelchair, then Papa Ghifar pushed me into the bathroom. Until he helped me to poop.
Is this a depleted local anesthetic effect? After the bathroom I was hot. Papa realized that, then helped me with a thick blanket on my bed.
Where Izza was, he wasn't in the room. He knew in fact, that I needed someone to help me wake up and do light activities. But he wasn't even by my side.
"Later Papa told your dad that you had a fever. Where's your medicine? Got no medicine?" Papa put this wheelchair next to the bed, right next to me.
"In Zio the cure, Pa. Dad also told me to rest, tomorrow to the baby." I'm afraid Dad went straight to the hospital after the police left.
"Yes, Papa will tell you. Did you take the medicine?"
I responded with a nod of the head.
"Yes, Papa come out first. If Izza can't help you, you call Papa or Kaf." Papa Ghifar rubbed my covered body before leaving.
Where's Izza???
I am worried about this.
"Bangs…. Chandras…." That's dad's voice.
Geck, tok, tok.
"Just in, Dad," I said quickly.
Czech….
Dad in a thick jacket, I know it belonged to Zio earlier. "Cold right, Bang." Dad came into my room.
"Well, I'm hard on the road." This young man began to complain to his father.
"You're a hero, it's okay, you'll get well soon." Dad smiled at me.
"Police are home, Dad?" I shifted my back, so dad could sit on the edge of the bed.
"Papa's right, bring her in a wheelchair. This is Zio's medicine, have you been drinking?" Dad put the medicine on the nightstand.
"It fits in the car, Dad." On the way back here it was.
"Izza to where? Want me to call you no?" Dad glanced at the place next to me.
Empty, indeed.
"Can, Dad. I need someone to help me get to the bathroom." I glanced at the half-opened door.
Izza hasn't shown up yet. If he had been in the bathroom, he should have come back.
"Yes, I'm calling. Cala's in what room, I'm not calm." Dad put his hand in his jacket pocket.
"If you go there, who will take care of this tomorrow? Well, I'm public right." I held his father's hand.
Like my little boy.
"You think you're used to this fire disaster?!" The typical characteristics of a father are like that.
"How do you keep it here?" I whine like a child.
"There's no other papa. I'm not calm, if I don't know for myself how the father's son is. Let the car be here, for your vehicle the same Zio. Let me use an online taxi, because one more car is affected by the overlap of the building. That new foundation pole upstairs in your house, fell down and hit the car." Father hinted at the position of the pole that fell on top of the car with his hands.
My house is being rehabilitated, it looks like it will be totally rehabilitated because of this incident. It's not just about the loss, but the impact of this incident on the trauma gained by children.
"Dad it's okay to go alone? I'm worried, Dad." My father is old.
"Can you take Daddy?"
Of course I'm shaking.
"Yes, that's why. Zio Kasian, he's sleeping right." Dad pulled my blanket up to the neck.
"Dad, don't take a taxi, ask Gavin or Gibran to check." I'm not even calm, if you go alone with an online taxi.
"Yes, Bang. Okay, okay." Dad got up from his seat.
"Dad call first sir check." I don't trust dad.
"Sir check you gathered on Zio's porch. Cali doesn't want to go into the house, he's scared all the time. Not going to sleep, be shocked again he said." Hearing the father's story, Cala was there must have often awakened due to bad shadows.
"Well, are you, Dad?" There may not be a son like this in his parents, especially his father. But I'm worried about losing him, or until my father does.
Everyone depends on him, including me. Dad is like a qibla to me and my lighting. As for Biyung, he is like my spirit and my energy.
"Yes, I'll chat and send you a photo when you get to Cala's room." I stepped out of my room and closed the door.
Until I finished chatting, Izza hadn't come yet either. He was in his room, now that I'm coming, he's gone somewhere. I was in the bathroom a long time ago.
The sound of the front door opening and closing again, then the door of my room opened with a display of Zio. "Let's go with me, Bang. Brother-in-law has been so happy with Jasmine's sister at Key's house." Zio closed back and directly walked towards my bed.
"If you want to pee wake up, Bang. My eyes are spicy right." Zio immediately collapsed where Izza used to sleep.
Izza slept well with Jasmine's sister? Why was it that when I wasn't there, he didn't go to sleep? When I came and needed someone, he didn't take his position to help me.
Is this her angry show? Or, after I got angry he immediately moved to approach my family?
Is that allowed? Am I a bring-up? What did Izza conclude and think of me?
"Review, beware….."
I glanced towards Zio. He began to babble while sleeping, the sign is that he is very slumbering and his body is very tired. The mouth will be noisy, if you sleep in such conditions. If he was sick, he would still groan while sleeping.
Izza, Izza.
Long known, we remain a big zero in the phase of marriage. We start all over again, not continue the next phase of life.
Why am I talking like this? Due to the phase of marriage where we are locked twenty-four hours with our life partner every day, making the true nature of the couple that I did not know during dating finally exposed already.
Izza is like Izza, I am like me. He is with a locking nature, with me who wants to still be able to socialize with my family and brother.
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