Two Men
Father's Advice

Tomorrow too comes. She is healthy and can work. At about six in the morning Radit said goodbye to his parents. However, the man did not meet Kania on the grounds that he had already left last night.

Kania went down at six o'clock in thirty minutes. The smell of cooking greeted his nose. There was also Adit's chatter with his trademark.

"Mom, I'm going home a little late, yeah," said Adit.

Bu Lala who was making fried rice immediately looked back. "Where are you going, son?"

Mr. Kemal himself was enjoying a cup of coffee with some chocolate-covered fresh bread. Fried rice itself is a request of Adit.

"You have a job, ma'am," replied Adit.

Kania's coming. Pulling the chair beside Adit without speaking. Adit glanced at Kania, noticing the look on her brother's face that must have been hiding the sadness of Radit's departure.

"Mom, I want to have breakfast milk with bread" said Kania.

"Related?" ask Ms. Lala. Fried rice ready. Ms. Lala brought two rice dishes to the dining table. "Today you're not overtime, kab, honey?"

Kania gave jam on bread sheet. "No, Ma. I'm not well yet."

Adit took his breakfast. "It's just fever." Not the name Adit if you don't like to be literate. 

Lazy kania. He shuts his ears tightly from whatever Adit says.

Lala was sitting next to her husband. Take a spoon to prepare the breakfast of fried rice that used to be for Kania. "Indeed, you better not be overtime. You're afraid you're sick again."

"That's right, son," added Mr. Kemal.

Kania just nodded. 

From today he will not see Radit again. Whether it's at home or at the office. Trying to refract and make peace also forgets the sense that should not be self-sacrificing.

Breakfast done. Adit first pamphit, while Kania helps her mother first wash dirty dishes.

A house this big has no helpers. This is the request of the mother who wants to do everything herself. Take care of as much as possible and keep busy because the children are adults.

"Aren't you gonna be late, honey?" ask Ms. Lala. Kania was washing dishes.

"No, Ma. Some Kania want to take the bus today" replied Kania.

"Tumbent." Bu Lala's forehead frowned. 

Kania smiled a little. "Again, Mom."

"Normally you don't like to push. So, buy your own car."

"Once again if you want to take the bus, yes ride. If not, take the car yourself."

Bu Lala chuckled amusedly. Kania has finished washing. Turn around and look at the mother. "Kok, Mom, laughing? Is something weird?"

Bu Lala who was tidying up the clean plate also turned to Kania. "Now. Just a wonder mother."

"How about, Mom?" Kania's forehead shriveled. Fortunately, there was still time to talk to her mother. "Kan, this is natural."

"You who from small do not like many people, now suddenly can work in crowded places and want to use public facilities. Mother, you still remember crying only because there was a boy coming time in the park. The boy just wanted to know." Ms. Lala remembered the story of the past.

"You're a habit of going everywhere with Radit. Both. So ... If there are others, it may be less comfortable," continued Bu Lala.

Her mother's words made Kania remember many days she had spent with Radit. All tastes have been passed. Be it like, sorrow, laughter, crying even upset. All passed without feeling..

"Now Kania feels the loss of Radit, Mom." Kania's face turned sad.

Miss Lala could feel that sadness. Sadness of someone who lost his temporary best friend. It cannot be forbidden because every human being has a choice.

Bu Lala is holding Kania. Gives a sense of warmth and calm to the soul of his son. "Don't be sad. Every human being must meet also be separated. That's natural."

Kania closed her eyes. "Yes, Mom."

"If there is any other feeling, leave it all to God. We are just ordinary people" said Ms. Lala.

They held each other long enough. Then Kania left immediately. Given the time already showed at seven in the morning, while entering work at eight in the morning.

"Be careful on the road, yes," said Ms. Lala.

"Yes, Mom. Assalamualaikum." Kania kissed the mother's palm, carried the bag near the dining chair, and hurried off to work.

Mr. Kemal is still in front. Sit on a bench looking up at the clear sky. 

"Loh, Dad, haven't left yet? kania asked, thinking that his father had left with Adit. "Aren't they with Adit?"

Mr. Kemal turned his eyes to Kania. "So just Adit's anther, son."

Kania kissed the hand of the father too. "Kania is leaving first. Assalamualaikum." The girl gave a small smile first. His legs had just swung forward, but were held back by his father's words.

"Son, don't be fooled by feelings. You girls. You have to take care of yourself and your heart. The real man did not make his women wait, but gave certainty by coming to his parents' house" said Mr. Kemal.

Kania quiet.

"It doesn't mean Dad forbids you from liking someone. No, Son." Mr. Kemal tried not to press. "But to expect and admire someone is not good. Just as it should."

Kania took a deep breath. Exhales slowly. "Yes, Dad."

"Dad, pray for the best for you, son."

Hearing that Kania turned back. Moving hugging his father tightly like his mother's hug to him earlier in the kitchen. "Hopefully I can get a soul mate like Dad. The man of responsibility who always gives peace in the family."

Mr. Kemal warmly welcomed Kania's body in his arms. The daughter who used to play in the park, has now grown up. This is not the toy Kania wants, but the best support from the family.

Pak Kemal's hands hugged Kania tightly. Give him the rest of the energy he has. "Son, be a woman who can take care of herself. Be a strong woman and stand on your own feet. Be happy before you meet your partner so that when you get hurt because of it, you can get up in your own way.

Two pieces of advice from her parents accompanied Kania's move this morning. He was grateful for everything he had. Whether it's family or even a small thing.

Kania pulled away. Back to smile on lips. "Dad's prayers with Mom have always been the best weapon for Kania and Adit. In the Lord, all can go well."

"Aamiinu. Quick departure. Be careful on the road" said Mr. Kemal.

"Yes, Dad." 

Kania is really leaving. Leaving that home for a living and experience in the outside world.