Why Breakup?
CHAPTER 11: Morning Jogging

“Any!”

Arriving home, Bella immediately expressed her frustration at Angga for the incident in the mall.

“How are you anyway? Also use a chat show, smiley-smile everything earlier. Kak Tari must think that strangely later.” Bella is upset, afraid that her attempt to get Angga and Mentari together will fail. “Kak Tari will definitely think of another later.”

“I actually already feel if you will follow me to the cinema, so I want to invite Kak Tari to go to the Yogurt place so that later I will stay and continue brother Samperin Kak Tari kek, what cake is that. It's as if you met accidentally. It's as if fate wants you to meet, together. But, what brother was it?” It seems that Bella is upset not playing with Angga who is now just silent. “My orders are with sister!”

“Bella, what's wrong? Come home to ranting so.”

Bella did not immediately answer, she only greeted Rianti and then looked annoyed Angga back. “Bunda just ask the same My Angga this mother. I'm going to room.” Bella passed away carrying her vexation.

Angga just stared at Bella's departure without speaking, he put his shoulders to his eyes full of questions by the mother. Angga immediately greeted the bundle. “I also to the room, yes, bun.”

Rianti held Angga's hand, she shook her head. “Mother needs to talk to you.”

“Tap,—”

“Come! All of you taste the pudding made by mother.”

Angga could not resist, Rianti was too precious to him. Angga nodded, following Rianti's steps which now led him to the dining room. Then, Angga pulled a chair for her to sit down and let her bunda take the pudding that was said earlier.

“Bella why were you so angry? He's not usually angry.” Rianti knows very well how the nature of his son, if what happens is still considered normal, then there will never be an angry incident like that.

“Don't know,” Angga ate the pudding, he nodded. “Enak, bun.”

“Emang tasty, mother knows kok.” Rianti held her face with one hand, staring fixedly at her grown son. “That's not good that's your feeling. Yes, right?”

The spoon in Angga's hand stopped upon hearing that remark, he frowned in confusion. “Means mother?”

Instead of answering, Rianti asked back. “Why break up?”

Angga was silent for a moment, he shook his head then. “I didn't break up.”

“Masa?”

“Iya. I'm still Tari's girlfriend and she's still my boyfriend.”

“Don't believe.”

“That's the reality.”

Rianti laughed softly, he grabbed Angga's hand and grasped it. “Angga, you know you, you know you well. And, mother also knows all about you, about your relationship which is currently no longer okay with Tari.”

Angga fell silent again, free he hid it.

“Ga, mother does not want to interfere actually. But, whatever your problem is, it shouldn't break you up. Your relationship is long enough, you know each other well. And, every problem you should be able to solve without having to break up or separate words spoken.”

“But, Dance broke me, bun. Not me.” Angga defended himself. “I tried to defend our relationship, but he did not want to. He was still trying to break up. Yeah, I can do what if it's.”

“Dan, you know what the root cause is?”

Angga knows, marriage.

“You are Angga man, you should be able to find a solution to the problems that occur in your relationship. You should be able to maintain this long-lasting relationship.” Rianti stared fixedly at Angga, “Dan, should the relationship that has lasted many years, not ended with the word break up, but brought to a serious, namely marriage.”

***

At dawn after finishing his worship, Mentari came out of the room still wearing a mukena top. He walked towards the kitchen, picked up the blue tosca mug as well as green tea, he brewed tea in the morning as usual.

“All of you, yes, make deck. But, I want black coffee.”

Mentari turned his head, smiling warmly at Satryo—his father who was also still wearing a sarong was also a skullcap. He nodded, “Bby, well. Which mother, yah?” Mentari took a cup, made coffee for his father.

“There's a,”

“What's up, Tar find mom?”

Mentari shook her head, “Mommy wants tea too? Let me make you.”

“Bby,”

“You jogging, not us?”

“Mau, yeah. Come on, let's go jogging this morning. All later we go to the place that yesterday passed, many snacks right, yes yesterday, my addiction. Want to snack again.” Mentari is very enthusiastic with snacks that last week bought him.

“Jajan mulu...already big too.” said Cantika.

“Still a child,” Mentari blinked his eyes, “Yes right, well?”

“It is, this father's child wants any age to remain a child in the eyes of the father. So, we go?”

“Come, come!”

“Don't forget about Angga, yes Tar.”

Mentari immediately fell silent for a moment, staring at the mother who also fell silent.

And, according to their plan this morning go jogging to the park which is usually filled by people who want to exercise, and, or just sit back under a shady tree accompanied by traders lined up along the road.

“This Angga where? There's no one yet. Have you forgotten Angga?”

Mentari instead of forgetting, he did not report. Because for what to tell let alone invite Angga, while now their relationship status is different. His father did not know about the breakdown of their relationship, maybe too busy with work affairs so that news like this is not known, he said, the father knows that until now his daughter is still in a love relationship with a man who was introduced 7 years ago.

“Yeah, we mending a walk first, yuk!”

“Iya, come. But where's the Angga? He is not informed or has not arrived yet, is it not coming?” I don't seem to believe, “Ah, but it's impossible. He usually goes along too. This is like a dance that forgot to forget to do.”

Mentari sighed roughly, “Yeah, Same dance Angga, we—”

“Angga!”

Mentari turned his head when his father greeted someone, how surprised he was when he saw the existence of Angga in the same place as them. Satryo approached Angga who made Mentari also his mother followed.

“Dad thought you didn't come, kok tumben hasn't come said father. Uh, apparently come along too. Though earlier I have accused Tari not invite you.” Satryo chuckles.

Angga smiled clumsyly, he immediately greeted the two Mentari parents. His eyes looked at the Mentari who had not uttered a word.

“Yaudah, let's jog!”

And, they went jogging around the park together, as usual for 45 minutes.

“Abis run-running dryness so thirsty nih.” Mentari's father wiped the sweat off his forehead.

“Judah, yeah. Just wait here. Let Angga buy his drink. It's breakfast but right, yeah?”

“Udah, already. Thanks, yes Ga. Just wait here, yes.”

“Iya.”

Angga passed away, while Mentari actually sat down with his parents on the grass, under a shady tree.

“Dek, come sit down. There, go with Angga, usually also that.”

“Gak deh, yeah. Here aja.”

“Why?”

“Gakpapa.”

“Dek... Don't do it, ah. Come on, wake up, follow Angga.”

Mentari gave a rough sigh, forced to nod and stand up, going after Angga who was buying drinking water.

“They're why, ma'am? So strange. Again fight times, yes.”

“Not just fighting, yeah. They broke up.”

“What?!”