You Relieve Me to Take Off
Ch62: Applicate

Maybe tonight, the right night to ask about the things that made him curious all this time.

Like the usual nights, after sitting in the cafe. Listening to Aprit perform. He would go out and sit there, right next to the door.

Waiting for the boy to come up to him and invite him to talk.

“Why is he so long? Has he come home?” he peered out of the glass wall.

Performing place, looks quiet. He thought that Aprit had come home, through the back door, and he did not realize it.

“Ehem Dehaman from behind made Ali turn to fix his seat.

“Aprit!” call her with a radiant face of joy.

The boy nodded, and asked if he could sit next to him.

Of course Ali immediately nodded in agreement. Because it was the boy he was waiting for his arrival.

“How's it going, Brother?” it was his asking that made his interlocutor smile.

“Thank you, for the question. Good brother! How about you?”

One thing he only realized while talking to Aprit. The boy often asked questions in English. Nonetheless, when he replied with Indonesian materials. The boy understood.

This is what makes him confused. Who was the boy sitting with her. Why do you often sing at the cafe.

What do Aprit's parents think. What is the desire or just the guidance of parents.

“By Kaka ask something?” the question is braver, although it is likely not possible to be rejected.

Aprit who sat at the side nodded.

“Previous Brother, sorry for asking personal questions. Actually the reason you perform every Sunday night is your own wish?” ask with caution.

Aprit glanced, the boy fell silent. A few seconds, and say, “No ..but demands the World!”

Ali was trying to digest the words of Aprit, which sounded ambiguous in the ear.

“Means?” the question came out without warning.

“Since baby, I've lived in an orphanage (Since infancy, I've lived in an orphanage) ... That's what makes me, have to work hard. (That's what makes me, have to work hard)”

Ali was filled with explanation, the boy who stole his heart. He was silent, unable to ask any more. For holding back her tears.

“But three months ago, I decided to get out (But three months ago, I decided to go out)”

“Why?” Ali stared intensely.

“It's enough, I trouble the mother of the parlour ...I don't know how to reply to his kindness. (I don't know how to repay his kindness) Yes maybe, by going out .. at least the burden of Panti's mother, light.”

“Oh ..my God! Why do you think that?” tanya Ali was completely captivated by Aprit's way of thinking.

“A man must be able to stand on his own feet. He's couldn't depend on other people.”

(A man should be able to stand on his own feet. He can't depend on anyone else)

“Moreover, checked Mama!” a small chuckle that made Ali smile widely. This was the first time he had seen Aprit chuckle. Before, smiling was rare.

“How old are you? Your mind is so mature!”

“I am mature because of the situation, for thirteen less age!”

“Class 6 yes?”

Aprit shook his head slowly.

“I have graduated, now continuing with package B at the village meeting hall. Because the orphanage only provides elementary school, (I've graduated, now continue package B in the village hall. Because orphanages only provide primary schools)”

“Means you got an SD diploma?”

“Wow, you should be grateful that you can still learn. How is the schedule divided?”

“Schedule? Study or our schedule?”

Ali was confused to choose the one he should know about. Because it is not possible if you want to explain everything.

“Emm .. ngamen!” Chewing chin.

“Ngamen most after we learn, means 12 hours. But before we eat, wash clothes, if there is an additional schedule to do the dishes. And go home at ten o'clock at night, more than that will be doubted,” he explained a little kagok, trying to choose the right sentence in Indonesian.

“Oh ... keep the money always in the love of the mother of the orphanage?”

Aprit shook his head in doubt, “It depends on us...”.

“Mother beach is not matre!” reply rings.

“Set you now live where?”

“I'm sorry I can't tell you, because it's personal!” he refused, which made Ali close his mouth. She did not expect that the teenager was responsible in front of her, possessing a trait like Irene. Who dare to reject the request of one frankly.

***

Time passed, long conversations with Aprit imprinted in memory. It was the first night they talked for a long duration.

I don't know why lately. Ali felt there was happiness, which he did not know what happiness was because of. One night, he meets Aprit.

Ask about the ideals of what the teen wants responsibility to achieve.

And that was the first time Ali saw Aprit in despair. How not, if the teenager responsibly replied, “I have no ideals. Because you can eat it is already profitable.”

“You can not be pessimistic ..you certainly can,” his speech at that time gave encouragement to Aprit.

“This is not pessimism, but thinking based on reality (This is not pessimism, but thinking based on reality).” firmly Aprit pointed head.

The last conversation made Ali think. What he can do for a responsible teen who stole his attention.

“What can Sister do Prit? If you remember your character who does not like to be pitied,” murmured him staring at the ceiling of the cost, closed his eyes to think. But not unexpectedly he just kebablasan sleep.

Until half-time two just woke up, realized if he had not prayed isya. He immediately ran to the bathroom, and did his duty plus sunah. Ask for guidance, for what will happen in the future.

Time has changed, the last two weeks. He can't meet Aprit. Because his job requires him to be overtime. But for the night, he decided to run his bike to the cafe even though his eyes were already 5 wat. And his body rebelled to be put in bed.

Arriving at the cafe, he immediately sat in chair 08, the seat that became his mainstay. Which he ordered directly. It might sound crazy. But that's right, seat 08 has been booked since he first got into the cafe. I want to see live music from the first place. He met the teenage girl.

“How are you?” ali asked as Aprit permission sat beside him.

“Good!” reply Aprit short.

They also talk about a lot of things. Until finally a question that was never expected by Aprit came out of Ali's mouth.

“Aprit want to not be the son of Sister?”

Instantly the mood turned silent. Aprit put on a cold face.

Seeing that, Ali seemed to feel guilty. However, his decision calls for Aprit to be his son. It was not a decision he made suddenly. Unless he had thought about it before carefully.

Aprit stood up from his seat and said, “Looks like it's getting late, I have to go back. I hope we can meet again! (It looks like it's getting late, I have to go back. I hope we can meet again)” Cupped both palms, bowed her back. Making a pendant from behind the shirt out.

Ali's face changed, looking at the cross pendant.

There was a strange feeling in his heart. A sense of regret at his request.

Of course it is natural, if expectations deviate from reality.

But he tries to cultivate a heart that is too honest. If his decision calls for Aprit to be his son, that changes. After knowing the real truth.

Making room to think is the right way. And who would have thought if that night was the last night he met Aprit.