BABE JADULKU

The Part 55

*Love Confidentially*

There is wisdom behind Bang Parlindungan sick, now he began to maintain health. No longer working straight after

the meal. Eating was no longer as rushed as usual.

"Dec, do you know appendicitis?" bang Parlin asked one morning, when I was feeding the breakfast Butet.

"Yes, you know, Bang,"

"All parts of our body are of no use created by God, if appendicitis what use?" tanya Bang's

Parprotection again.

I'm starting to think, but I don't even know what it's for appendicitis. I know a lot of people whose appendix is removed, but it has no effect, before and after it is removed.

"Wait, Bang," I said, not to be outdone, I typed 'use of appendicitis' in Google's search field. It turns out that it is useless, experts still argue a lot about the usefulness of this appendix. I even got a nonsensical answer. The appendix is said to be related to the theory of darwin, a remnant of human evolution. Ah, this is not true.

"What, Deck?" ask Bang Parlin again.

"Nothing, Bang," I said at last. People who have had their appendix cut off have no problems. Even there appendicitis does not help digestion. Cut the digestive was no problem.

"Every limb of our body must be of use, nails alone are of use, for scratching and beauty" he said

Bang Parlin again.

"Ish, brother, tumben talks about that weight problem,"

"Abang is contemplating, Dek, what is the use of appendicitis, after surgery, Brother's stomach becomes more palatable. So all this time appendicitis was pointless?"

"Ah, lazy to talk about it, Bang, let it be their expert business" I said again.

"According to the appendix brother was created by God to brake for us, so that eating should not be too full, eat not immediately sleep, nor immediately work, so that eating is not rushed." bang Parlin.

"Ooo, yes, also yes, Bang,"

By noon, there was a car stopped in front of the house, at that time I again pulled the grass that disrupted the growth of vegetables in the yard. While Bang Parlin and my two children are at home.

"Sister Rara!" pekikku.

Rara came without any advance notice, she also came alone. What's the matter?

"Nia, I heard Parlin was sick until surgery, didn't tell you, anyway?" said Rara while hugging me and cipika-cipiki.

"Oh, it's better, really, just an appendectomy," I said later. I helped her bag into the house.

"Bang, Rara's sister came here" I shouted later.

Bang Parlin came out of the room, she was holding our Butet. As usual, their meeting was always heartwarming, there were no shields, there were tears. Somehow the relationship of these two people, unique.

"How, Bang Pain, is it better? kan Father also warned Bang Pain, after eating it do not immediately work," said Rara.

Rara's attention made me a little jealous. I still do not understand how their relationship, he said consider brother, but Bang Parlin always remember Rara, Rara also seemed to be so. The appendix surgery alone she's been flying from Bandung.

As a good host, I adore Rara well, I cooked my best dishes.

"Oh, yeah, please,"

"Did Rara love my husband?" I asked him, too, the thing that has been bothering me for so long.

Rara was silent, she probably didn't expect that I would ask that question.

"Somehow to say it, Nia," said Rara.

"Honestly, brother, I'm ready, really,"

"Well, I knew Bang Pain when I was five years old, he was already first grade in Elementary School, I called him Bang Pain because I couldn't say R, hahaha, at the time,"

"Continue ..?"

"Because of the new kid in the village, no one wants to be friends with me because I don't know Batak, only Bang Pain will, he acts like a brother to me, defending me when people bully. Teaching me batak language. Until I go to school, it's always Bang Pain who helps me, help PR and Bang Pain can do it. To be honest, when I was growing up, I fell in love with Bang Pain, but he didn't respond, he just kept me from the temptations of other young men." Rara stopped her story, gulping down the drink that was in front of her.

"Until now I don't know how Bang Pain feels about me, does he consider a brother like he always said? But honestly I was amazed at him, when I finally got married, I was surprised to hear that Bang Pain was not married, I thought he was married first, there was no communication," Rara said again.

"Keep," I asked again.

"Now obviously already consider brothers, each has a partner, I'm happy, Bang Pain is also happy, do not worry Nia, our relationship is only that," said Rara again.

"The highest degree of love is to let go, the most secret love is to pray," suddenly Bang Parlin was already behind us. Turns out he eavesdropped on our conversation.

"Yes, let go, that's our unique relationship Nia, as Bang Pain said, let go and pray, we pray for each other, let each other go, so please don't be jealous, I don't have a brother, I don't have a brother, let Bang Pain be my brother" Rara said.

I felt overwhelmed, slapped with their unique relationship. Tucked in the ear of the words Bang Parlin, loving the most secret is praying, the highest level of love is letting go. Honestly, I can't, sometimes I want to see my ex suffer.

Finally I can accept, be able to understand the unique relationship, maybe this is one of the weaknesses of Bang Parlin, loving people in secret. Let it be, just don't try to have what he loves. After all, Bang Parlin's love did not decrease to me, his love is the same Rara only in do'a, his love for me is real and there.

Three days in Medan, Rara never stay at home, she instead stayed at the hotel. We took Rara around the city of Medan. Starting from Asam Kumbang crocodile farm, Maimoen Palace to Medan mosque.

"Don't block the number anymore, Nia, just trust your husband he can't bother people's wives" Rara said as we released her to Bandung.

"Yes, brother, sorry to have been jealous of my brother all this time" I said.

"That's natural, Nia, jealousy is natural, it means you love Bang Pain, I'm happy, Bang Pain in the hands of the right person," Rara said.

"Oh yes, brother, why is Brother called the red guy?" my many. He looked at Parlin, then laughed.

"Rara is red Indonesian. It must be Lolom who said it, right?"

"Who is Lolom?"

"Dame, he's black, so his name is Lolom."

"Haha,"

Every beginning, there must be an end. And so is this story, it's time to end. Sorry if the ending is flat, because from the beginning, this story is a mild conflict.

At first I was confused where this story would go? a short story? this story is too long, novel ? too short it feels. I look for a column for starlings or diary does not exist. I finally publish this simple story in the novel

Thank you for those of you who have accompanied the old man parlin and nia along with ucok and butet. warm greetings and hugs for you....