Bara And Arum

Bonchap - Bima Dropping Bomb

Again Bima smiled happily getting a hug from Arimbi on her waist even though make a grip so as not to fall. May not be tomorrow pick up again continue to go to school together. I'm compiling a national exam next week. Pretty dong hugged Arimbi like this for about five days.

"Turn left, brother" said Arimbi when they reached a large road. Vespa was turned and Bima was grateful to wear Vespa because it could carry Arimbi training bag in front. If I use my Kawasaki D Tracker, where will I put it?

They also arrived at a typical Javanese house and there is a pendopo there. Bima parked his Vespa and waited until Arimbi came down.

"Here I take off the helmet" ignored Arimbi's hand trying to remove the helmet hook.

"When I can release myself" whispered Arimbi who was heard by Bima.

"Idiiihhh, aided even mengedumel. Beautiful lost you know" Bima's dreadlocks while removing the helmet from Arimbi's head.

"Can you?" reply Arimbi.

"Can! You know you turned into a giant, no horror... Ouch!" Bima rubbed his shoulder which hit Arimbi.

"Tell me dik Aga, you're bawling!" sulkan Arimbi while taking his training bag from the front of the Vespa seat and walking gracefully towards the pendopo where his friends are waiting.

Bima rubbed his shoulders. Oh my goodness, the blow!

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"Rimbi, who is that?" ask one of his friends after Arimbi changed black shirts and rinses complete with collagen and scarf.

"Oh that's an online ojek" kekeh Arimbi. Bima who heard directly snorting. I am so happy to go online!

"Driver ojeknya sakep euy" said another.

Arimbi just smiled and glanced towards the manyuning Bima. He must be sleeping again!

"Well, we start training. Today we are going to see the peacock. Still remember the moves didn't?" asked Bu Sri who was ready with a shawl on her waist. "If we forget, we recall again."

The sound of Javanese gending also flowed and all the students of the dance sanggar began to practice the movement. Bima was once again amazed by the graceful dancing Arimbi and secretly he took a photo of the girl.

My soul mate!

***

The dance practice was over at five in the afternoon and everyone was getting ready to go home. Bima was waiting for Arimbi who had finished releasing his array and setagen left black leggings.

"Use that, not papa Arimbi" said Bima. "Let's sit it down and fit it up."

Arimbi nodded and wore a knit sweater that he carried in his duffle bag. The two are now above Vespa Bima and glide to the Giandra mansion after saying goodbye to Bu Sri and all of Arimbi's friends.

On the road several times Bima deliberately braked suddenly and made Arimbi's body hit Bima's hard back.

"Bima Brother! Don't be nosy!" yelled Arimbi annoyed.

Bima just heard it.

***

Bima and Arimbi arrived at Giandra's mansion at six in the afternoon and Bara was already home. The middle-aged man's face looked judes seeing his daughter coming along with the pede overload teenager.

"Kok coming home the same little boy? Where's Rina?" cecar Bara after answering the greetings from the two.

"Lho Oom Bara. Kan this morning Arimbi went with me, yes I went home to drop back dong. I'm in charge of Arimbi" Bima's smile.

Bara slit his eyes. "You've been praying Maghrib yet? If not, pray together!" bring Bara.

"But I took a shower for a while. Not ten minutes!" sahut Arimbi's.

"If you can't shut up, go home!" threaten Bara's.

"Oom, he said that the Maghrib did not want to leave the house. Many demons. I'm afraid" said Bima while in a shaky style.

Bara patted his eel. "Astaghfiullah! Princess, dah hunted shower later Selak out his Maghrib. Speaking of which this njelehi child is not finished."

Arimbi rushed to his room on the first floor.

"You. Clean up in the guest bathroom!" Bara shows the guest bathroom.

"Jih Oom."

***

Before long the Giandra family with Bima was in a small mosque to prepare for congregational Maghrib prayers. Bara who became a priest there even though Bima had offered himself but Bara rejected.

"Lho Oom, was Sinau before officially the same Arimbi. Learning to be a priest" said Bima relaxed who got the plotting of Bara and Anarghya.

"If your intention is to become a priest because of worship, Oom does not forbid anyways Oom can know how you are but if your intention has not been that, mending not deh!" barbecue.

"Monggo kerso Oom mawon dah" said Bima.

After the Maghrib prayer, Arum invited Bima to dinner in the family dining room Giandra. And now Bima is sitting next to Arimbi after Arum asked Bima to bathe all at Giandra's house and wear clothes that are available there.

"Mom, can Auntie know what your parents' names are?" ask Arum.

"My father was Prayogha Baskara, owner of several large gold shops in Jakarta, my late mother was named Savita Hermawan. They got married because they got married and it didn't seem to work. I was born at the insistence of the late eyang Bramastyo Baskara. Even after I was born, papa still can't accept mama."

Bima took a glass of water and drank up to half a glass.

"Until mom gets breast cancer and papa's like indifferent so. At the age of 14, my mother died and three months later my father remarried the widow of one son named Arum Banowati, doctor but rada matre."

Bara and Arum were shocked. "Banowati Arum?" ask Bara in a dislike tone.

"Yes Oom. His son was my age but he came with his papa, did not want to join his mother. We met when my mom and dad got married."

"What is the name of her ex-husband Azzam Mustafa?" ask Arum.

"I don't know Tan much, but his son's name is Faheem Mustafa and he doesn't like his mother who thinks only about possessions." Bima looked at the two Arimbi parents whose faces immediately did not like to hear the story. "I then decided to leave the house because I did not feel at home there and all this time papa did not care about me, still alive or not. Only Oom Radit's late mama's sister who's considerate and prenatizes me."

Bara and Arum looked at each other.

"Mom, have you never had any contact with your father?" ask Arum.

"Two years ago I came home to leafan minal Aidin to papa but what Auntie knows. My papa chose to go around the world with that woman! Really I just donated papa tadpoles in my mom's womb!" bima said furious. "If Oom and Aunt ask me if I look like papa, just one. Doang's face! But all traits and genes, are my mother's inheritance. And I'm so grateful for that!"

Bara and Arum could only sigh deeply.

I don't want to mess with Arum Banowati!

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