Bony The Scooter

ch.22 Dhewi's father

"Love is like the wind, I can't see it but I can feel it." - Nicholas Sparck

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For some reason, it feels like I still feel uncomfortable every time I am at Dhewi's house, maybe just because I'm not used to being here, or because I have been mbak mbak mbak mbak Iis? But I think not only that, I feel still not ready to bond again with the family of a woman, especially with the incident Wulan yesterday, when I already have the figure of a father figure, which I never felt again.

In fact, I had to lose the key figure that connected me with a figure I could call a father, maybe I just didn't want to feel lost anymore after I felt I had something.

And of course the fear of loss is not limited to a father figure, but also to women, when I feel I have it, it will only feel lost again.

To be honest I became a little hesitant when I felt closer to women, I was afraid I would feel the loss again. And now the figure of the woman is Dhewi, where she is the girl that Wulan has chosen for me, if indeed I and Dhewi are destined to be together, then I'll try to take care of her like I'm keeping my own life.

Because I don't want to disappoint Wulan who has chosen him for me, and also because of Dhewilah, I have reason to be close to Wulan.

I also still remember when uncle gave me advice about women who can be used as a companion to life, one of which is he never looked at a man – men just from his property alone, one of which is that he never looked at a man <TAG1> men just from his property, except for his hard work and religion.

And to be able to find out we have to look poor in front of women, if the woman still wants to be with us, then use the second test, which is a Vespa strike test, and then take the second test, if there is a woman who does not complain when our Vespa breaks down, laughs at her or even encourages the vespa, then she passes the test and is suitable to be a companion to life.

For that we have to fight hard to make the woman happy, so that she feels more happy with us, not even upset and leave us, but should be a woman who wants to be difficult, he said, will not leave us, but will choose to stay and give us support in order to make a living to make him and his family happy.

Haaiish..why do I think so far away? Just a list of High School, already thought to be happyin children people, parents how are you? Are you happy with belom?

But indeed since I was close to Wulan and her family, I felt that it might be like this if I would have a father-in-law and family from Wulan.

Moreover, Dhewi was willing to push the Vespaku who broke down shortly after leaving the soto stall, and he seemed calm, even laughing at my fates that ngenes, because it must unload – unload vespa spark plugs under the hot sun. Even Dhewi had thought that this was also the result of Rayhan's actions, but I immediately denied it, that this was the natural nature of the old motorcycle, which had to be extra patient to be able to take care of him.

Uncle also once advised, if caring for a vespa is easier than caring for a woman, if the motor is crammed, we can know the cause of the symptoms of the strike, well if the woman who craves? Hahaha uncle just laughed after that. And until now, I still do not understand what uncle's words mean, maybe one day I will also feel it myself.

“Ayo... eaten sotoya, kok even bengong anyway bar?” the sweet voice of Dhewi managed to wake me from the long daydream since I sat in the living room of his house.

“Eh, yes, ayok eat, already hungry heavy nih me, because – because Bony mengambek this anyway, so drained deh tenagaku.”

“Hahaha.. – already.. the name is also an old motor, there must be aja disease.

“So who's bar? Tanya Dhewi arrived – arrived when I just put a mouthful of soto into my mouth

“So which one wie?”

“That's right.. the coupler – take you in front of the notice board, beautiful well?”

I almost choked on the rice when Dhewi asked like that, meaning that the look in my eyes that gave me goosebumps was from the sinister look of a woman who felt jealous, and not from Rayhan's gaze, like I thought all along.

“Oowh it. she's Fitri, a new kid too, knew yesterday the time to test interview.”

I tried to stay calm when answering questions from Dhewi, because if it looks nervous, Dhewi will grow suspicious of me.

Dhewi snorted with annoyance when saying that, it was seen that Dhewi did not like the treatment of Fitri to me earlier

“Hahaha.. Fitri just think of me like his biological brother, because our age is three years adrift makes Fitri think of me as an older brother, it's not more really.”

Now I smiled awkwardly as I had just made up a story to make Dhewi not discuss the matter further.

“Ciyeee... new know already brother – adekan aja nih... like I will not have a chance nih, what mending me with Rayhan aja???”

Now Dhewi returned my smile with a threat.

“Haiish, instead of finished, even added runyem, it's complicated really the same affairs of this one girl.” My mind is still chewing the rice quietly.

I did not respond to the threat from Dhewi, because I knew he was only returning me to feel jealous of him, but not the jealousy that arose, it was even as if I agreed with him because this was Rayhan's allotment to seek the attention of Dhewi.

“Vespaaah..!! Who's got it? There are guests yes.?”

There was a heavy voice of a man admiring Bony who was parked casually in front of Dhewi's house.

“Assalamu’alaikum.”

Now the voice is in the doorway and is looking at me who is greedy soto in the living room.

The figure of the man with a shady face and full of charisma, with hair that has been completely whitened, but instead of looking old, it looks very wise, his body also still looks stocky, and he still looks, it does not reflect that he is an aged man, especially when he gives me a smile that feels very warm to me.

“waalaikumsalam”

I answered and Dhewi in a compact manner, the figure of an old man who I thought was the father of Dhewi is now approaching me and holding my shoulder.

“Eat makeshift yaa.. do not hesitate, just think of your own home.”

The man said to me with a warm smile painted from his lips and disappeared into the living room.

“That's your father po wie?” I asked Dhewi who was smiling to see me.

“Hehehhe, yes, usual at this time go home, make lunch keep going again.

“Eh, your father wants to eat that you know, this is his rice there put in the back first so that your father can have lunch.”

I told Dhewi to bring a rice basket in front of me, but only responded with a small coil from Dhewi's head with a smile that is now widened.

“Lunch there is talk, definitely more delicious.”

Dhewi's father suddenly appeared from inside carrying an empty plate complete with a spoon and fork.