CEO DUDA'S
Chapter 5's
Jegreg!!
The sound of my surgical slaughtering rang as I parked my sword on the porch of the house.
"Brut, how come you just got home? Why come home and not rich in bias? though usually never late lo" said the father from inside the house.
Brut is a nickname that you often call me, I also do not know what gibrut means but it is indeed the word that you often say right to call me.
"Yes yeah, sorry yeah... Tika was still waiting for the parking lot a bit quiet, so late." said I from the terrace who still took a large package of red crackle, then put the large red crackle on the living room chair.
"Assalamu'alaikum.." I said as I entered the house while carrying the large crackle bag and carrying my school bag that felt heavy because it contained many textbooks and uniforms.
"Wa'alaikum hail... Loh, is that zinc you brought nduk?" ask the father who just came out of the kitchen.
Maybe dad is arranging vegetable ingredients to be fried later, all the ingredients that I have bought this morning when I go to the market.
"This is well, bi Nani came to Tika's school" I said honestly while kissing the back of father's palm.
"Bi Nani tok tah tah that came?" ask me to start unscrewing the plastic rope.
"No.." I said shaking my head slowly.
"Weh, how come there's this doll in Dalem e?" ask the father to reach the doll in the chrysanthemum.
"Yes well, bi Nani came with one woman. She said it was mom." I said looking at my dad's face.
All the face of the father now instantly changed, to his two hands that had been holding the doll also immediately released the doll on the chair.
The face that my father always showed while waiting for me to go home from school is now changing pias, my father also did not answer my words anymore. Then walk back to the kitchen.
"Dad why?" I asked him to follow my footsteps into the kitchen.
"You change your clothes, that's why you don't eat. I've prepared food for you in the hood of the meal" said the father as he took a black plastic bag and put the bag in his big shopping bag, I don't know what the bag contains. It may contain a variety of vegetables that I have cut.
Hearing my father's words in an unusual tone, I scrunched my forehead because I felt strange.
"Dad angry with me?" ask me to sit down in front of my dad.
"Yo endak to, angry why emang e wong you are not wrong to be angry?" said the father who was still not staring at me.
*Yes, I went to the room first yeah want to change." said I patted dad's arm, then got up from my seat and walked to the room.
My mother once told me that if my father and mother divorced it was not because of my father's will. But I lied to my dad, when I was four years old and I just came home from abroad, I didn't come back here when my dad and I were here. Mother actually went home to her own mother's house, the grandmother's house, mom called dad said if they had been separated for a long time because mom worked abroad for a few years it means dad and mom should not return in one bed. Mother asked that the father want a divorce to throw bad luck, then after the divorce just got married again in order to live together under one roof. But after the father approved the mother's speech, the mother did not want to return to the father and it turns out that the mother had married herself to her new husband.
It's just, it's just, when I was seven years old, the blue decor tent in front of the grandmother's house for the wedding reception of her new mother and husband but the mother's family no one had ever known anything to me when that grandmother invited me to her house and said if it was just an aqiqah from Luna son of her sister's mother aka bi Nani.
I also just found out if the woman who was holding me in a room when I cried was a mother, even the man who knocked the hammer was a judge, and I just found out that room with a lot of chairs is a courtroom.
After changing clothes, I immediately walked to the kitchen. I saw Dad making two glasses of iced tea, but he used to prepare my meal or make me drink when I never asked for it.
"Dad buy ice cubes?" ask me while opening the hood of saji on the table.
"He em." replied Dad without looking at me.
We don't have a refrigerator. Not even a motorcycle, what else is a refrigerator?
"This, drink. You must be tired of being exposed to hot school?" he said as he placed a glass of iced tea on the table, then sipped a glass of iced tea in his right hand.
I shook my head quickly when I heard Dad say, how can you say that even though every day you have to pedal as hard as his butut while carrying a heavy burden because you have to touch me with the distance to go home forty kilo meters every day.
"Dad what to say? The tired one was not Tika, but the father who every harine had to ride the blue bike forty kilo meters. Being home to my school was ten kilos already home well." said I look at the face of the father who looks tired.
Dad smiled, then turned around to take care of his shopping bag again.
"It's just forty kilo meters ae kok, same ae rich sports. You're never tired at all!" father said, I know that father's words are full of lies.
"Dad... Sorry Tika yo, it's hard for me to keep going. Dad so have to make a living as well as a mother to care for Tika, and father every day is also heavy because of the burden of Tika's body in the arms of the father." I said with a trembling tone and glassy eyes.
Really, hearing the words of my father who said that he was not tired at all made my heart ache. I knew for myself the distance of twenty kilo meters for one way was very far, but my father always pretended to be strong in front of me.
"You're talking opo to Brut Gibrut? The father was a man, it was my duty and duty to make a living. I'm never tired of nduk, zinc important you can go to school." said father turned to look at my face.
"Dad why do you always lie to Tika? I know you're tired of having to go home to your place of sale, I don't go home by myself ae well. I'm okay, I don't want to see daddy exhausted." said I who can no longer hold back the crying.
Looking at my tears just like that, Dad immediately walked closer to me and immediately hugged me.
"Huuuuusst... Don't cry nduk, the patient yo. You want to, come with your mother ae so as not to live hard gini rich?" ask dad while stroking my hair.
"I don't want well, I don't know if life is hard as long as you keep. Hu hu hu hu hu." said I as I cried after hearing the words of my father who did not see me suffer with him.
