CIRCUMCISION

I'm your father too

"It's ndhuk....! you just rest, don't make it soy sauce. Later den Mahendra know, even angryin the mbok again." Surip stopped Sundirah, who wanted to do the kitchen work.

The morning sun had just greeted the universe, the boisterous sound of the wild bird's great-grandson, reluctant to stay and go away, they were immersed in a soul-soothing rhythm, whoever heard it.

"It's okay mbok..! not a lot of motion and doing light activity, also recommended for pregnant women." He still refuses to move away.

"Sit down with the mistress alone, while arranging the orchid flowers in front there Dirah, or walk her healthy breath of morning air" Surip groped Sundirah's distended belly.

"And still early in the morning also mbok, Dirah want to help peel Mbok cassava."

"Welcome...."

"Yes...!" Sundirah turned his head, and already found Mahendra behind him.

"No...kan....! already there. Ojo ngeyel."

Surip immediately went to the back, continuing the bustle in the kitchen. Really.....! this is the happiness he feels too. Finally united between Sundirah and Mahendra his subsidiary.

"Don't come here, let's take a walk ahead.breathe fresh air, by smelling its fragrant scent of jasmine flowers." Mahendra guided Sundirah's step plan.

uhuk...uhuk...!

uhuk.....!

Suddenly there was the sound of Atmosiman coughing, Sundirah's steps instantly stopped. His hand held tightly to Hendra's arm, fear and misgivings still lingering in Sundirah's mind.

"Why...?, that's the voice of Dirah's father..., do not be afraid.he also loves you, he's our dear father." whispered Hendra close to the ear Dirah.

"Corn...."

"Dad, we're going for a walk in the front yard."

"Be careful, outside still cold Dirah, bring this cloth. Necklace on your neck, don't be too tired."

" ng.nggih.doro..."

"Loh... kok ndoro...? call him also father to ndhuk..."

"Piye to iki..."

"Nh.nggih.... A.father..." Trouble heard Sundirah's voice.

"I am also your father, Dirah, consider Suyud to be me." Atmosiman gently rubbed Sundirah's head. Sundirah nodded and smiled, then greeted Karmilah.

"Good morning mother.." sweet Sundirah smile adorned her thin lips.

karmilah nodded with a smiling ayu, and the gentle face that did not yet look old was full of affection, and patience, whoever was beside him.

"Sir...! let's go for a walk, let's be like them, he..he ..he don't lose his friendly donk deck..."

"Try..., this used to be the case...mas...! it will be even more beautiful."

"Yes yes.., this is the most fatal mistake of my deck life."

"Here, we hold on. Don't ever let go of my hands deck, it turns out without you I'm a weak man."

"Your patience is able to change my selfishness, from the past to the present, never changes. I love you Karmilah...! even though you are the son of a poor widow, who is only a laundry labourer. All my life I'll stay with you."

Atmosiman hugged Karmilah, they forgot where to do the hugging scene, fortunately still early in the morning not many people passed by.

Mahendra walked ahead by hand, occasionally they turned to each other and threw a smile.

Behind the Atmosiman, together with the karma to walk slowly, join hands and tell stories of their youth, who set out together from below, and achieve success together until now, they enjoy it together.

"Dek... I'm very sorry for the incident that happened to Sundirah. really everything is unexpected."

"The murder wasn't my plan."

"That's it...! don't regret it, what matters now is that we can come together and share each other's happiness."

"I am sure that Suyud and Yatemi, too, feel this happiness."

"We sit there yuk mas, let Hendra and Dirah enjoy their morning."

Then the two old men, sitting among the large stone slabs.

"Where did Djaelani go, if he came back. What would I do?"

"No Deck.. Let the grudges and anger fade, melt away with the time carried by the wind."

"I will not hate him either, but he will have to bear, and take responsibility for all his deeds."

"We, waiting for the birth of our grandchildren only, the copra business let Hendra continue. We're enjoying our old age, joking around with our grandchildren on deck."

Atmosiman holds the tender hand of Karmilah, smiling, as if to assure that similar events will never be repeated.

The workers began to be seen doing the work.When they cross paths with Atmosiman, they greeted, nodded their heads and smiled kindly.

From far away, the bike drove slowly towards where the Atmosiman and the Karmilah were sitting enjoying the morning.

"Good morning ndoro, madam...."

"Ndoro! incidentally, I actually wanted to meet ndoro. There's something I need to talk to Ndoro about."

Naris hesitates to speak when he sees the Carmilah beside the Atmosiman.

"Ndoro...! should I just wait at the panjenengan house, I also need to with pak dhe Slamet."

Atmosiman understood Naris' intention, and nodded his head approving of his words.

"What is it! not as usual? don't worry, you know!" Karmilah felt that there was an awkwardness with Naris' attitude earlier.

"We're going home deck! there may be talk of lurah Djaelani."

"By taking care of your health, we are happy with this achievement and soon we will ask for grandchildren mas." Karmilah reminds me again.

They walked towards the residence. Atmosiman's hand grip never comes off gripping tightly.

Sundirah was still enjoying the beautiful morning, while Mahendra saw Nasir pedaling his bicycle to his residence, not long after his father and mother followed walking in the same direction.

"What's the matter...? is there still something to do with the incident of Djaelani lurah or Suyud sir...?" bathin Mahendra is increasingly suspicious, with the existence of Djaelani lurah who went nowhere.

"Dirah...would we just go home,? I don't want you to be exhausted" Mahendra's lie to cover up his worries.

"I'm not tired, I'm happy and grateful, still able to enjoy the fresh morning air. This road leads to my house, so remember father." Sundirah looked down miserably, then looked up again with a smile.

"May you be the same mother, also happy there ya mas." Sundirah stood up from his seat, and walked ahead of Mahendra.

Mahendra followed, and went hand in hand, telling stories and chuckling.

From far away at the intersection there is a building that is long unused substation. A pair of eyes watching from behind the roar of the shrubs, the cynical smile was adorning his hangar face.

"Not in vain my journey all the way here, may it bear great fruit."

"haa..ha..ha. can catch this flavored shark." the man laughed loosely as he stroked his thick mustache elus.

"I must return immediately, and take action after obtaining the mandate from the boss master."

"The pregnant woman, I can still make a mistress after giving birth later"

"haaa..haaa.haaa, just wait"

kreetek...

ahhgh....

"Ats wry...! it's rancid already dilapidated, huh! kentongan lukchnut.. why is it still here...! sucks." The dark-skinned and moustached man was irregular, grunted and grunted by his own deeds. While his hands are stroking his ass, and the head is falling claps. Already fallen, still fall fart as big as a baby and right hit his head. The old lincak was unable to withstand the weight of his body, Ambyar was in a mess.

A pair of geckos in the upper corner of the substation, if they could have a loud voice they would laugh at the silliness, the grim but stupid man.

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