Damar For Kinanti

Reunions

Damar had just sat in his room, coincidentally his class had run out, and time was approaching dusk.

" gig! poke! tock!" the sound of the door of the room on tap.

Damar saw a body enter the room.

" Luckily, you haven't come home yet." Rian's voice sounded relieved.

The man also worked as a Lecturer, but in other faculties, he was one of Damar's friends while in college, and a friend of mapala.

They used to be pretty close, but that was it..

before Aji died.

After Aji was gone, Damar withdrew from the association, he did not allow any of his friends to talk to him,

his attitude became stiff and sensitive.

" What's necessary?" asked Damar astonished, because Rian had never visited his room at all.

" I want to give you an invitation" Rian approached and placed an invitation on Damar's table.

" Reunion?" damar said after opening the invitation.

Rian smiled and nodded,

" Mapala our force.." Rian's voice hesitated a little.

Damar fell silent, then sighed deeply.

" I'm sorry" Damar's voice was heavy,

" i can't do it yet." added Damar.

" We will accompany you. So please, all expect your presence..?" Rian sat in a chair, right in front of Damar's desk.

The man seemed to want Damar's willingness to attend.

" How many years has it been, shouldn't the wound have recovered a little..?

moreover, you've been living happily with Aji's sister.." Rian was careful.

" I married her because I love her, not because of the responsibility of Aji, you understand?!" adamant Damar,

Rian was stunned, apparently he had spoken wrongly.

" I'm sorry, of course everyone knows that." said Rian.

" That's it. I can't come along.."

turn Damar more calmly.

" Think first, all our friends from outside Java gathered, he said,

I don't know when we'll be like this again,

You can wait at ranu gumbolo,

no one forced you to step on top like you used to..

although we are sure,

you're still quite capable of conquering your mahameru with your strong legs and heart,"

Damar was speechless, he even started to bow sadly hearing Rian's words.

" You remember, you were always ahead of you.. "

" That used to be.." Damar replied with red, glassy eyes.

" You who have reached the kalimati even down again to oro oro omo to pick up our sister who just joined at that time..

even if you decide not to go up the mountain again,

but I know your soul is still there.."

" Silence.it's time for me to go home, so go, '" said Damar covering his glassy eyes.

" Come along, even if you're just sitting in a gumbolo row, we're passing through the day.."

Rian continued to persuade.

" You'll pick me up if I pass out? did you close your eyes to my suffering from losing Aji?" Damar began to get angry,

" We care about you, Dam?!

we want you to be normal and enjoy your hobby again?!

Many people lost in the mountain, but a few years later he came back with a stronger soul,

why are you running?"

" Go!" snapped Damar,

" go away. please, don't talk about your climbing plans in front of me anymore." repeated Damar over his control.

Rian who got such a clash, felt like he had to give up for now.

Maybe Damar wasn't able to do it, he thought.

" All right. Take care of your health, I'm gone.." Rian got up from the chair and walked towards the door, and in just a few blinks of Damar's eyes,

Rian's gone behind the door.

Dusk was almost united with the sky, therefore Damar hurriedly parked his motorbike in the garage and entered.

Just entering the house, his nose was already absorbed by the savory smell of cooking from the kitchen.

" What cooking?" asked Damar to peek at the kitchen door,

" prawn fried rice mas shrimp.. soon huh? mas shower first." said Kinanti while throwing a smile at her husband.

Damar returned Kinanti's smile while nodding,

the man immediately headed for the room to tidy up and clean himself up.

30 Minutes later, when Damar was done with his own busy life, he saw a bundle of clothes on the Kinanti dresser.

Out of curiosity Damar turned it back.

Kinanti had prepared the food on the dining table.

She knew her husband must be hungry, because he was not the type of man who liked to eat dinner outside.

Kinantipun has started to reduce Damar coffee, too,

slowly replace it with milk coffee.

That was all Kinanti could do, as it was impossible to prevent Damar from smoking.

Her husband was a heavy smoker, especially if he was under heavy pressure,

he will not talk as much as usual, but a day he can spend two packs.

No wonder, sometimes the smell of tobacco is very concentrated in his hands, he said,

fortunately, the smell of a soft Damar perfume makes the aroma of the pondau is reduced, and the combination of the two even makes the aroma seem masculine.

Indeed, Kinanti often was was was when Damar went to teach on campus, in addition to the appearance of her husband who was neat and looks very prominent, the aroma of the delicate Damar perfume was very alluring to Kinanti's nose.

What if the nose of the female students' noses find it,

and feel comfortable with the smell of her husband's body.

Kinanti knew right, her husband included lecturers with a young age.

Of course, he is a lot of talk of students, as in his old days,

he remembered, every time there was a young lecturer, his friends would be busy complaining and talking about the lecturer throughout the lecture hours.

And now that phenomenon must have happened to her husband.

Quiet Kinanti complained, while putting a spoon on the fried rice that had been neatly arranged on the plate.

" Why?" asked Damar to hear a light complaint of Kinanti apparently.

" Ah. no mas.." said Kinanti reviewed a light smile, she did not realize that her husband had been watching her since.

" If you are tired of lying alone." said Damar sitting at the table and then sipping milk coffee.

" Eat a lot.." Damar looked at his wife sitting next to him.

" Mas who have to eat a lot of. because it is the mas that makes more money." said Kinanti while chewing her fried rice.

Damar smiled lightly hearing it,

" It is the duty of a dear man." said Damar.

" Oh yeah. Did you buy a new Daster? went to the market, right?" asked Damar while scooping his last rice.

" No mas.." replied Kinanti with a changing tone arrived, the look was not as comfortable as before.

" then?" ask Damar while sipping water that has been provided by Kinanti.

Kinanti was silent for a moment,

" mbak Winda who gave the mas,

by papa Bagas she said.." the voice of Kinanti heart, in the view of her husband at a glance, to want to know what changes are on the face of her husband.

" Yoga." said Damar slowly, put the empty glass back on the table.

I don't know what her husband felt, but what was caught by Kinanti's eyes was the calm attitude of her husband.

" Yes mas. I will not wear it, I will keep it, it does not feel good if I refuse it while Mbak Winda who deliver it himself.." Kinanti hurriedly spoke, she was afraid that her husband had misunderstood.

" Why not wear it? wear it anyway only by.." Damar's voice remained calm.

Kinanti bowed, her husband's sentence even made her feel uncomfortable.

" Wouldn't it be better if you forbid me?" said Kinanti,

" why should I ban you? my brother is also your brother, right?" damar replied as he picked up his milk coffee cup and walked towards his study.

" I have a lot of work to do. Go to sleep first." he said, then closed the door to his study.

Kinanti could only fall silent, again..

Yoga makes a comfortable situation uncomfortable again,

and until when this kind of thing will happen,

silent Kinanti was annoyed, the past was really annoying and made it difficult.