Damar For Kinanti

Dolan

Some people don't realize sometimes that it's not just him who's hurting himself..

Sometimes when he gets hurt and leaves,

he also accidentally hurt the hearts of others who expected his presence.

Disappointment is a good reason, like a sharp weapon that can stab someone in the chest at any time.

Feelings.Sometimes so deep brings us to dissolve in sadness, without us being able to stop.

We continue to live it as if we were the most wounded.

I got off the bus I was on for 13 hours.

The streets look pretty crowded even though it is still early in the morning.

" Hello?, have you reached Luwih Long? wait for me there, will you?" the voice of a woman answering Kinanti's call.

Looking right and left, the situation is very different with unfortunate, this terminal is so crowded with taxis and taxi drivers who offer to drive.

But Kinanti only shook her head while smiling,

he wanted his best friend during college to shut up and wait.

Fifteen minutes later came someone with a white motor matic.

" Nan?!" the voice of the woman on the motorbike was so carefree as she waved her hands at Kinanti.

" Din?!" Kinanti's voice was no less happy, his smile spread wide as he walked closer to the biker.

" Welcome to Bandung, poor man!" Said Dinda while hugging Kinanti tightly.

" Are you not a poor person?!" reply to Kinanti, and both of them laughed.

" Let's go up, let's get breakfast at my subscription!" said Dinda,

" A dawn like this?"

" wes tho Nan. quickly go up..!" said Dinda, and Kinanti immediately went up with her not-so-big backpack.

After 15 minutes drive through the Buah batu area,

Winda stopped at one of the tent eating places on the roadside that read 'Lalapan lamongan'.

Dinda pulled out one seat for Kinanti to sit down after the two entered.

One man was busy cooking rice, and another man was busy making warm tea.

" Lho?! where's mbak Din from? hayoo..?!" the thief said with a smile while teasing Dinda.

" Eleh. young man, yo dolan (main)." replied Vinda accordingly.

" Dolan at dawn..!" sahut the laxative.

" From the long cak Wito. pick up my friend from malang." replied Dinda.

" Lho? pole (man)malang tho mbak?" tanya Cak Wito turned his gaze to Kinanti who just nodded.

" Kulo (my ) pole (person ) lamongan mbak.. badhe (want ) holiday tho?"

" Yes." replied Kinanti smiling.

" Wes luwe iki cak Wit, maem zinc regular e yo? 2 servings. Fresh tea one, sweet tea one..!" sela Dinda's.

Damar got off the Yoga car and immediately walked towards his house.

Winda who saw Damar immediately pursued Damar's steps.

" nan? Nan??" Damar knocked on the door and pushed the door, but it was locked.

" Nan??!" call Damar again, he wants to rush to see his wife's face and embrace her.

The longing that had been pressed deep inside now had mastered it.

" nan? Kinan??!" call him again but no word.

" This is your house key..!" the sound of Vinda arrived behind Damar.

With a swift Willa opened the door of the house with a key that was in his hand.

Damar looked confused,

" Why are the house keys in the sidean?" ask Damar, please,

" Where is my wife?" ask Damar.

" Have it, go in first and clean yourself up." said Winda calmly.

He even left his dirt bike in the contract he lived on when he came out of the house, just because he wanted to rush home.

Damar walked into his house that looked lonely,

He went into his room, into the kitchen, even into his study.

Looking for the figure of the woman he had left for almost three weeks.

" Yoga says my wife is sick? is he lying to me?" tanya Damar walked back closer to Winda who was standing in the living room earlier.

" Kinanti is not healthy this week.. Yoga is not a lie." replied Winda.

" Where is my wife?" Damar's worried.

" He went home to your in-laws.."

" Why did you allow it?!" damar's voice rose, and,

" Then what can I do? you didn't even come home?

don't you know what people talk about out there when you don't come back?"

Vinda's voice was sharp, he was very upset at Damar.

" You should be back as soon as things start to die down, instead of playing out there?!"

Damar was silent, he felt wrong in this, he should not have stayed outside too long, and he should have given a news so that people do not think badly or worry about him.

" Clean yourself, then eat, then pick up your wife." said Winda as calmly as possible, then turned to leave Damar.

After cleaning himself up, and changing clothes, without eating or anything Damar immediately took his car keys and headed for the garage.

" I apologize to your wife, and speak kindly,

don't mention your things yesterday,

you hear Dam?" Winda comes back to give advice, before Damar finally leaves the house by driving his car.

" Where is mom??!" damar's voice rose, his blood as if gathering in his head.

His face flushed for a moment.

" He said he wanted to look at his friend, maybe about 3 days." replied the calm mother, of course the mother already knows what happened.

" Why did you allow it? isn't he unhealthy?" asked Damar with a soft voice back, his eyes suddenly softened.

" He's that sad, how can you not let him? I thought it would be good for him to find a new atmosphere,

new places usually make the mind calmer.."

" What do you mean by a new place? she's Damar's wife, why doesn't anyone stop her from leaving??" Damar did not accept it in his heart.

" Your wife didn't run away.your wife just calmed down..

of course the mother gave permission, because as her husband you are not beside her," said the mother made Damar bowed.

" I was wrong ma'am, anger made me unable to take the right step for a moment,

but that doesn't mean I ignore my wife..?"

" And then.."

" And then I realized that I had to learn to be more mature by immediately solving a problem,

postponing or running away from the problem will only create new problems.." Damar put his palms together and squeezed each other.

" So, please tell me ma'am..

where is my wife?" asked Damar with a troubled heart.

" He said to Dinda's house, his best friend in college, he also said it would only be a few days..

so don't worry about him,"

" Don't worry about how mom??! please tell me Dinda's address??" Damar is not calm.

" If not wrong Dinda lives in malang too, after mother, used to play here often..

the area near the dam.."

Damar was silent, he snorted softly, his feelings mixed.

" Please call Kinanti ma'am, ask Dinda's address because the number has been inactive since this morning,

let me pick her up mom..?" Damar begged his in-laws.