Damar For Kinanti

Bandung

Damar opened his car glass, and of course burned a cigarette as usual.

The man looked lethargic, not sleeping well for days.

Feelings of uneasiness and anxiety always follow, worse than yesterday when he left the house.

Several times on the pat of his chest, expelling the tremors of his lethargy that began to creep up on his head.

From a distance, Yoga approached.

He just got out of the house of one of Kinanti and Dinda's best friends first.

This is the second home they went to today.

" Hufft.." Yogic voice sighed as he got into the car.

Yoga sat silent, long enough, his eyes straight on the road.

So did Damar, too,

he just kept quiet and kept smoking his cigarette.

Both of them seemed calm, but they were not that calm.

Their minds were noisy, their hearts were agitated and afraid.

" Nobody knows where Dinda now lives.." Yoga opens the voice.

Damar who heard it remained silent.

" Tomorrow I'll find more information after I get home from practice..

just rest at home, do not need to come along." said Yoga.

" You think I can calm down? I haven't been able to find my wife in a week." The voice of Damar.

" Do you think I am calm too, after the mas who stopped, now the wife?! I'm bouncing this month..

patience mas..

I know I'm the cause of all this, though,

that's why I'm self-conscious and not silent.

He was with Dinda..

I'm sure as hell, though,

sadly..

Dinda now knows where she lives.." Yoga half grumbled, he was also tired..

he was right, never again would he do something like this.

The damage done by him is incredible for the family.

" Don't smoke too much mas." said Yoga glanced at Damar who opened his pack of cigarettes back, the man had no end to smoking and smoking.

Dinda had just opened the fence, but a white man approached her.

" A lot of Din today?" ask Alfian, the son of the contract owner.

" Eh, Fian, thank God. all right.. how?" asked Dinda while raising her eyebrows looking at the man who had a height of 170 cm.

" They are afraid of me like that, so they don't want to go alone." Alfian replied.

" Ahh.he's hard, not familiar like him.."

" Yes..how about just a week to lembangnya?

proceed to the boat also can..

if the same Dinda always exciting oruhh..?"

Alfian looked excited, though,

" I'm bored.."

" just where? ready to drop this off, full battery.." Alfian laughed, and she laughed.

" I'll talk to my friend again..

I'll chat.. okay?" Dinda blinked her eyes, just joking, and it was common for both of them.

" If the elder does not want to, we only walk alone." said Alfian ventured.

" You know.. how reckless..?"

" yes reckless.is hard to get out now?" alfian Protest slowly.

" What do people say if we go out together often?

your mother may be uncomfortable, too..

I'm a widow." Dinda's gaze was a little faint.

" There are many widows, so do not look down on yourself,

my mother always judged you well.."

hatch Alfian.

" That's because he doesn't know we're close, any different if he knows we're close?"

" that's your own assumption, so you always refuse every time I want to invite you to commit, right?

your bad thoughts are.."

" Huss!" Dinda glares arrived, arriving,

" there are many ears?! we'll talk later, come here after Magrib, my friend is making a snack..

we chat on the terrace while eating." said Dinda.

Alfian smiled, though,

" i will keep trying Din, don't keep pushing me." Alfian said and walked away.

Dinda just sighed, and continued her steps into her not-so-small rented house, but also not that big, there were only two bedrooms inside, one living room, and one, one bathroom, one tv room, and one kitchen, while on the second floor there are only clotheslines and some plants that Dinda planted alone in plastic pot pots.

Dinda enjoys cooking her own vegetables.

Dinda also often sits under the clothesline just to look for the wind at night.

The atmosphere in his fairly dense environment sometimes feels a little hot for him.

Dinda sat on the carpet of her living room, she did not have a chair, because the living room would look smaller if given a chair.

So Dinda just gave him a rug and some cushioned chairs to sit on and lean on.

" I eavesdrop.." Kinanti's voice appeared from the front room.

" Ihh.. basic..!" grunts Dinda.

Kinanti laughed and sat down next to Dinda.

" I never said I'd make a snack tonight..?" kinanti Goda,

" A.. already, just make it.. You're good at making snacks?!"

" Why don't you just go through the two?

even cat cat cat.."

" not my cat." replied Dinda lacking enthusiasm,

" then?"

" why a widow?"

" I like him..

I have a lot to think about.." Dinda laid herself.

" Economy?" knock Kinanti, chirps,

" about the economy I've been more than capable of living myself.."

" I mean Alfian's economy?"

" While it doesn't work, the monthly rent of a house can make it a living.." I guess.."

" then?"

Dinda was silent,

" Are you traumatized?" ask Kinanti slowly,

" who isn't younger than me.."

" just a year, right? you're not sorry? he's pretty handsome.." tease Kinanti,

" You think I saw the guy from the handsome guy?!" Dinda sewot's.

" i keep going. Your ex-husband is also handsome.."

" yes because of that..!"

Kinanti laughed a little, though,

" yes yes. I understand, just as comfortable as you are, do not force yourself." said Kinanti later.

" He's the kind of home child he'll always look after his mother..

I know it's a child's duty, though,

but for me, free-spirited..

maybe our relationship won't get to the wedding..

dating is good.."

" Mama's son??"

" well.." Dinda nodded, though,

" h.have you thought a lot.."

Dinda smiled bitterly,

" my ex-husband is also my mom's son. You know that, right?" dinda said in a soft voice.

Kinanti nodded, now she understood right, what was the reason behind Dinda's willing but unwilling attitude.

Yusuf walked slowly, settling into the sediment beside his car.

He did not want to be seen by Damar, some days he has run away quite well.

But today he seems not lucky enough.

" Stop hiding, or I break your car's glass."

Damar's voice was calm but frightening to Joseph.

" Pardon me?!" yusuf's voice came out from the back of the car.

" good talk is good mas..?" Joseph raised both his hands up.

" Don't ya mas, this car though ugly I bought with my own labor." said Yusuf with a frown worried to see Damar standing in front of his car with an unpleasant look.

" What kind of good do you want?" asked Damar, looking at Joseph with annoyance.

" Yes well tho mas..??" joseph shuddered in fear.

" if you want to be good, why do you keep avoiding me?"

" Not dodging mas ee.. is not it?, ouch.. busy I iki.. busy.. sit (not ) dodge.. saestu (really ) mas.."

Damar was silent for a moment while shaking his waist, he seemed to hold back.

" Of course, don't say much. Where's my wife?"

" ooh.." lamented Joseph while staring at the paving he stepped on.

" I know you drove him, right? can't my wife travel alone?!"

Damar's voice was loud.

Joseph is still down, though,

" Yusuf..!!" firmly Damar made one two people who were parking the car and motorcycle shocked and looked at the two.

" I just take you to travel. The rest do not know.." replied Yusuf while swallowing his saliva, because it is true that Damar would hit him.

" Just..!!"

" no mas?? really, I just drove until the travel bus came and he boarded..

he called me by another number,

after he said he was safe until his destination, the number was hard to call again.."

joseph was honestly so scared.

" You are it! stupid or what?! could be my wife you let go!" damar said loudly,

and without knowing when Damar was walking, knowing that Damar was in front of Joseph and pulling the collar of Joseph's shirt.

" dude? I'm his brother, but what can I do when he stays here and cries for you?

you're not coming back, though,

have you disappointed him?!"

joseph answered, though nervous.

" Silence!"

" She said she'd be gone for a few days, and then come home? mas knows rightly that he can't leave the bulek right?"

Hearing that Damar took his hand off Joseph's collar slowly.

" Of course, you're too careless?! you should have told me?!" damar is still angry.

" Tell me where? while the mas itself has not come home for a long time?"

Hearing that Damar was silent, this time he could not answer Joseph's sentence,

it's true, he's been wrong with going for weeks.

" Say? where's my wife going?" he asked then, after his emotions had subsided a little.

" Bandung.." answered Yusuf,

" What? where to?"

" To bandung mas. bandung, west java." said Yusuf more clearly.

" Jeez...??" Damar held his head in an instant, he never imagined his wife would go that far.

" But I don't know the destination address mas, just the last time he called me, he said he had arrived at the terminal lithe long.." added Yusuf made Damar's head heavier.