Damar For Kinanti

why did you pick me up?

" Wanted to go to the factory?!" Kinanti followed her husband to the Mbah uti house, as usual, her husband was enjoying a coffee made by Mbah uti while sitting in front of the wasp.

" Here nduk since then.want mbah tell look for seedlings.." sahut mbah uti who sat in a long chair.

" Owalah.gggih mbah, I look for mas Damar because I want to say goodbye.."

" Where are you going??" Damar was staring at his wife with a frown.

" Want to get Dinda, right?"

" continues? who wants to take it? Umar is doing a lot of work, taking an online taxi is also not allowed!" adamant Damar put his coffee.

" Let Dinda take a cab online, let me change it.."

" h.. where does he want to be?"

" I can't drive you, because I have to find seedlings and look at wood.I can't stand back because I've been neglecting my work for too long.."

hearing her husband's words Kinanti was lethargic, it was certain that Damar would not allow her to go alone.

" Yoga is at home. Ask for help Yoga only.." sahut mbah uti.

Damar immediately looked at Kinanti with a view of "alert only if you ask for inter-Yoga!".

Kinanti bowed, then let out a long breath.

" why? Yoga is a holiday. it is safer to take Yoga.." said Mbah uti back who does not know knowing.

" I better not buy seeds and take my wife..?!" said Damar arrived with a sour face.

" Lha?? opo o tho le? the guy delivered your own sister..?"

hearing that Damar was speechless, Kinanti was equally silent as well.

" Your repot is.." Mbah uti clucked while shaking his head.

" Let Yoga be the one who picks you up, is it okay?" damar said later,

" Well, it's okay, but they usually make a fuss?" answer Kinanti.

" Are they kids going to make a fuss? are they old?" damar's voice was calm yet firm.

hearing that Kinanti thought for a moment,

" Yes already. ask for help Yoga only. anyway go alone also should not.." said Kinanti not long.

" Yes, you can't..! especially Yoga?!" damar replied firmly making Mbah uti not out of thought, what is it, because usually Damar is not so.

Yoga, who was on holiday, received an order from Damar to pick up Dinda at the airport.

About 30 minutes of Yoga waiting, Dinda finally looks out of the airport with a backpack and travel bag.

Women who have been tomboyish since the first began to become feminine after marriage, but still to the tomboyannya still looks 50 percent.

" Why did you pick up?" dinda asked as she found Yoga standing up to greet her with a smile.

" Kinanti is in a state of pregnancy, mas Damar is over protective and not allowed out carelessly..

so..here I come to pick you up.." again Yoga throws her sweet smile.

" Ih.. Your smile sucks.." grumbled Dinda annoyed, Yoga looks more handsome, especially with his smile that is too sweet.

" I heard your grunts..?" sahut Yoga while taking a travel bag on Dinda's left hand without aba aba.

" Let me bring it myself,"

" Ah. lah, after all not heavy." said Yoga then walk first.

Dinda inevitably follows Yoga's steps to the airport parking lot.

" Hello..?" the sound of Yoga anchored the call on his HP while continuing to walk towards his car.

" What dear? a cake? oh.hhh..!" answer Yoga and then put HP in her pants pocket again.

" Din.. stopping by first doesn't matter, right?" tanya Yoga turned to Winda,

" Where to go?"

" just find my son's favorite cake for a second.."

" just buy a cake for your son first, I don't matter." replied Dinda flatly.

Yoga smiled at Dinda's understanding words,

" Oh yeah, I forgot,"

" what?"

" if I haven't eaten, how about we all eat too..

you haven't been home to the poor for a long time, have you?

we eat first..

we're looking for food you can't find in bandung..?"

dinda's forehead wrinkled,

" Don't be weird. I'm not hungry, let's just go."

" but I'm hungry Din. if I tremble while driving how?"

" Have.. eaten first huh, once eat with me..?!" yoga did not want to know and opened the car door.

Joseph who was ready to go out to pick up Kaila was stopped by his father.

" Come here for a second Suf?!" call the father so that his son will follow him into his room.

" What's up? I'm hunting??" joseph stood before his father who was sitting.

" Sit down first.."

hearing his father tell him to sit down, of course, Joseph obeyed.

He sat down unsettled for fear of being late.

" Your mother talked to me last night, about you." her father opened the conversation.

" What's wrong?"

" what's the matter, of course your mother's worried about seeing you?"

Joseph was silent,

" now this is how Suf is, if the woman is serious with you bring her home, introduce us..

don't you be like this demon?

your working hours are gone..?!"

Joseph remained silent.

" Take him home, let us also know the woman wants you to make a wife or just play games with you, at your age, where maybe me and your mother can be patient again,

waiting a year is fine, but 4 years?!".

Joseph just took a deep breath, though,

he had no intention of refuting or explaining anything, for he was tired and had many thoughts now.

" If that woman doesn't want you by wife, you just marry another woman who is better prepared?! you hear Suf?!" firmly, father Yusuf.

" Yusuf?!" his father said again when Joseph was silent,

" Yes.hear, I go first." replied Joseph standing and passing before his father.

The man's steps were heavy, as heavy as his thoughts were now.

4 Know that it was the time that Kaila asked, Joseph had to wait.

While 4 years later the age of Joseph had three more heads.

Many times the man sighed, thinking as hard as he could he found no way out but to be patient 4 years or let go of Kaila and marry someone else to appease his parents.

" God.." lamented slowly, sitting languidly in the parking chair.

He was amazed by himself, how could he fall in love with Kaila who can still be said to be the teenager.

They rarely fall in love, though,

but why after falling in love the situation is so crowded.

" O Joseph..?!" the parking attendant patted Joseph's thigh.

" now want to replace my work? wah... this danger..?!" the parking lot laughed.

" Mbotenlah (no) Mr. Raji.., I just sit down." replied Yusuf,

" why are you lethargic..? haven't eaten yet.. aren't you feeling well?"

" someone is thinking.." Joseph tried to smile,

mr. Raji, who is old as his father, looked at him seriously.

" Must be told to get married, will you?"

ask Raji sir,

" Lho? how do you know, sir??" Yusuf stared at Raji, sir,

mr. Raji laughed at Yusuf's expression,

" It just so happened that a few days ago you were sitting here..

just like sampean now,

you are a little bit complaining about the character of the sampean that is a little stiff and not immediately married.." explained Mr. Raji.

Joseph was silent, and saw the residence of Joseph Pak Raji patted again on Joseph's thigh.

" Mas. mate, starch, fortune.gusti God who is regular, the task of just trying the best.. it means that there will be another way for mas." said Mr. Raji kalem.

" Don't love something too much..

so when things do not go according to reality, the mas is not too bad.." continued Mr. Raji, making Joseph look at him trough, an old parking lot, an old carpenter,

whose life is fit and only live a kara, can say like this, as if it has passed everything..

it was as if his heart was as big as an ocean.