
Tyo walked towards the fence, he repeatedly threw a smile at Kinanti so that he did not realize there was someone standing right in front of the fence.
" Sorry..?!" tyo took a few steps back.
Tyo found a man who was taller than him, and it seemed that Tyo was familiar, it was the man who had picked up Kinanti and had a little chat with her here,
if it's not wrong he's a distant relative or something..
Tyo slightly forgot, obviously Tyo immediately gave a smile and said an apology again for hitting people.
" I'm sorry..?"
" It's okay." replied the man flatly, he threw a smile, which was either sincere or forced to it, which obviously looked a little less friendly.
" Will you go home, Tyo?" asked the man in the black jacket, while his left hand held his trail helmet.
" Yes, I've been here since late afternoon.."
" oh.." Tyo got a flat answer.
" yes already. I say goodbye first. let's.." said Tyo felt a less pleasant air than the man in front of him.
He immediately walked out, toward his motorbike and passed into the highway.
While on the front porch only remains the man and Kinanti.
The two looked at each other for a moment,
the man seemed to be holding something back, his face stiff.
But the tired Kinanti ignored all that.
" Let's go in. Mom's room." said Kinanti.
He went in first.
" Lho? How about a phone?" ask the mother after seeing the figure of Damar enter the room.
" Nobody told me, not even my mother." - Damar was disappointed,
" I'm sorry mommy son. I don't want to bother son Damar." said the mother forced herself.
" Mom just rest mom." said Damar after knowing the condition of the mother is not good,
" I'm ahead first. Mother calm down huh.. " Damar got up and walked out of mom's room.
He sat in the living room, then,
soon I came out with a cup of coffee.
" A drink of mas.." He sat not far from Damar.
" We talked outside." Damar said in an unfriendly voice.
The man walked out onto the porch, and sat there.
The lazy Kinanti fussed with Damar following out and sitting next to Damar, their seats separated by a small table that was deliberately placed there to put ornamental flowers.
" What's wrong?" ask Kinanti calmly.
" Do you need to be like this to me?" asked Damar arrived, the look in the eyes of the man implied disappointment.
" What do you mean?" tanya Kinanti did not understand,
" You really made me realize this time.I'm the one who doesn't know myself.."
" Lho?! did this come to talk like this?" Kinanti.
" You can avoid me, but you should still tell me if mom's sick.." Damar's voice went up and down, he kind of held back his feelings from exploding.
" I guess you already told me, because usually every sick mom is looking for a mas? I know you, I think you're busy." replied Kinanti flatly.
" busy? since when is my busy life more important than mom and you?" the tone of voice of Damar Manajam.
Both are looking, though,
" What is this mas? come I'm you're upset about things I don't even understand, where's my fault?
you even accused me of avoiding you, why should I avoid you??!"
" Leave me and go home with that man, what's his name? should you call me so I don't come to your hostel like a fool?!"
Damar threw away his gaze, preferring to stare at the mango tree before him.
Kinanti dumbfounded,
" This is it? it's amazing to accuse me.."
"God, this man.." lamented Kinanti, he was confused to be angry or to laugh.
" Don't make weird thoughts, haven't I told you that?"
Damar was silent, his face stiff without a smile.
" I've been back here for 2 days, ask mom there, I also went home alone by bus, not with anyone..!" firmly Kinanti.
" Then the man?"
" He came here and went to see Mom, when I wanted to ban him?"
Damar Silence, his face was still stiff.
" Why didn't you ask me to pick you up?" ask Damar still not satisfied.
" I won't continue to trouble you mas. I know myself." replied Kinanti sighing.
" I don't want to be complacent with your kindness mas.." he added,
sontak Damar looked at the woman beside him.
" Terlena?" repeat Damar, please,
" Yes.your kindness.all of it makes me confused and difficult.."
" confused and difficult??"
" let go of your responsibilities mas.let's just say it's all paid off.."
Damar stood up from his chair, he looked at Kinanti with an angry and disappointed face.
" So now you want to insist that I stay away from you?"
" that's not it, don't get me wrong..?" Kinanti stood up.
" Have you really chosen that man to be your husband?" ask Damar.
" It's worth it. Today you look beautiful and cheerful.it turns out it's all because of Tyo's arrival..
you didn't even think to call me even if it was related to mom..
well. If it is he you choose.I will keep my promise to pay for your marriage.." Damar's voice sounds bad, his heart is really hurt.
" jeez.. mas, why does the direction go there??" Kinanti frustrated if the discussed prospective husband again prospective husband again, but that is not what he wants to discuss.
" I feel sorry for you mas. listen to me. I.." I haven't finished talking Kamar has cut off his words.
" Pity me because I picked you up here and there but it turns out you're married to someone else later?"
Kinanti could not say a word, she was very confused by Damar's sentence which she thought was unreasonable.
Somehow he continued to misunderstand every sentence that Kinanti said.
The two were silent for quite a while, but Damar's face looked unsettled, the man was riled up and restless, painstakingly holding the turmoil in his heart.
" Well, according to my promise to Aji, I'll let you go after you get married, forgive my selfishness, you have the right to choose whoever your future husband is..
but satuhal, though,
you can break up with me, please,
but don't ever break my relationship with my mother,
I'll take care of Mom, anyway,
if I'd just come here if I didn't care, I wouldn't be offended if it was good for you in the future.."
Damar was really suppressing his feelings, his jealousy towards Tyo blinded his logical thinking causing him to think too deeply and excessively.
" So from now on I won't be taking you back..
don't you worry.." Damar walked a step but stopped, like there was something he wanted to say again, but in his swallow again the sentence was.
" I'm leaving." he said as he walked out of the terrace, towards his motorbike parked on the side of the road.
Kinanti who saw Damar like that could only pat her own chest.
Somehow facing the man it feels crowded, the sentence he uttered like a double meaning.
He kept telling Kinanti to get married, even with other men it was okay, he said,
but when he really saw another man he was like a wood that was devoured by fire, smoldering and unacceptable.