Damar For Kinanti

talk of 2 men

Damar took off his glasses, massaged the base of his nose.

" You look so tired? less sleep?"

comments from his co-worker, Andri.

The table just happened to be close to Damar.

" A little.." Damar replied without turning his head, still busy massaging the base of his nose.

" Since you recovered from your foot injury, I've seen you get thinner..

check yourself out." Andri commented.

" Do you eat well?" andri asked, though,

" I eat well, but don't sleep well..

I need to sleep, but I don't like to sleep." replied Damar, Andri who didn't understand frowned.

Damar is a smart person and does not talk much, so it's only natural that if his fellow lecturers at the university do not know Damar well, they just say hello and make friends.

" Do you have any more classes?" ask Andri, please,

" No. This afternoon is the last one." replied Damar wearing his glasses again and began tidying up his desk.

" Go straight home? how about we get coffee first? I don't have any more classes either.." Andri offered himself.

" It's a pity, I have an appointment this afternoon..

I'm sorry, maybe next time." replied Damar as he picked up his bag.

" I'll go first, then?" Pamit Damar got up from his chair,

" Okay, be careful." answered Andri a little disappointed, he actually wanted to get along with Damar, but somehow Damar was very difficult to approach.

Damar drives his bike at a moderate speed.

He did not lie to Andri, today he did have an appointment with his mother and prospective Kinanti.

Actually he does not want to, but if the mother feels his presence and opinion is important then he must come.

He will just come and talk for a moment,

well. act and ask accordingly.

What was clear was that he would try half-dead to gain control of himself.

These few days his condition has improved, and,

only Aji was always disturbed in his sleep, which was something he could not bargain.

The more agitated he is, the more often Aji shows up to say hello.

But the more stable he is, Aji will alpha to greet him in the subconscious, and his sleep will be soundly silent baby.

But things related to his psyche and stability can not always be controlled.

Sometimes there are some things that surprise and damage his mood so that his calm is damaged, then cause bad thoughts to reappear without knocking to ask permission for his presence.

They're barging in, they're barging in,

mastering Damar's flawed mind, where years of trauma and pain are buried,

so that the sturdy Damar weakened instantly.

The strong hand, the shoulder field, and the tall body seemed to melt into a small and helpless along with the bad things that attacked him.

Of course many people call it a trauma, life will never go right as long as a great trauma overwhelms, and engulfs the logical mind slowly.

At least that's what Damar feels.

Damar arrives in front of Kinanti's house, he takes off his helmet and jacket, tidying up his dark blue shirt,

not to forget he bent his shirt arm up, several folds up under his elbow.

That's where the hard-working hand looks, which is clearly not the hand of a weak man and likes to relax.

He justifies the location of the glasses that he actually only wears when teaching it, just that,

in addition to clarifying his view, he wears it because the glasses frame him, so that he looks more serious and authoritative.

But for this time he still wears it because he wants to hide his thick eye bags.

Damar walked into the terrace of Kinanti, he saw a man in uniform sitting there, he looked relaxed and smoked his cigarette calmly.

" Good afternoon." said Damar to give his hands for a shake, he also smiled moderately.

" Good afternoon? mas Damar huh?" Haikal got up from his seat and welcomed Damar's hand, both shaking hands.

" I'm sorry I'm late." Damar said later.

While Haikal looked at Damar a little in wonder, he,

mom says that Kinanti's foster brother is just a villager and a carpenter, though,

but why is his appearance as neat and intellectual as this, Haikal thought.

Was he purposely dressed neatly because he was going to meet Haikal?,

Haikal's body was less high, making Haikal increasingly doubt that Damar was just a simple village person as said mother.

" How about we just go in. talk inside.." ask Damar,

" Oh, yes, of course." replied Haikal.

The two went inside, greeted by the mother.

" Healthy son??" mother asked looking very happy with the arrival of Damar.

" Yes ma'am, healthy.I'm sorry, can't come here like yesterday because of busyness.." Damar explained while apologizing.

"No matter what son, you're healthy, I'm happy.."

hearing the words Damar's mother smiled, the attitude of the mother really makes him feel always welcome in this house.

" Where are you going, ma'am?" ask Damar not to see Kinanti since.

" He's still teaching mas lessons at 5 o'clock to go home." said Haikal smiling.

" Les??" Damar wonder,

" Yes, next to my house." Haikal answered making it uncomfortable to crawl Damar.

" O. Friday to Sunday only?" damar asked hurriedly covering up his discomfort.

" Monday to Friday mas." Haikal replied again.

Damar's face really showed an astonished expression now, as if he was looking at mother, as if asking for an explanation.

" Kinanti has stopped teaching son.." jawan mom as if she knew.

" When is mom?" ask Damar seriously.

" Since the last time Damar went to see my mother in this house..

after that he decided to resign because of the condition of the mother.."

Damar was silent, could he not know at all about this, and why when the last met Kinanti did not tell him?

does he really consider me to be who and not important at all?, Damar continued to think while speaking in his heart.

" Why not tell mom?" ask Damar calmly.

" Because I don't want to keep bothering you, son.."

" What's the trouble, ma'am? I've never felt troubled that it's about mom??" damar's tone was calm yet firm.

" I'm sorry, son.."

Damar was silent for a moment, taking repeated breaths.

Then turned his eyes to Haikal.

" Yes already.. is Haikal?" ask Damar, please,

" yes, mas?!" haikal answered quickly and firmly, it became a habit in his workplace and often carried away on his way home.

" I heard there's a plan to marry Kinanti?"

" yes, right.." Haikal.

" Is that really what you're doing on the basis of seriousness?"

" of course" Haikal replied without hesitation

Damar was silent, he processed the sentence to be thrown.

" Where would I go if I could know the seriousness of it?"

" I did like Kinan a long time ago, and I just happened to not want to make much more time with dating,

so I hope to get married soon with Kinan.."

" Just based on the likes of the old days? you dare to invite a woman to marry in a hurry?, then have you really known Kinan inside out?

remember, when you were little and grown up it was different.."

" Of course I know that, and of course everyone becomes different as an adult.."

Damar sighed,

" I mean to know his person inside out, what about when he's happy, when he's sad, and when he's angry?

many women who turned out to be more fierce after becoming a wife, so that the impression of cute and submissive lost, so,

but it was caused by different attitudes and treatment from the husband, and many other factors, not all like that,

are you willing to accept Kinan as it is?

is he in any condition?"

Haikal was silent, he seemed to be thinking as well.

" I will marry Kinanti however she is." Haikal then confidently told Damar.