Damar For Kinanti

Chinatown Pickup

The day changed, Damar who had promised Kinanti's mother, set out to pick up Kinanti at her boarding house.

And as usual, Kinanti's expression was displeased.

Especially seeing a friend of a friend at his boarding house who was excited to see a man pick him up.

" Will I be picked up and delivered?" ask Kinanti when in the middle of the road.

" It depends as long as I can get it.." Damar replied casually while continuing to pay attention to the road.

" Did you make a special deal with the mother behind my back?" ask Kinanti.

" What is that?" Damar asked back, he looked indifferent.

" You made a wedding vow with mom?"

" you think?" damar's tone was still indifferent.

" Let's talk seriously." said Kinanti staring at Damar who was focusing on driving.

" Aren't we talking now?" answer Damar.

" Seriously talk..?!"

" was I kidding?" Damar was really relaxed and indifferent, it made Kinanti upset.

" Well..would you ask me to marry you?"

Damar was silent for a moment,

" Not telling, but proposing." replied Damar.

" I know it doesn't feel right for me to say this to someone I just met..

but I'm not the kind of woman who pretends to be gentle in front of people..

I like the candor.."

" i like it too." Damar replied, looking serious,

" good thing, we don't have to pretend we like each other.."

Damar smiled faintly hearing Kinanti's sentence.

" Who said I don't like you?" said Damar arrived to make Kinanti suddenly look at Damar with a strange view.

" I certainly like you. You're my best friend's sister. I watch over you from afar and support your learning process..

where can the word dislike be put?"

damar replied still relaxed and indifferent, he kept his eyes on the highway.

" Will you play me?" kinetic Stare.

" Would you say that to me?"

" why? because I paid for my school and my living needs?"

Damar was speechless, his originally relaxed face turning stiff now.

" What I did to my family was more than enough mas. mas Aji would be very proud if he knew his friend had made his brother a scholar, so please.." kinanti's tone is serious, but her words are more subtle now.

" But I don't feel enough" Damar replied later, his face still stiff.

" I thank you, but enough of my family to trouble you, even with that unreasonable mother's wishes.."

Both were silent, long enough.

" Blessing your mother is mandatory, if Aji is still alive.he will also make your mother happy.. right no..?"

damar said to make Kinanti silent, he did not answer one, because what Damar said might be true..

maybe he'll make his mother happy.

Kinanti.

" It's wrong of you to say we don't know each other. I've known you since I was a teenager..

I've also been watching your progress even though it's invisible to your eyes. More precisely, I know you very well.."

hearing that Kinanti was petrified, he ran out of words.

" Let's just say I'm your brother who's taking you..

so don't make this a big deal, though,

and it doesn't matter if you walk with another man..

I will support whatever makes you happy,

and as a sister I can take over the responsibility of marrying you.."

Kinanti was astonished, truly astonished by Damar's relaxed and unemphasized words.

" It could be usual for him to say that." - Kinanti lamented inwardly.

He was really surprised, what kind of man he met now, because only now he found something like this.

Calm and relaxed, yet serious, sometimes also indifferent and irritating.

Silent Silent Kinanti glanced towards the back seat, there was a fairly large gift box.

" That's a birthday present for my cousin's son." said Damar like tau Kinanti's eyes glanced back.

" I didn't ask.." said Kinanti,

" but the look in your eyes is full of questions, rather than later tonight you can't sleep, I'd better tell you..?"

Kinanti again fell silent, she really felt bad.

" What's your job?" asked Kinanti after a long silence, she felt she had to ask.

" the carpenter." Damar replied casually, but his face was serious.

Kinanti looked at him in disbelief,

" i'm a carpenter, come to my house if you don't believe me." said Damar after a glance at Kinanti, he knew the woman did not believe.

" The time of the carpenter can finance my college and where to use the car?" kinanti's gaze.

Damar laughed when he heard it,

ah. the length of the story when told, the,

I'll tell you later." Damar said in a tired tone, like there was something heavy at the end of his sentence.

" When is that?" tanya Kinanti tried to chase, though,

" what?"

" tell me about yourself?"

Damar smiled briefly, though,

" if we are closer, of course." he said still staring at the highway.

Kinanti was silent, oh my God, lamented inwardly, she unintentionally caught Damar's sweet smile and shady eyes when she glanced at him earlier.

" Why are you staring at me?" asked Damar aware he continued to look at.

" Is there something strange on my face?" ask again, though,

" no mas.. " Answer Kinanti instantly shifted her gaze.

" We eat first yes.all bring something for mom.." he said shortly.

" If I don't want to stay forced, right?"

" eat even a little. I don't like women who come out with me to go home on empty stomachs.."

Kinanti was silent, she did not intend to answer, she felt too tired to argue, and she decided to obey.

Damar tucked his car into the garage of the house, he picked up a gift box in the back seat, then took it out of the car.

He walked towards the end of the house that was lined with his house.

The house is two-story and painted in blue sea.

The clock had shown at seven o'clock in the evening, he kept walking with calm steps towards the house.

Arriving in front of the house it turns out the atmosphere is still crowded with his brother who just finished celebrating a birthday party.

" Of Damal..! a 4-year-old boy who was affected by the speech delay ran towards Damar, he immediately asked for a sling.

Damar swiftly carried her.

" Wahh. happy birthday om.." Damar kissed the boy's cheek many times, then handed him the box containing the gift.

" Waduh. bothered only mas, even though mas busy.." The father of Bagas walked over, he seemed pleased with the arrival of Damar.

" What a busy you are, the busier doctor sir." said Damar smiled, then lowered Bagas from his carrier.

" Cause it's night, I'm back first.."

" Lho? where the hell is mas?! our people rarely meet even though the house is close by. mbok ya cancopi same me first..?"

look in Dad Bagas' eyes expectantly.

" No coffee!" Kaila suddenly got up and ran towards the kitchen.

" Wes tho mas, we chat on the porch." ask Bagas' father.

With a heavy heart Damar obeyed him, finally he sat on the terrace and talked with Bagas' father as well, accompanied by a cup of coffee made by Kaila.

" Smart is also Kaila making coffee." commented Damar,

" he's a grown man and if he doesn't go to college maybe he will be forced to marry." replied Bagas' father.

" Don't.he's still so spoiled, can't take care of the husband.." said Damar while smoking his cigarette.

" Reduce your cigarettes mas. is not good." suggested Bagas' father who is a general practitioner.

Damar smiled at the glance hearing it,

" i've reduced it.." Answer Damar, please,

" How are you doing Yog? everything okay?" ask Damar later.

" Yes.this is how mas. mas tau itself.." replied Yoga smiled a little bitterly.

" Didn't her mother come to see her at all?"

" Sick bagas he doesn't budge.."

Damar took a deep breath, then exhaled his cigarette smoke.

" Do you have any plans to remarry?"

" h. not before.."

" why? haven't you been a widower for 2 years?"

" people are forcing me to remarry, but I'm afraid I'm wrong to choose again.."

" look at the seedlings bebet weights, not necessarily the children of the rich.which is important behavior.." advice Damar who is adrift age 2 years from Yoga.

" There is mas. but.have it.." replied Yoga desperately.

" if there is a yes that's it.."

" mas do not know.for now, it is impossible for him to accept me.." Yoga is complaining.

Damar was silent, he cast his gaze on the pitch-black sky without the moon and stars.

" Everything has its way.It is important that as human beings do their best..

and don't hurt anyone else, either,

if in the past you've hurt someone..

then in the future never repeat that again.."

Yoga quietly bowed to hear the word Damar.

He respected the figure of Damar, for him Damar is a wise and hardworking man.

And a bad past doesn't make him a bad person.

Instead of replying to the evil treatment he had received, he was instead kind and gave a smile to people who had hurt him.