Damar For Kinanti

by 30 years

Damar was busy watching the wood cutting, he was busy from morning until afternoon.

But in the midst of his busy life he was surprised by something.

Kaila ran towards him with tears flowing profusely, not to mention her reddened cheeks inexplicably.

" Hit mom?!" kaila's voice half-screeched.

Damar hurriedly removed his clear glasses and walked closer to Kaila.

" Come to the house, not here..?!" invite Damar with a loud voice racing with the sound of the engine.

He takes Kaila to his house, but Kaila refuses, so Damar takes her to his simple office.

" Don't show your tears in front of a lot of people." Damar said giving tissue to Kaila.

" Here, the grease is oil so it doesn't swell.." Damar took a bottle of medicinal oil and rubbed it slowly onto Kaila's left cheek.

" Now tell me. Why, mother couldn't have hit you..?" Damar looked at his stepbrother seriously.

" Mommy wants to take me out but I don't want to." replied Kaila still with the rest of her tears.

" where? don't you usually go with mom to certain events with her friends?"

" is the problem different?!"

" the difference?" Damar leaned against the table and folded his hands together on his chest, waiting for the kaila's explanation.

" Mommy wants to take me to Aunt Yanti's house, meet her son!" asserted Kaila heartache has got a slap.

" then because mom slapped you?" Damar still doesn't understand.

" Yes, because I refused! his aunt Irma's son is a businessman, the hell mas can not guess the mind of the mother?!"

" You want to be paired with the businessman's friend's son?"

" hey! wong mother! anyway there's a rich and well-established man, I've always been put in front, brought here and there!"

Damar sighed,

" if a man is good why not..?" the sound of Damar is smooth.

" Day gini mas, mas ask me to want to be in a match?! I don't know what his attitude and behavior is, it's good that mom wants to take me off college and get married! yo-emoh!"

" hemm. You fought mom with a hard word?"

" well. a little.."

" that's why you got slapped..

if according to this mas, get to know each other first.it's okay, but don't get married as long as your college isn't finished.."

" Want to talk to mom?"

Damar was silent, all this time he was very avoiding his stepmother, even though his house was lined up, he as much as possible minimized interaction.

For a year, he could count how many times he talked to his stepmother.

" I don't promise." replied Damar quietly,

" if you don't want to talk to mom, let me ask you to please just mbah Uti?!"

" uh...! don't bother yourself with problems, let him enjoy his old days in peace!" damar.

" All right, let me talk later.."

" is it right, mas?!"

Damar nodded with a little weight.

surely he must prepare his heart and ears if he really will talk to his stepmother.

" You're being ushered in by that guy later?" ask Yusuf, please,

" yes. it seems less good for mother's mood if I answer no. anyway he just drove me and picked me up. let it be.."

replied Kinanti while busy planting flower seeds in the courtyard.

" Let it?? tumben once that sentence comes out of your mouth.." Yusuf wonder.

" Want how.he who took my life for a few years, I can't be careless with him.."

" is that right?" Joseph seduces, joseph seduces,

" It's true that she cares about you, I have to admit it.."

" why?"

" just curious, how do you want to be picked up so... Rich is a man?"

" i think it's ordinary. Simple appearance is not excessive, the car is also not a famous and expensive car.."

" what is it that interests you?"

" who said I was interested?" Kinanti looked at Joseph with an annoyed look,

" are you interrogating me?!"

" no.." Joseph laughed, though,

" And then?! go if you just want to bother me!"

" haha..!" Joseph chuckled, delighted to see Kinanti's annoyed expression.

" What time are you leaving?" ask Yusuf, please,

" i would like to see the face of my future brother." added Yusuf, Refek Kinanti took off his neck and threw it at Joseph.

" Where are you going, Dam?" asked a 35-year-old woman to see Damar come out of the house dressed neatly, she wore a collared T-shirt with old ash and jeans.

" Get out." replied Damar as he locked the door to his house.

" I see now every Friday and Sunday night you go out?

any work?" tanya mbak Winda, her cousin, precisely sister Yoga.

" Not going to a friend's house alone." replied Damar approached his cousin and kissed the back of his cousin's hand.

" Do you have a boyfriend??" tanya mbak Winda with eyes of curiosity,

" ah, where is my girlfriend mbak Win. I said friend, yes friend.not girlfriend.." replied Damar.

" That I had hoped to see you who always come out neatly like this. bring another car, but usually ride a motorcycle.." commented mbak Winda.

Damar just smiled.

" Don't smile that smile! in a few months you'll be 30!"

" Well, why 30 years?"

" married le. it's time.."

" yes." replied Damar again smiling.

" Yes opo?!"

" married she said.."

" do you have a boyfriend?! he said there wasn't?!"

" married yes married, no need to wear courtship mbak..

if there's anything that suits me, I'll get married." Damar replied with a smile.

" Om, Om?!" Bagas ran towards Damar, while Yoga followed behind him.

" Don't run?!" yoga Voice.

" Wah.. hotshot? where you going?" Damar squatted down and hugged Bagas.

" Go, same father." replied the little boy.

" Wah. handsome pantes, yes already. depart first same father yes.."

Damar kissed Bagas' cheek, then let the boy return to his father.

" Where are you going?" tanya Yoga, please,

" Go to the city first.. "

" i also want to go to the city, want to be together?" Yoga offers, the,

" No, I happen to have an appointment with a friend.."

" ohh." replied Yoga to a smile.

He seemed to know that Damar would meet with a woman, because Damar who is usually lazy out if it is not business work, so routinely out every week with a car.

Damar preferred where to ride the bike, because he felt it was faster and more practical.