Damar For Kinanti

by 30 years

Winda was sitting with his maternal uncle and his aunt.

Incidentally after sending a prayer they have a habit of gathering at the house of Mbah uti to just talk, ask news and talk about something that really does not matter,

it's just that they need to do it to keep the familiarity.

Damar who uses black sarongs and cocoa clothes along with black kopyah walks past Winda.

" Where are you going?" ask Winda,

" Go home." Damar replied flatly, without looking at Vinda.

" What's home coming out?" tanya Winda who realized that Damar was rarely home these days.

" If I can't sleep I'm out." Damar replied passing by and disappeared after passing through the front door, his shadow swallowed by the darkness around.

Winda looked around, and everyone smiled.

" The boy is on the verge of great anxiety like that." commented pak dhe Darwis.

" That's sir dhe. I was confused to serve him, difficult to read his heart, unlike Yoga which is always bright..

Sometimes attention, sometimes indifferent to people. often make people who do not know him misunderstand.." Grasping complained,

" How old is Win now?" tanya budhe prapti, wife of sir dhe Darwis.

" Next month it's 30 years old, less than 2 weeks.."

" Lho...? I thought Damar was 27 or 28?"

" mboten dhe. 30 years two weeks away." replied Winda.

" Win's...Willa.." call mbah uti, please,

" Dalem mbah?" Vinda brought herself closer to the altar.

" So that afternoon I said the same thing..

your sister iku. want to take away the children of people he said.." said Mbah while smiling at the side with a soft ring.

" who is mbah? Yoga?"

" Iha. ndak was shocked that Yoga.lha wong Damar said.." she explained.

Winda's stunned, though,

" Aghast tho. Mbah yo startled, hahaha.." the Mbah laughed.

" How can you laugh at me?" Winda wonder,

" good thing.your sister already has a sense of wanting to have someone..

he had ever wanted something before..

boy e nrimo..

until he was blamed for something he did not do, he accepted..

the blow that he should not have received, in fact he received without asking what was wrong?"

Winda was down, everyone always became sad when remembering things that Damar had gone through.

" Mumpung mbah is still alive Win..

find the woman who wants to be carried away..

what should you do as a sister do.." added the Mbah.

" Electly mbah? Damar is hard to compromise with.."

" Yo moso tho Win. You were born first, yes how do you find out..

sopo kui... Umar..?"

The mind nodded immediately,

" yes yes, mbah.. Umar must know.." said Winda.

" When your sister can't take her own happiness.then as a sister your duty is to help her take it.." said the Mbah with a mantab tone.

" this Mbah is dizzy if you see Damar so. fortunately e Mbah iki house is not a fire.." lamented the Mbah, mbah,

" Why is it Mbah?!"

" o do Damar, firewood in the pile all over the fire." he explained as he leaned himself on the shoulder of the chair.

Damar who could not sleep continued to sit in front of the terrace while smoking, smoking,

his face looked up at the dark sky, looking for the moonlight that was not visible tonight.

Some of the sounds of frogs that are connected and accompanied by the sound of crickets like entertaining himself,

Damar lifts its sheath up to the knees, sitting cross-legged to make it more comfortable.

" What's Kinanti doing ya." he said half muttered.

His heart was in a sense of uneasiness, eager to meet Kinanti, but he was afraid of not being able to hold back.

Indeed, the chances are so great if you want to seize Kinanti in this chaos.

But he is not like that. he wants Kinanti to accept it because he is worthy of choice.

The second cigarette.. Damar complained of silence, silent,

he can't stand it anymore.

He got up from his seat, went into the room and replaced his scabbard with his pants.

Kinanti heard the sound of a motorbike stopping in front of her house,

" Tok tok..?!" the door's on tap, though,

" Nan..?" The daughter who recognized the voice immediately got up and opened the door.

" Daddy?" he found Damar.

" Where are you?" ask Kinanti, please,

" From home and here." replied Damar,

" yes it is. go in mas.." said Kinanti told Damar to enter.

" It's not like I'm tired at night like this.." commented Kinanti put a glass of hot coffee on the table to be drunk by Damar.

" Mom where? how lonely..?" asked Damar not to hear mother's voice at all.

" Mommy's at home, sir dhe and budhe, probably talking about my problems.."

Damar was speechless hearing Kinanti's words,

" I didn't come here to see you grieve." said Damar after a long silence, the sentence broke the silence that was suddenly created because of the last sentence of Kinanti.

" I'm not sad mas.." replied Kinanti flatly.

" When disappointed, yes..well which human is not disappointed?" coined.

" I hope that disappointment tells you enough, what decision you should make." advised Damar faintly.

" I want to sleep here." said Damar quickly, making Kinanti stunned.

" Why is that?" Kinanti smiled cluelessly at the path of Damar's mind.

" I can't sleep at home. Not seeing you makes me feel like I'm missing something, so I'm just sleeping here.."

Kinta laughed a little hearing that, though,

" Don't be a child..?" scorn Kinanti in a joking blanket.

" Your chest has never been crowded because of thinking of someone?" damar asked seriously, looking at Kinanti's face meticulously without any gaps.

" ah.. That beautiful chin.." lamented Damar, Kinanti looks beautiful once tonight even without powder coating.

Nothing changed in Damar's heart, though he found Kinanti sloppy and did not bathe for a few days due to illness..

Kinanti was adorable to him.

Not finished the two spoke, HP was ringing.

Damar peeked out who called tonight.

When he saw the name "pak Tyo" suddenly he felt the heat out of nowhere.

Damar did not realize that it was called jealousy.

Just as Kinanti wanted to receive the call, her HP arrived at sambar by Damar.

" His daughter is asleep, no more phone calls..!" Damar answered the phone call, his tone was so cynical.

Kinanti who was stunned by the amber behavior could not do anything until his HP was put back in front of him by Damar.

" Daddy?!" firmly Kinanti after waking up a few minutes later.

" Rage.. ! it's okay, but I don't like that teacher!" damar.

Kinanti shook her head slowly,

" A tambet huh?! can you behave like that?"

" Let..?! let you say I'm like a kid, or like a pubescent teenager, whatever..

what, obviously, I don't like is that you get a phone call from another guy?!" adamant, he began to show the desire to have it.