Damar For Kinanti
the bagas are asleep
Kinanti had just parked her vespas in the garage.
But he hurriedly walked out again when he saw Bagas running towards him.
He moved from the lap of Yoga when he saw the figure of Kinanti.
" Don't run?! falling later?!" kinanti's voice worried.
on the trunk was Bagas' head as the boy hugged Kinanti's leg.
" Aunty is also kangen.. has maem?" ask Kinanti, please,
" it's.." Bagas nodded, though,
" Then we just eat the cake and make the juice.." Kinanti held Bagas' hand and led him.
Yoga who saw her son being led in walked over.
" You're gonna look after him?" tanya Yoga makes Kinanti step stop.
" Yes, let him be with me, I'm home anyway" replied Kinanti flatly.
" His body is a little less fit.don't give him chocolate and foods that are too sweet." said Yoga, who was not,
" you know? she sick?!" the look of the Kinanti changed,
" his body temperature slightly rose.in also a slight cough cough, cough,
I'm just scared when I stay and the temperature goes up again.."
" you have to leave the medicine for me? watch guard?" Kinanti looked at Yoga seriously.
" I'll take you in a minute.I often give him warm water.."
Kinanti nodded, though,
" Take a nap, so that he does not play and spend his energy." said Yoga again.
" The caregiver does not come. Like you bother later, leave it to Ms. Winda..
because I might be home tonight.."
Kinanti sighed, then nodded.
" Thank you." said Yoga kalem, the remark seemed to be really sincere from the bottom of his heart.
" Just work quietly, I'll take care of it, don't worry." said Kinanti.
Yoga smiled hearing that, the two had a chance to see each other, but Kinanti immediately turned around and walked back to lead Bagas.
Yoga, as if watered by his heart with a calm and sweet sentence from Kinanti, turned around, and continued to smile while walking into his house.
The afternoon was a little cloudy, the light around started to dim and turn into ash.
The wind was starting to tighten, so that it could play with the curtains hanging on the window of the living room window.
From a distance came the sound of the motor trail Damar entering the garage.
Soon seen the figure of Damar who just returned home teaching it into the house,
the man in a dark blue shirt and in a black dress threw a smile at his wife who was sitting in the living room with Bagas.
" Who.. is there a hotshot here?!" greet Damar while taking off his backpack and putting it with his heart on the table.
" It's a good thing to go home before it rains." said Kinanti,
" In the city it has begun to drizzle.The wind is also strong.." said Damar, he will reach Bagas, but Kinanti prevents it.
" Bath first, from the outside.. Bagas is not healthy because.." explains Kinanti.
" hurt? wah.. Don't hurt dong??" Damar pulled his hand back, though,
" Yes already, om shower first.. after this play the same om? okay?"
" Okay..!" Bagas showed his small teeth while nodding.
Outside the heavy rain, after taking the medicine that left Yoga, Bagas fell asleep in the room Kinanti.
Damar confirmed the location of Bagas' blanket because he was worried that the child was cold.
" Don't give a blanket, afraid of getting hot..?" I entered the room with warm water.
" It's cold, I don't have the heart.. "
" Give me a thin blanket.."
" Where is it?, oh.. ?!" Damar walked towards the closet, then pulled out one of its sheaths.
" This is my thinnest sheath." said Damar then enveloped the stomach and thighs of Bagas, and left the other part open, especially the soles of his feet.
" It's okay? not too hot either?" Damar was a little worried.
Kinanti nodded, though,
" Later if his father comes do not move him, let him sleep here. kasian.." Damar looked at my sleeping Bagas.
" Why?" tanya Kinanti approached, she read the sadness on her husband's face.
" I'm so sad every time I see this child, actually I had time to meet his mother, but let alone ask about his son, he even pretended not to recognize me.." Damar stood by the window.
" Is their relationship really that bad? so that Bagas' mom gets to that cut?" Kinanti.
" Well, what should I say, marriage is not based on love..
but it should be as bitter as any condition of their household, Bagas' mother did not act this long on Bagas.." Damar hugged his wife.
Both of them stood beside the window while observing the rain that never subsided.
" If your father were still alive.he would be against you marrying me, right?" tanya Kinanti leaned her head against Damar's chest, Damar's embrace was warm and soothing.
" Yes, but I will not obey." replied Damar confidently,
" Why?"
" because you are my responsibility.you are Aji's sister.."
" Just because I'm Aji's sister??"
" Not only that.."
" then?" Kinanti raised her head, looking at her husband was gentle.
" Because you've stolen my heart for so long, the more you grow up, the harder it is for me to distract you..
I'm always waiting for news and watching you through mom..
but you turned me down raw.." Damar commented an understanding smile while touching Kinanti's cheek.
" I was very angry at that time.wanted to take you to run away, but what did I take running away want..? that's what makes me finally able to just shut up and follow your wishes.."
" I'm sorry, mas.." Kinanti regrets, though,
" Why apologize, you're my wife now.." Damar tightened his embrace.
" If you're angry with me later. Please don't vent your anger on our child huh..?" pinta Damar's,
" do I look like I'm going to act like that??"
" I don't know, because you're one of the things about me.."
" they??"
" Well, you obviously like me, but you want to marry someone else.."
" Look over again..!" Kinanti was upset, he pinched Damar's waist and twisted it.
" Punish???!" damar's voice made Bagas's feet move.
" Not many? will Bagas wake up??" Damar lowered his voice.
Yoga knocked on the door of Damar's house, he hesitated a little because the time had already shown 10 pm.
" I'm sorry to bother you?" yoga as Damar opens the door.
" He's sleeping. Come in.." Damar let Yoga in, because the look on his face was so worried.
" He slept with my wife in the room.." Damar opened the room door, letting Yoga look for a moment,
right, his son was sound asleep with Kinanti beside him.
" Let me take you home?" says Yoga,
" Pity.let it.."
" i'm not calm, her body is not healthy..?" Yoga looks tired.
" Kinanti keep it well, it's not hot anymore.." Damar invites Yoga to sit in the living room.
" I'm not calm, I really. Let me take you home..?"
hearing that Damar was silent, he leaned himself on his guest's couch.
" What makes you so nervous? you usually trust us?" ask Damar calmly.
" Of course I believe in you mas.your wife is also full of affection on Bagas.." replied Yoga slowly.
" then?"
" He. he often cried in the middle of the night, about this week.." face Yoga sayu,
" Fever?"
" no.. cry while sleeping. That's why I hug her every night..?"
" Then let my wife hold him while he sleeps here.."
hearing that Yoga is getting bitter.
He lowered his gaze in fret.
" What's bothering you. Tell me.. ?"
Damar read the unrest clearly, Yoga also did not want to look at him.
" No mas. I really only worry about my son." said Yoga.
" You're not doing well, to be honest." chase Damar down.
Yoga is silent,
" What can I help you with? tell me?" ask Damar understanding, but Yoga remains silent.
Damar was silent, too,
" Let me take Bagas home..?" yoga said then, his eyes looked glassy.
Damar was stunned, he was shocked by the expression of Yoga arriving like that.
" Why are you? tell me if there's a problem? whatever it?" Damar sat up straight for a moment.
" No mas. mas can't help me.." replied Yoga held water in the corner of his eye so as not to spill.
" You don't usually like this?"
" do I always have to be happy when I'm not okay?" the sound of Yoga is filled with bitterness.
Damar sighed, he knew Yoga was not being forced, the more Damar asked, the more difficult he got the answer from the mouth of Yoga.
" Don't be selfish.Your son will be disturbed if you suddenly pick him up..
you better go home first, change your clothes..
then sleep here." said Damar understand.
" What did your wife say I slept here? i'm shy..?" Yoga is not calm.
" It's up to you to sleep where, in the guest room, or on the couch..
my wife will not comment like that..
change your clothes, I won't lock the door.." Damar got up, leaving Yoga still thinking.
" Daddy?" call Yoga when Damar has walked away from the middle room.
" It's not appropriate for me to sleep here. Let me just go home, but.. if Bagas cries.. Would you please deliver it to me?" yoga had risen from his seat.
With heavy strides he walked out and disappeared from behind the door of Damar's house.
Yoga walked back to his house,
with great difficulty he endured the rumble in his heart.
I don't know why his heart is so bad,
he seemed to be unable to see how much he loved his son.
He was attacked by frustration and helplessness because he could not give a whole family to his beloved son.
