DRIBBLE

BRING MR. SURO

Not feeling the day had begun to enter the magrib time, Thunder came out of the nursery of Karmila, for a moment he stood in the middle of the door watching his surroundings as the hospital lights were already on.

Thunder turned to where Kunto was sitting, he saw Kunto was lying down. His face was covered with a switer, it seemed like Kunto was asleep.

Slowly Thunder touched Kunto's feet and swayed her, “Kun... Kun... Kun...” said Thunder half whispered.

Apparently, Kunto fell asleep and felt nothing waking him.

The thunder even louder shook Kunto's legs while calling out to her in a slightly loud voice.

Only then did Kunto wake up from her sleep, half aghast as Kunto opened the sweater that covered her face while rising up to sit down.

“Eh, it's late at night Gun,” slurried Kunto while rubbing his eyes.

“Kun keep mamah first yes, I come home shortly later here again and replace later you go home guard,” said Guntur.

“Mmm...” reply Kunto nodded her head then shook her head again about to lay her body.

“Eeeee... want to sleep again?! Pamali, magrib-magrib sleep ntar ditatengin ngesod lu,” as long as Thunder while holding Kunto's shoulder.

“Turkey cave.. hoaaaaahhhh,” kunto's whiskers evaporate.

“Longan lu wash face sono,” sergah Guntur.

“Iya, yes.. hoaaaaahhhh...” reply Kunto while yawning again.

“Yes yes, I unplug Kun..” said Guntur, then passed from the face of Kunto who was still drowsy.

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Thunder came out of the hospital parking lot and mingled with other vehicles on the road to the house.

The brightly colored street lights lit up on the left right along the road that Thunder passed. As usual in the twilight hours the traffic is very crowded, crowded smoothly plus Sundays so the congestion is doubled.

In the car, Guntur shrinks the volume of AC to number 1 because it feels the air is very cold because of this twilight Bandung weather looks cloudy.

Behind the steering wheel, in a traffic jam, while looking at the traffic jam in front of him the thought of Thunder drifting back on his mamah.

Thunder still doubted the mysterious man's remark saying that his mother was about to commit suicide. His little heart rejected the mysterious man's statement, because looking for the reason there was not a single reason that Thunder found to make his mother intend to commit suicide.

“Edit!” thunder exclaimed, suddenly remembered by one of the mysterious man's words.

Thunder recalled the sentence after sentence that the mysterious man had thrown in his brief conversation while in the hospital toilet.

His heart grew curious to prove the words of the mysterious man, making him want to get home soon.

“Pak Suro! yes, I should invite Mr. Suro all to talk about dreams and also the incident today,” muttered Thunder.

Some time later at the intersection of the red light Thunder turned his car towards the left, he changed his path to the road to his office to meet Mr. Suro.

It took 25 minutes to get to the place of Mr. Suro who occupies the mess behind his office. In smooth road conditions to get to the place of Pak Suro most takes about 15 minutes.

Thunder stopped his car right in front of the gate of his office that looked deserted. Because it is a holiday, so there is no activity in the office.

Bookstalls used by Mr. Suro who was next to the office was closed or maybe taking a holiday, Guntur did not know either.

A security guard came to Guntur's car from the left. The security guard named Agus was trying to see the person in the car from the window.

Thunder immediately lowered his window glass while smiling at Satpam Agus.

“Sore pak Agus..” greet Thunder.

“Eh, sir Boss.. sorry, sorry Mr. Boss, kirain others, hehehe...” Satpam Agus reply.

“Hehehe... has not been sir,” replied Satpam Agus cengengesan stroking his stomach.

“Oh yes, sir Suro is there?” thunder asked again while taking the wallet from the back pocket of his jeans.

“There is a boss, just returned from the same mosque Adi,” Satpam Agus replied.

“Nih, buy food with Suro and Adi sir as well, Agus.” Said Thunder holding out 100 thousand dollars.

Without asking again Satpam Agus left Guntur who was standing on the left side of the car.

Thunder deliberately did not directly meet Mr. Suro who occupied the mess on the side behind his office, but stepped into the room Satpam who was behind the corner of the gate.

Inside the guard post measuring 2 x 2 square meters there is a table, two chairs and a television hanging above.

Just as Thunder was about to sit down to watch television, he was suddenly startled by the sound of a child greeting him.

“Om Thunder?!”

Thunder unseated his seat, he turned his head toward the source of the voice. In front of the door was standing Adi while carrying a flashlight.

“Adi?” Reply Thunder.

“When Om Thunder comes? Where is Pak Agus Om?” Leaning Adi asked to bend his head into the guard post looking for Satpam Agus.

“Pak Agus is buying food, which father is Di? All invite here, we eat together,” said Guntur then continue sitting.

“Wah, what a coincidence Om this I want to buy a meal for the father. Then I did not buy the rice, Om, I briefly called you first,” said Adi.

Thunder smilingly nodded back to Adi's expression while looking at Adi who immediately ran back to the mess to inform Mr. Suro.

Fad Guntur replaced the channel tivi broadcast that was airing the event singing talent show, Guntur oun directly replaced it from the tv station to another tivi station.

But never find an event that matches his mood or an event that fits in his heart. Until finally he stopped at the event that was airing economic talks.

“Assalamualaikum..” the voice of a middle-aged man appears from the front door.

Adi has again appeared in front of the security guard post door with Mr. Suro who is standing behind him.

“Wa’ aleikum salam, eh sir Suro,” reply Thunder rose from his seat saluted sir Suro.

Shortly after Adi and Pak Suro came, then followed by the Agus security guard also arrived with a bag of crackles containing food.

“Nasi padaaang..” exciting security guard Agus begitu until.

Be the atmosphere at the security guard post is crowded. Finally the four of them enjoyed eating with him with Thunder's favorite side dish.

After a few moments of eating together was finished. All of them had consumed the rice paddies nothing was left.

“Mm... gini sir Suro, I deliberately came here to invite you to accompany me to the house,” said Guntur after spending his drink.

Pak Suro's forehead frowned, seemingly not understanding the intent of Thunder's speech. He was silent for a while digesting Thunder's invitation.

“Oh yes sir, mamah entered the hospital this afternoon sir. I am the same Kunto change guard there and now I want to go home first and there are important things at home,” Bright Thunder saw Mr. Suro look confused.

“Muhun, muhun.. c'mon Gun,” sahut pak Suro now understand the meaning of Thunder's speech.

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