Fat Broken Wing

Patience and Width

~Everyone grows up with his own wounds, letting time and destiny go hand in hand. Creates determination, maybe in front there is an outstretched hand to help bandage the wound, then create hope ‘heal’ ~

Leaving behind the preoccupation of Mother and daughter, in the family room four adult men were still busy discussing everything that could be discussed, sometimes seen joking, serious, even occasionally appeared to argue. Both guests seemed late to enjoy the warm atmosphere of chatting with the Akbar family, feeling like a child himself, no longer too awkward as a few hours ago.

“You guys, continue your chat. Dad, want to meet Mommy first.” There is no more greeting Om or Aunt, Father and Mother, because the child's friends are the same as their children.

“Good, Well,” answered the three youths in unison, then looked at each other and chuckled together.

“You guys,” he said as he shook his head and chuckled softly.

The man who is no longer young but still looks dashing, the authority on his calm face never wears off even though time continues to pass. Climb the stairs to his daughter's room, as he believes his wife is still there.

Tok .. tok .. tok … .

The sound of knocking on the door, made the two women who had just exited the bathroom rush to open the door of the room.

“Eh, Dad ... What's up Well? Nyari Mommy?” ask Kiyara.

“Hundreds for Daddy's daughter. Where's Mommy? Sleep is it?”

“No, Dad. Come in yuk,” take Kiyara.

Has not been able to answer invite his son, the face of the wife is already visible. “What's Well?”

“Emh, gini Bun. Soon enough for lunch, Daddy wants to take the fish behind first, it has not been stamped to the back of the hunt his friends brother came rowdy. Later Mother fried yes, earlier Dad also asked Kiyara to metik lettuce for his breakfast.”

“Oh, yes Yes Well. If you go to the kitchen just to make seasonings for fried fish now the same nyiapin for sambal terasi. Come, Kiyara come with Mother Nak, we make iced cucumber first to nemenin Daddy take fish behind.” Kiyara nodded her head while smiling.

“Well, that's right a cucumber iceberg .. add a squeeze of lemon or lime a little bit yes Bun.”

“Ready, Yeah. Dafa not brought to the back?”

“Later, if he starts Dad, then let him know that again behind. Dafa is still chatting under the subject.”

***

“Bang, I'm going to the bathroom for a while yes ... ,” Dave said, asking permission to go to the back, please, it feels like he has been holding back from pee because it was too late chatting with the father of his underclassman during High School.

The kitchen area is monitored quiet, even though he has a hidden intention behind the taste of ‘keletnya’, especially if it is not to meet a fat girl who had been a victim of bullying during high school. It felt like talking a lot to the girl, maybe starting with apologizing again but with a much better atmosphere and there were only the two of them, of course.

“Where, dia?” down through the kitchen, until the gentle voice of the woman stopped her steps.

“Kak Dave .. ?” said it.

Dave, turning his tall body upside down, stared fixedly at the woman who was now standing behind his body, the scent of flowers suddenly filling his nasal cavity. “Eh, Kiyara .. why?”

The girl chuckled, she thought she should ask about the whereabouts of the man before her was ‘why did she get to the kitchen?’ but he said he was afraid to make his guests unwell. “No Why, sister, just want to make iced cucumber for Daddy behind.”

Dave, seemed to scratch his nape that is not itchy .. it turns out that a lot of time has passed, so he can see a lot of changes from the fat girl, as well as the increasingly shady gaze was no longer seen the look of the eyes that felt inferior because of having a large body, and this even made him feel a little awkward to Kiyara. There was also gratitude tucked in there, as his memory twisted the events of a few hours ago. That is a completely pale face, eyes filled with anxiety as Kiyara's deep brown eyes looked at Tama, whom Dave believed, put his heart on Kiyara.

“Oh ... What's the father doing in the back?” he looked at the back door that was slightly open.

“Again fish, whether it's Dad want to mincing what would nyerok fish.” The girl was no longer standing near Dave, but opened the refrigerator and picked up some cucumbers.

“Can I get there?” ask carefully.

“Bby, just there,” Kiyara answered him calmly and casually.

Dave, looking confused .... thought carefully, worried too carry old wounds, but he did not want to have the burden of the heart, he said, especially if Kiyara knows the biggest reality behind the last year of Kiyara's life in her High School days. But for now, maybe talking about what is too risky for Kiyara's health is the better thing the rest will do gradually, most importantly build trust first.

“Ki, sorry. Sorry to do me at High School yes .. and about the quiet, not the wrong Bang Dafa. Don't be angry with Brother Lo, he told me the same because I don't know your medical history intentionally, just as I used to abis kenak puncture wound, so, several times the control accompanied by Bang Dafa met the doctor who nanganin lo first, they told each other I was a good listener at that time, continue to come here if you have problems with your trauma, lo, Bang Dafa tells me the same story,” explained Dave, while staring at the back of Kiyara.

That stocky hand still faithfully grated the cucumber, but his ear caught all Dave said. Creating a silence because after Dave finished talking, Kiyara still seemed reluctant to respond.

“Ehm .. ,” Kiyara cleared her throat, neutralizing all the flavors that had burst into her heart.

“Ngga what Sis, like Dad said ‘ let all pass’ important I, Brother, Bang Tama, can learn from the past, take wisdom from what has gone through. If about last night, I'm not angry, before I know that Brother Dave turned out to be from the doctor who cried me in the hospital, not from

Brother Dafa. Initially just disappointed anyway, but it turns out that it is not Kak Dafa who told Kak Dave first, even so unpleasant Kak Dafa … and thank you Brother Dave has said the truth is the same with me, so I do not misunderstand again Sister Dafa.”

Kiyara smiled gently followed by a handsome smile Dave, a crossbreed man who had not met for several years. “Thank you back, Ki.”

Dave's heart is relieved, at least he knows one thing that Kiyara is not a damper woman. “And is it true what the parents said? If people are patient his body is wide?” he said in his heart.