Fat Broken Wing

Befriends?

“Kiyara, which veil will you wear?” asked the middle-aged woman, when she saw the fat girl who brought her child home out of the bathroom of her room wearing a long-sleeved negligee that looked very suitable to wear Kiyara, looking like a young mother.

“Yang simple aja Mom, who instant,” answers without hesitation.

“This is yes, like enakeun adem also fabric,” he replied while showing the hood model bergo made of jersey, model veil that Kiyara often wear when at home, the adem cloth and its easy use make the hood of such a model become his favorite.

“Iya, Mom .. Kiyara if at home also often use it.” Kiyara grabbed the black veil and then used it to cover her aura.

“Thank you, Mom .. ,” said Kiyara sincerely.

“Sama-sama, Son .. do not hesitate again yes same Mommy. Mommy should be shy with you, because first impression we met like Mommy, is not a good person. Looking indifferent to the dying child's condition, while you and your family, help Dave and accompany him to heal. In fact, Mommy hasn't properly thanked you and your family,” she said as she grieved full of regret.

Kiyara's hand, stuck out gently rubbing Mommy Dave's back. “No problem, Mom. The past let's go, Kiyara believes Mommy has a reason to behave like that first,” said Kiyara won her Mommy Dave.

“Thank you, baby. You are very kind and understanding, if you remember that time .. indeed at that time Mommy's household was having problems so that Dave was neglected by us, his parents.”

“Mommy, good person .. surely it was Mom's toughest time .. Which one to prioritize, then see someone help and wait for Kak Dave in the hospital, so Mommy, you know, feel must chase and maintain the household Mom first.”

Mommy, nodding affirming Kiyara's words. Take a deep breath and start telling stories again.

“Daddy, Dave. He played behind Mommy, even with Mommy's own cousin, heartbroken Mommy at the time, wanted to maintain the relationship because he saw Dave among us, but everything was useless, giving 3 years turned out to be no change in our household, even losing the figure of Dave who was cheerful and good. Even if you remember the time when Dave stepped into High School until he graduated college yesterday, like a broken home child, lost direction, liked to fight, and rarely went home. But, ever since Mommy decided to let go of

his Daddy's life, he became the child he used to be, back to being a submissive child, kind and very attentive to Mommy. It turned out that he had kept his own grief all this time, covering everything with his mischief. Even though he looks stubborn, he is still Mommy's smart son.”

The woman smiled, her eyes glaring far ahead, recalling the day she found Dave's passbook while cleaning the room. “Mommy, found Dave's passbook and little book turned out it was a record of his expenses and income during High School. The money his Daddy gave him every month, he never used it for snacks, the son turned his money around for a workshop and helped the gardener in our old house to make a strawberry garden on the vacant land of his father Mommy in the Lembang area and the results were divided in half with Dave, until now both his efforts are still running and continue to grow even more in other fields as well.”

Kiyara, smiled .. feel proud of her upperclassman. “It turns out Brother Dave, good boy. Maybe, he used to like bullying me because he was lonely or I became a material impingement because of his frustration with the people of the house, but it turns out he is a child figure who thinks and loves his Mommy,” monologue in his heart.

The voice of Adzan was heard echoing, making the two stop telling stories. Choose to listen and answer the adhan in the heart and then read do’a after the adzan.

“Mommy, we pray congregation?” ask Kiyara.

“Iya, let's go to musholla on the first floor.”

Haven't had time to open the door, it's been heard knocking from the outside and who else if not Dave.

Tok .. tok .. tok … .

“Mom, let's pray first !” bring him.

Kolkata … .

“Iya, Son ... You are not in the mosque?” ask the Mommy.

“At home first for today, tomorrow new to the mosque together with Kak Dafa, let there be a theme ..”

“Dasar .. salat to the mosque aja wait there was the meeting first.”

Kiyara held back her laughter, looking at Dave's cute expression that Mommy insinuated. An expression he never met, as long as he knew a Dave.

“Udah, the hell Mom. Mending we pray first nih, ntar keburu abis time maghribnya,” said Dave.

“Mom, go back first yes Dav... want to eat malem,” said the Mommy after putting the face and prayer mat in the original place, leaving Kiyara who is still solemnly praying before the qibla, and Dave was just about to fold the sheath.

“Iya, Mom.”

Five minutes later Kiyara was done and out of the musholla followed by Dave behind her, deliberately waiting for the guests she invited and picked up directly from her home. “Ki ..”

Kiyara stopped her steps and turned around. “ What's up, Brother? What chat did Brother reply Kak Dafa?” tanyakanya.

Dave shook his head. “Not yet, just want it. Can we be friends now?”

“Bertains? Have we not been friends before? I know Brother Dave and Brother Dave know me, even though we used to know him because Brother Dave used to make fun of me, but I think because we know and have been in school so we've been friends,” said Kiyara innocently.

“Aish .. Your base is this. Friends are not only known to each other and because of one alma mater only. But two or more people can be said to be friends that, when we know each other, often chat, help each other, just another good thing deh. But I want us to be good friends, who are not friends because they know doang, understand?”

Kiyara is left stunned by Dave's change in attitude towards her, more visible to the human since reuniting after 3 years of lost contact. Making it, justifying his heart earlier, that actually Dave is a good man, but changed because of the circumstances at that time.

“Bby, Brother Dave is now much better than the SMA that used to love me. I like the attitude of Brother Dave who now, far more humanizing, the way of speech is also much better sound sincere and no longer snapping. We are friends, starting today,” said Kiyara gently, making Dave re-publish his smile.

“OK we are friends starting today.” Dave looks sincerely smiling and then embraced by Kiyara with a smile that is no less wide than Dave.

“You also changed a lot, not too shy as before now also more talk, look female.”

“I mean, Brother Dave looks his girl what?”

“Cerewet, wahahaha ..” Kiyara shook her head at Dave's behavior, which seemed a little silly now, unlike the old days who really always kept her image as a school cramp, must look ferocious, rarely smiled and liked to bully the weak like him.

“Strange basis,” Kiyara then continued her steps leaving Dave who was still laughing.

At the dining table there were already some side dishes presented, but there was no Mommy there, making Kiyara take the initiative to go to the kitchen, maybe there is something to help her think.

“Mommy ...,” call him when he's near the kitchen.

“Iya, babe ..”

He immediately entered the kitchen area and saw the back of the woman who was preparing warm tea.

“There's something to help with, Mom?” tanyakanya.

“This, please bring the fried tilapia dear .. already stay that's it and this tea is still Mom made, later let Mom bring it, you just wait at the dinner table ya!” the Mommy's orders and is taken by her.

Walking to the dining table, it turns out there is Dave, sitting while watching the screen with his forehead wrinkled deep.

“What's up, Brother? Is there a problem?” ask Kiyara, while putting a plate containing fried indigo on the table.

“There was a message from Bang Dafa, he said you were told to stay here alone .. earlier I explained to Bang Dafa that I had seen him out of the house until I saw you outside alone. He said that all of them went out of town, but did not mention where .. Bang Dafa tipped you he said, maybe tomorrow night or the day after all just returned, I forgot to put it in its usual place. Tomorrow I ask you to call the locksmith to pick up some clothes but must nginep here said Bang Dafa.”

Kiyara, bewildered, sad, panicked. “Can I call you Brother?” ask Kiyara.

Dave, shakes his head while showing Kiyara the screen.