
After breakfast this morning finished cooking, I helped Bibik serve it at the dinner table. Two months ago, my dad retired. Be every morning he hangs out at the dinner table accompanied by a cup of coffee and a newspaper.
"Father I" I shouted from behind.
"What else are you doing in the kitchen? Gosongin pot? Vegetable nukahin? Or do you want to make Papa's house fire again?"
I'm clumsy. Yes, every morning there must be a noise from the kitchen. No need to ask again who is the culprit. The front guard of the complex was also broken.
"The name is also the process of learning Papa. I can be your dream wife."
Papa's just a head bobble.
"Eh, Papa, how come you've had two cups of coffee?" I pointed to one empty cup near the vase, and the other half in Papa's hand.
"Kan Khanza has said one day only one cup can be aja" protested I took over the white cup that was in front of Papa's mouth. "Not good Papa, later if Papa is sick who married Khanza? I don't want to be represented by people. I want Papa"
"Would you like to get married?"
"Wait for Kendra to go home first"
"Khanza's.."
"Stop Papa's. It's still morning. Khanza doesn't want to fuss with Papa. Kendra says Khanza can't fight Papa. So Papa's reciting"
"Kok being a obedient Papa?"
"Papa don't protest. This is my coffee cup. Because today Papa has two drinks means tomorrow Papa can not drink again. Point."
"That's only been out half. Then tomorrow can still be half dong"
"No. The rules of the rules. Papa's taking vitamins. Same with eating a lot of vegetables. I'm tired of Khanza making it have to be finished"
"That makes a bibik, you stay plumpy materials doang"
"But there's Khanza's hard work there"
I saw Papa massaging his forehead slowly before folding the newspaper in his hand. Without waiting for long, I get a plate, rice, vegetables, and side dishes and then put it in front of the Papa.
"Udah. Papa ate this"
"His art is servedenin wedhok child." said Papa while taking a spoon on his right.
"Must dong. Kendra said that being a child should be filial."
"Kendra again Kendra again" complained Papa lirih. "O yes. When's Regina's seven-monthly event?"asked the man to shift the subject.
"Today, Papa. Later abis shower Khanza directly capsus help at his house Mbak Egi."
"A new feeling about three months ago is his marriage. It was seven months ago that was grazed"
There is no wind there is no sudden rain Papa nanya, "When ya Papa can carry grandchildren."
"Ohuk..uhuk..."
"Ngapain coughs like that?"
"Udah Papa if you eat, eat. No need to talk"
"Yes, Papa is getting older. Retired again. Boss at home. If there's a grandchild, it'll be entertainment."
"Watched Khanza's son a comedy swivel? Make entertainment mah in the mallem market a lot of tuh Pa. There's bomb-car, firefly, disco pang-pang, same vat demon."
"When do you want singles to go on like this?"
"Sampe Kendra's home"
Finished I said so, the situation became a little serious. Papa put down his spoon and looked at me inside.
"Sa. It's been six months."
I looked down, knowing where this was going.
"We need to be realistic. But life has to go on."
"But Papa-" my voice shook.
"Yes, Papa knows. But try if you're Kendra, does she have the heart to see you like this?"
No answer came out of my mouth.
"Sir.." Papa's hand clasped mine, "It's time you looked ahead. Who let it pass. Don't torture yourself."
I could hear Papa's voice take a breath before he continued, "Later tonight someone will come here.."
I'm diem. Prepare yourself to hear whatever it is that Papa will say.
"He wants to bed you."
"Pa"
"Ssttt. dangerin Papa first. Papa won't force you anymore. I'll see you first. If you don't fit in just make a friendship."
Papa stood up from his chair. His hand stroked my hair slowly and said, "It's time you face reality, nduk." After that he left me who was trying my hardest to hold back tears.
Ken.. how should I go? Is it really time for me to let you go?