Let Time Talk

Tania and the past

"Sinahann .....!!!"Tania was splashing in my arms, meeting at the company office where we work."Hu.huu...."

His crying voice is heartbreaking, like the main character in the soap opera "I cried..." Uh ..that's the title pa sountracknya yes..🤔

"Cup.cup..why cute so gini bells anyway?" I said as I asked her to sit in one corner of the canton. I've ordered drinks immediately give it to him, "drink first gih..."

" Sruuutttt....!!!"one cup of jumbo Thai tea ludes in an instant. This is a girl with a camel..?

Then I was silent ready to hear the curses.

"Dion..he's back, Nan.."he said still melek "I've been hard-earned to forget it, now it seems suddenly nongol ..hiks.."

"So Dion's back with a girl who's more cute than you?" I rubbed his hands to calm his heart.

"No.."

"So...?"

"He's getting married.."

""What!! You're excited because your puja guy is getting married???" I'm starting to growl

"Hu um.." Tania nodded her head and blinked her pretty eyes.

"Huh.mubadzir my sympathizer Tan, kemutin Thai tea ku.." sahutku sewot.

" You are that, Nan! I'm suffering again.ayangin deh, I've almost forgotten him, now he's like a jalangkung, come uninvited home not delivered.eh.salah yes.."

I held back laughter hearing her irregular chatter.

"Where is non...?"

" Dion invited me to marry this month, because he has to return to Jakarta next month.mad no tuh?"

"No!"

"Kinaaan.ngertiin my feelings dong, we're already seventh semester , nanggung kan..he just give time 2 weeks, where can I think clearly, besides here my work is comfortable, baby right...He just wanted me to stop and go with him"

"So Dion's been working in Jakarta?"

"He's doing his bokap company while in college..."

"That's aja rempong Tan..."

"meaning?"

I pinched my best friend's cheek with anxiety.

"First, we are studying with a non remote class system, in Jakarta there is also a non, continue there can...Both Dion have their own company, certainly able to feed you even ten times a day...Third Dion dare not invite you to marry, meaning his ort already approved, mending you a piece of marriage, love a lot of grandchildren so dear in-laws, finished right.makmur lo,Tan!"

"mmm...Yes, yak too. Why I'm a songong like this anyway..." Tania looks like a mangosteen digesting my words.

"So..the story of Mr. Dev how?"ask him, which I know he often goes with our former supervisor

"I just think of him as brother doang, it seems he is also .. Our relationship does not have a feeling that makes howaaa so, not like the old days when I was still the same Dion. Even after not seeing each other for a long time, I still felt uneasy when we were sitting together yesterday..."

So kangen mas Ryan, it's been two weeks we didn't meet, because there is a project out of town.

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That day I was allowed to go home early, because there was a phone call from my neighbor who reported that suddenly my father was lying on the floor. With uncertain feelings I finally came home, and immediately brought my father to the hospital with the help of my neighbor.

Finally the doctor suggested that the father be hospitalized, because the condition is not stable.

The next day I took a leave of absence, to accompany my father.

That morning, the nurse asked me to take my father's medicine in the teapot, and I sat in the chair waiting for the call on behalf of my father.

"Minine...!" that voice made me look

" Sir Dev...? Good morning sir.." I said, nodding my head, "Who's sick sir?"

"It just brought my mother medical check up anyway." he said while introducing a middle-aged woman who was next to him.

Immediately I kissed the back of her hand, as the woman reached out to greet me.

"I'm Kinan, his student Mr. Dev, ma'am.."

"Not Ma'am, Kinan is a distant student whom I once mentored at the beginning of the semester.." Mr. Dev chuckles to hear his mother thinks I'm still in high school" now it's seventh semester, so I rarely see Kinan..."

I also nodded and smiled. You often meet Tania sir Dev.

" Oh...be beautiful and cute anyway, kirain is still High School" the woman chuckled while closing her lips" You're here nganter who son?"

"My father ma'am, his heart's relapsing again..."

"Ooh ... So now opname here?"

"Yes.."

Then the pharmacy called my father's name. I also went forward to take the medicine and then immediately returned to the room, but when walking down the hall, Mr. Dev called me back.

"Kinan..my mother wants to be your father's bezuk, can you?"

I just nodded my head, after asking which room, Mr. Dev left for a while he said there was a need. Her mother walked with me to where she was being cared for.

"Your mother is also waiting for your father, Kinan?"

"My mother is dead, ma'am..."

"OOO... I'm sorry, so who's taking care of your father?"

"I'm an only child, Mom, just alone with dad..."

" Patience son, you must remain strong, so that your father will recover quickly..."

"Thank you, ma'am..."

Then we reached my father's room. The room was second grade, so it was one room for two patients. It just so happened that the patient next to my father had gone home, so the place was a bit loose.

"Assalamualaikum, dad. Take your medicine first..."

Dad looked to frown at me seeing me coming together now the middle-aged woman.

"Waalaikum greetings...Lho...Yahis?"

And his mother Dev was surprised.

"Russy? you're really Rusdi, right?"

" Yes, you must be pangling because I'm turning gini old..."

" O Allah Rusdi, how many decades have we not met ya....I heard that you married a Solo person and settled there?"

"Yes.about ten years ago, I came back to this town, occupied my old parents' house..."

"O. that's it, Kinan ..your father is a friend of the High School gang's mother, the five of us are Rus? Anyway, very nice to meet you"

I smiled at this impromptu reunion. I saw that my father was comforted by the presence of his mother, Mr. Dev, who was really excited about the conversation.

" Your son is beautiful, Rus! Can I make it a ghost?" said Bu Yahyu chuckled.

Eeehhh... Does that mean me and Mr Dev???

"You're late, he has his own choice." Dad saw me trying to understand my misbehavior.

"Assalamualaikum.."pak Dev entered our room and brought a parcel of fruits.

"Waalaikum salam.pak Dev kok so bothered all nih.." I received the parcel and I put it on the spell.

"No papa Kinan.."sahut Bu Yahyu" Moreover Rusdi is my good friend, later if it is healthy we reunian ya Rus! I have contacts of Muji, Wanti and Warno. Kalo Heru said he settled in Malaysia with his family..."

"Thank you Yahyu.doain I let it heal ya..!"

"Hush... You must be cured!! Eh this is my son Devan, handsome kannn .. unfortunately can not be made by Rus..."

" Ibuuu.began again. Don't enter the heart of Kinan, my mother is a hobby.."

" Why is heh...? Naturally dong , I want to quickly have a ghost, let there be a nemenin. Have a boy who is full of gloomy..."

We also laughed at the babbling of his mother, Mr. Dev, who really liked the slips.

A few moments later they came home.