Love Lembayung Dusk

Chapter 11 Son of a friend of Mama's

...'It is not possible for the sun to chase after the moon, nor can the night precede the day. Each circulates on its circular line.'...

...(.(.Qs. Yasin, verse 40)...

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"Who is it?" mama Mita's question attracted Dinda's attention, and it can be concluded that her mother did not know the person.

"Meet aunty, I'm Candra Mr. Arwan's son." Candra's a little bent.

"Oh Candra Arwan's son?" exclaim Mita.

"Pantes there's a look-alike." Mita chuckles.

"So you're Candra?" Zahir was already standing beside Candra while embracing her familiarly and was met with a faint smile.

"Yes Om." Candra thrust a hand at the middle-aged man who familiarized himself with her, not to forget also to Mita.

"Please sit down for Candra," said Mita.

"Thank you aunt" replied Candra.

"Did Papa you tell us here?" ask Zahir.

Before answering Candra glanced at Dinda at a glance, and their gaze met. However, Candra immediately switched.

"Yes Om, Papa called this afternoon .. he said his friend's family was sick and asked me to visit him," explained Candra.

Since Dinda knew the guest was Candra, her entire attention was not separated at all from the man Dinda knew was taekwondo coach Rahman. Best friend's son.

From the conversation between Papa and Candra, Dinda was able to conclude that her Papa knew Papa from the man.

"Yes, it just so happened yesterday that you saw your status in the hospital. She called him right away, and told him that her son was in Jakarta. If there's any time I'll send you here" papa told me.

"Yes, I called Papa. If I'm here," replied Candra.

"Hey guys, come here! He's Candra ... Your mother was your mother's friend in college." Zahir waved to Dinda and Kaamil who were sitting on the edge of the grandfather's bed.

Oh, Mama's friend's son.

"Candra, meet the kids. His names were Adinda and Kaamil," pointed Zahir at those who moved closer hesitantly.

"You know pa!" answer Dinda.

"Well, where do you know? Nak Candra is staying in Bandung!" Mita chiming.

"He was taekwondo coach Rahman, time in Bandung ma and here," said Dinda.

"Well, coach lu Bang?" kaamil chirps directly sat beside Candra from the other side.

"Yes," replied Candra with a knotty smile.

"Papa know that Arwan has a taekwondo training building .. but Papa does not know, if his son is also a coach," said Zahir was proud.

"Om hear from your Papa. Said you were living in Jakarta, huh?"

"yes Om. Actually I don't want to! But Papa's hunt tells his niece who's here .. So she's holding me back from staying."

"Why don't you live in Jakarta?" Mita asks while pulling Dinda to join her sitting on the sofa opposite Candra, Papa and Kaamil.

"Don't know aunt, maybe Papa has his own reasons" replied Candra politely.

"Later sometime, invite your Papa to visit our house," said Zahir.

"God willing, om. How's Grandpa Abdul, Om?" Candra glanced at the grandfather who was lying weakly on the patient bed while closing his eyes.

"Thank God, it's starting to improve. You may need to be treated for five days."

Candra nodded her head in understanding. "I'm sorry, Om. .. I didn't bring anything back, '" he said, arriving empty-handed.

"Ah, it's okay. You just come, Om's happy." Zahir patted Candra's shoulder slowly.

"Oya Bang, can dong later if I once in a while taekwondo training equally you," said Kaamil expectantly.

"Mil, speak politely," said Mita.

"Hehehe, sorry Ma." Kaamil grinned, for him the way to talk to a fellow man is lu-gw. Even with her brother if Kaamil can also do so, but she always got angry with the mother.

"It's okay about, if the boys are better to say it's rich. Let's get familiar soon." Candra embraces Kaamil and is reciprocated by two thumbs up by him while smiling.

"Ets .., but your normal brother," pranks Candra.

"Hahaha, I mean you like your style Bang! Trus, when can I join you in training with Lu Bang?"

"Easy, here ... where's your phone number?" Candra pulled out her phone, and so did Kaamil.

Dinda blinked a few times, completely gasping to see her sister instantly familiar with the person she had just met. Not only his sister, seeing Candra as well was rare according to him.

"Ok, I've saved it. Later we just match our free time," said Candra, Kaamil nodded quickly.

Candra had been in the same room for quite a while, but Dinda had not been involved in their conversation at all. You could say, not interested.

"But soon enough, there was a friend who called," Kaamil's permission wanted to pick up his pons suddenly rang.

"Yes, please."

Dinda glanced at the round object that was on her wrist, it turned out that the day had begun to twilight. Time has shown five o'clock over seven minutes. Dinda waited for Kaamil to take her home.

"Mil, let's go back now yuk," Dinda asked when Kaamil had returned.

"Oh, sorry brother. I couldn't send my sister home, because suddenly there was a meeting. I must go straight to the office, because it's been awaited," Kaamil said with a confused frown.

"Son Candra, get here on your own, right?" all of them instantly looked at Zahir who asked Candra.

"Yes, Om."

"Can you take Om's son home?"

"Hah," cried Dinda a little jolt.

"No need Pa, let's take a taxi," Dinda refused quickly.

"Loh, mending ushered with Candra only. Can Candra also want to go home, so can all of you," said Mita.

"Later troublesome mas Candra ma," said Dinda slowly but still can be heard.

"What's the trouble, Candra boy?" Mita makes sure to her man directly.

If asked like that, Candra becomes hesitant to refuse it. Want not to ... "Not at all aunty," that sentence was thrown out of his mouth.

"Tu'kan .. Come on, let's go together" Mama Mita suggested.

"Yes ma, I'm leaving now," prune Kaamil raised his voice.

"Then I say goodbye to aunt, too" said Candra interjected.

Dinda breathed a heavy sigh. If only Dinda knew it would be this way, maybe he should have just brought his own car. However, what to say, like a food .. rice has become porridge.

"Aunty's son, son Candra?"

"Good aunt," he answered short.

After saying goodbye to a pair of humans and Abdul's grandfather, they walked together. Dinda chose the path to the left of Kaamil, so that her sister was in the middle of them.

"Bang, I'm going first? Take care of my brother," said Kaamil while opening the door of his car, when arriving at the parking lot.

"Hmmm," said Candra.

Candra immediately walked in the direction where the bike was parked and followed by Dinda in the back.

"Here you take!" Candra hands over her helmet to Dinda.

Dinda glanced at the handlebars of Candra's big bike, apparently no other helmet. "No need, mas can wear sandiri," refused Dinda.

Dinda was flabbergasted, Candra just put on the helmet that had just been proffered to her.

Dinda's consciousness returns when Candra accidentally knocks the helmet on her head. "Are you going to stand there?" ask Candra flat.

Without saying much, Dinda hustled up on the big bike with a feeling of arrogance, because it was difficult for him to climb it and Dinda held on to Candra's shoulders.

Fortunately, Dinda wears loose cloth pants to make it easier for her to sit like a man.

Not asking whether Dinda is ready or not, Candra just runs the speed of the motor fast, making Dinda jerked in shock and hold tightly on Candra's shoulders.

Was he on purpose?

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