Love Mita

Parable of women

Fery

As he was preparing for his lunch break, his phone shook. Phone call from Rena

"Which, my stomach mules. It hurts so much."

There was the sound of Rena's groaning that constantly complained to endure pain.

"How mules? Want poop?''

"No, it's my CD that's flooded."

"Well, how do you keep going? I'll be ready to go home if that's the case. You call Ambu afraid I'm stuck in traffic."

He's pacing in no direction.

"Mother was at school. But again on the way here."

His father-in-law was an elementary school teacher. I usually come home from school at 14:00. Now that is still a break is certainly still in school.

"Oh Allah, I am coming home."

"Cepet, I mules."

He also paced back and forth incoherently. Confused what to do.

''Why Fer?"

"Ji, what was your wife at birth? His rich cave wife wants a hand. What's the cave for?"

"Turn back, why pacing back and forth!"

Bangsatt cave so deg-degan gini, meaning in the heart.

*****

Sena

After the word "now" came out of his brother's mouth, he immediately sought Mita's contact. Don't want to be on the phone a second time with a high tone, horror.

"My, when are you off?"

"I'm again UTS. Why Sen?"

"Not ask you to take care of your passport with a visa. Send your boarding address, I send a letter of recommendation for visa application."

There was no reply from Mita, she was silent for quite a while. Probably thinking about his girlfriend.

"Where's mit? Can you come with? If not, I'll tell Mama that you don't want to come."

"Where is Sen...."

Mita fell silent again. It might be hard for him to tell the truth that Adit wouldn't. Clearly, which man ngizinin his girlfriend met the other guy her inner understanding.

"I'm off on Sunday tomorrow, I'll take care of it. But now I want to focus on the exam first and nothing, right?"

I don't know where Mita finally wanted to come to America. Although America but if with another guy who is not his girlfriend hmmmm how? Different story that this Mita.... matre? But he wasn't sure Mita was. The first meeting he and Mita yesterday gave a positive impression that Mita is a good woman. It's just..... Why are you dating someone else, not your sister?

It's complicated this brother's romance. But for a second he realized, the story he and Damar were no less complicated. Huh!

The separate LDR states were not as easy as he had imagined. For more than a year he committed with the man since the first time, including twice he broke up. The reason is not always a big thing, the last he felt Damar did not understand it.

"You're not, there's no good work on me."

Even though at that time Damar was tired because he became a large seminar committee to be unable to control his emotions. The past month of preparing for a major event as the managing chairman is certainly not an easy responsibility. On an ordinary day he was already sleep-deprived, what about the additional responsibilities given at that time as chief executive? Her mood confronting Sena became up and down.

"I just got home Sen. What do you want?" Damar at that time really no energy. Let alone to argue, just answer it feels impossible because it is defeated by drowsiness.

"We broke up."

"OKAY. I'm cape."

Damar cut off the phone at the time. He cried all night, but tomorrow there is a UTS schedule. With all his heart he continued to learn, even though his heart ached.

"Sen, I'll be home the day after. Can you see me?"

He who is preparing to return to Bandung because tomorrow has entered college suddenly incoming messages on his cellphone. But unfortunately two weeks did not communicate with Damar he felt accustomed.

His heart whispered, "where are you!"

"No."

"Monday.please..."

When reading the message, he imagined the hopeless face of Damar while chasing him first.

"Where are you going? I cried yesterday You know what? Now no more work? Call me if there is no doang work, right? Bullshit!"

There was no reply from Damar.

"Ckk tskk. Goddamn bum!" he threw his cell phone into a shirt in his suitcase.

*****

Dammar

Two weeks ago he was completely out of control. Sena is always demanding attention, while he himself has many duties and responsibilities at PPI (Indonesian Student Association) in Singapore.

The all-inclusive activities suggested by her Mother made her really focus on campus.

The last quarrel with Sena that ended with the word break up made him have no place to exchange stories. Finally, with a week off, he decided to go home.

"Bun, I'm flying at 06.20 nyampe Jakarta at 07.05."

Jakarta's time difference is one hour faster than Singapore, with a travel time of two hours it will be up to 8 am Singapore time or 7 am Jakarta time.

"Where else? Get you?"

He took a breath back, the tight schedule made communication with his mother was only as necessary, did not have time to tell about college and also Sena. Her mother only understood, it was very difficult to make Sena understand her thought.

He had been preparing since 03:00 to re-examine the items in his suitcase, making sure no one was left behind. Flat distance and airport that can be reached 30 minutes makes it not necessary to leave the morning blind to the airport.

The distance from Singapore to Jakarta which is fairly close if using a plane, making his sleep on a plane is not enough to complete sleepiness. It feels like he just closed his eyes, but the voice of the flight attendant has been heard to remind passengers that soon will be landing.

He got off the plane and rushed to get the suitcase he had stored in the trunk. Then he left the airport immediately looking for a taxi to continue his sleep.

Since he left to study in Singapore, counted only twice he returned home. He misses the jams of Jakarta, because in the land of lions there is almost no traffic jam.

Given his father who is a pilot and often flies to Singapore, most of his parents who visit him to Singapore. Her mother certainly got a special price as a family pilot.

"Assalamualaik."

He entered the house that is not too big but looks beautiful. His father and mother who were having breakfast at that time reflexively looked at him.

"Waalaykumsalam's chat. Geez Mother's child so gondrong gini. There's no barbershop or what the hell is Nak?"

His mother greeted him with a hug and ruffled his hair which was already looking long. He chuckled, combing his hair bangs to the left.

"Boro-boro shaving Bun, thinking about the problems of life just not to be perfect.''

His father, who happened to be not flying, laughed at his grievances. Usually if you are flying abroad, you will not go home for a few days.

"What are your life problems? Stay learning real, pretentious a problem of life. Most girl trouble."

"I'm a college activity too Well, make no mistake."

"Not playing." his father nodded his head smiling.

"Capek no? Want to go to bed or have breakfast?"

"Udah slept on the street, I miss breakfast made by Mother."

He glanced at the dish that had been served at the dining table.

"What breakfast? Breakfast was rich there. Bread, sandwiches, nothing to fill. 3 Layers of bread I'm not full, I wonder. And then, I drink two glasses of milk, just full."

The grunts that Mother often misses.

"Wisss pangling youh Dad, the dialect is already bule singpur."

He laughed, unconsciously saying the words he used to say with his friend who was a native there.

"Where is the dialect of the Singapur people Well?"

"That was behind her word use the word "lah" so rich mixture woo her."

His father who often traveled abroad became a lot of know the habits of other citizens.

He picked up empty plates and glasses that were already available at the dinner table. Fill it with seafood fried rice, pickles, and crackers.

"Where can the story end with Sena?"

"That's Bun." He was confused where to tell. His views then turned to his father

"Well, Mommy used to love to cuddle?"

His father and mother smiled as if they understood the cause of the breakdown of the relationship he and Sena.

"Women's name, it's natural to lash out."

"But Dad is tired. Have you ever been that rich?"

"Well, like, Dad? Mother is understanding."

Mother seemed excited to join the conversation. But he wanted to hear the answer from his father.

"Sorry Bun, to be honest. Never." father replied hesitantly. Mother looked pouted.

"Well, how can we not break up? I take it with me if you already cape want to take a break I say aja talk him. Eh he said break up, yaudahlah at that time I was really cape. The other woman ngancem her little bit broke up."

"Gini Mar, the woman was created from bent bones. If you want to straighten out you have to slow down, be patient. How can you wait to try?"

He thought. How's it? he was confused too.

"Batahs dong. Break up your rich now."

Ahhh.

"Thank you learning to be a husband. A happy home is the key to a happy wife. Treat women well. If you believe Sena's good, keep it. Although not perfect, the name of man is not perfect. Aren't you?"

He nodded in agreement.

"Gini.. for example you have a house, your house is damaged, leaked everywhere, what are you doing?"

"Take dong Well."

"Exactly. You didn't live or buy a new house, did you? Your house is more damaged if so, really what is really?"

He began to understand the parable that his father gave.

"It's also a relationship, if your partner is wrong, you really, you tell him at the right time. Do not diemin, later he does not know wrong he what would be ungenerated even more damaged."

His father always gave a parable that made sense and was easy to understand. Unfortunately because of the busy work schedule of the father, making him rarely talk much.

"Dine Captain, thanks Dad.... Bun, I'm going to Bandung tomorrow?"

Not feeling tired after traveling from Singapore.

"Can..."

He smiled, his spirit grew.

*****

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