My Father is Not a Criminal

Part 47's

The days that Nabila spent at school, no longer the same as when the girl began to become a new student at that place. Although at this time, Rio started to approach again, Nabila kept his distance, reluctant to fall in the same hole.

Nabila classmates also behave the same as when they know the status of Pak Bakir, indifferent and looking one eye. The discordant whispers about Nabila, whose children are in prison, are starting to subside, but the cynical view is still often Nabila get.

Raka also still bitterly quarreled with Dessy. Almost every day they get into a fight of the mouth, even a very trivial reason like Raka is caught accidentally glancing at Dessy, making them noisier and issuing harsh words.

"Why are you, Dess? Every time I meet Raka, the inn wants to come out, like a cat meets a mouse."

"I'm like him, look at his face my lens suddenly went up."

"There must be a reason, right? Why can you act like that?"

"No reason to do it with him. I'm just so cute!!"

"Be careful you know, starting from before, can be a long time to fall in love really. Remember, karma still happens!"

"What karma?"

"Yes karma because you are as good as Raka, continue to fall in love, continue to be love dead and can not live without doi."

Deasy looked at Nabila with bulging eyes, while she was seen as just laughing mischievously.

"Non will, Bill!! Mending also I'm happy singles, weigh the same as him. He's the most B*ngs*d guy I've ever known."

"What the hell, Dess? Obviously, what does that mean?"

"He's a guy player who likes mode to girls who he views rich, after that he porous his money, and left behind. A lot of the victims are guys."

"You know what, Dess?"

"We used to be an Junior High, Bil. Once a classmate, eighth grade. So I know enough about him. He was also two years different from us - we were, because he had two classes."

"That means, it should be twelfth grade, huh?"

"Yes, doesn't it look like he's older, right?"

"He em, because of his appearance as well, his mustache is thick, like a father-father. But..."

"Why, Bil?"

"I'm surprised, how he's like dend*m so much with you. It was a sharp look from his piercing eyes."

"I've dealt with him, the story is long. I'll tell you a story sometime."

Nabila felt a little disappointed, the girl wanted to know the reason why Raka and Dessy never get along, but forced Dessy to tell a story that was impossible. Dessy's the kind of person who's stubborn, and doesn't like to be forced. He would tell me, if he really wanted to.

"Eh, Bill!!! How daydreaming?"

"No, Dess. Confused what else to say."

"Oh yeah, Bill, just remembered. Mama said, Aunt Hesti, Kak Rio's mother, wants to take you and your family for dinner."

"Huh? Why?"

"Kayak e anyway, tuh the Aunt really want to make you a ghost, so his wife Kak Rio, hahaha."

"Don't worry, Kak Rio's mother doesn't like me very much. Long before I knew my father was a prisoner, because I came from a family he thought was poor."

"If so, I know it too, Bil. I keep telling you about Mama, and Mama wants to give a lesson to Aunt Hesti."

"What lesson?"

"Remember, when Mama told you that you were pounding her?"

"Yes, remember. Continues to?"

"So much, Aunt Hesti agrees that Brother Rio is nearing you."

"Yes that's it. If it's my cousin, your family's level is the same they're the same, that's probably what she thinks."

"Hem, it's weird your mama, Dess. Just as weird as his son."

Nabila laughed, but Dessy pretended to frown. In his heart Dessy admitted, he and his mother had similarities, like ignorant and menggjain people.

"But it's cool too, let the rich like them not be arrogant. The treasure is just a deposit, it is not necessary to argue, after all if God wants to take it, humans can also what, right?"

"People's principles can't be the same, Dess. I'd say, if it's destined to be as rich as they are, it might also have that attitude."

"God knows you're not meant to be rich."

"Yes, God does not want me to be arrogant and eventually become displeased before Him. He knows the portion of each man's creation."

"Yup, really. Thank you for everything that is destined for us, because it is the best of God."

"He em, and the two of us are now so much like two people who pretend to understand religion, having a discussion."

Dessy and Nabila laughed together, realizing their religiously pompous silliness.

"Keep, how's the story going? What's your mama saying, Dess?"

"At first Mama would agree, so invite you and Mom to make together to the invitation. My family was invited to tell her story, too."

"Continue?"

"Well, if that's what it's gonna be, Bil. Can't we invite you to join in on this plan? I must have shaken."

"Yes, you know for yourself, how my mother is."

"I told Mama, if we can't come, because there's a big family event."

"Sir Rio's mother believes it?"

"Believe dong. We're cousins, so if it's a big family event, we'll be involved."

"What's this, your mom said?"

"Grandfather wants circumcision."

"Dessyyyyyyy!!"

The two laughed back, laughing at Dessy's silly answer. How could Aunt Hesti believe in such a reason.

"Tante Hesti doesn't want it either, anyway, it's his family's show, so it's safe."

"Keep, what's next?"

"Don't think about it, Bil! Flowing said Mama, see the next development. But I want it, Bil."

"Well, what?"

"You're still in love, same brother Rio?"

"Come, Dess. The more I come here I just realize, if all this time I think to him it's not love, but sympathy. He was always there when I needed him, so I felt grateful. Still, it's not good to turn down the time he shot."

Dessy looked smiling, her estimation all along was correct. Nabila just felt sympathy for Rio.

"But, Brother Rio seems to be in real love with you."

"Yes I don't know, the proof is now that he is also close to the girl whose name is Rara, right?"

Dessy smiles when Nabila mentions Rara. Suddenly an idea popped up in his brain, an idea to teach Aunt Hesti a lesson.

The long bell of the break sign was over, ringing. Making Nabila urung ask, what makes Dessy's face suddenly cheerful.