Not Mauku

Season 2

"Well, how's my boy doing?" asked the man while patting Arief on the shoulder.

"As Om saw, "raised both his shoulders.

"Have you eaten yet?" ask the man again.

"Here, Om." Arief sat down on the sofa. Stretching hands and head up.

The man Arief called Om, was none other than Deri. The figure of a good man who became a friend of Arief's father, he became one of the figures of people who were close and directed Arief.

The second person to back up was Dr. Aldo. The one who is always there and guides Arief in every way.

"Why are. Like a lot of trouble? crumpled face, no ironing what?"

Arief. Then chuckle. "About this Om, Om think my face is a piece of cloth what? which can iron everything." Arief shook his head slowly.

Deri grinning. "Eat him. Don't be made tangled, already handsome so in making grim. ugly later."

"Even if it gets tangled, or something. Will not reduce my good looks Om," said Arief with confidence.

"That's pretty sure you. You young man! but where's your girl, when this handsome guy has no girl." said Deri.

"Eh, don't get me wrong. I'm in the race of many girls Om," Defend Arief while looking at the tail of his eyes.

"Yes, where to try? introduce the same Om, want to know what kind of girl the hell is the scramble of a young man like this." Deri shaking.

Arief. He felt lazy to talk about it. He's here to calm his mind, not talk about anything else.

"If you want to rest. Take a break, calm your mind." Deri seemed to know what was the child's goal.

Ariefs. Sighing a rough breath, then rose from his seat towards a room he used to rest in.

Deri stared at the back of Arief who passed away leaving her. There was a sense that he was hard to express with words. His chest felt tight and agonizing.

Ariefs. Dropped his body on the soft bed. His gaze was deep into the ceiling of the room, his mind floating flying.

The more days he was made dizzy to see the behavior of his spoiled and stubborn sister. Not on campus, not at home, his attitude is annoying, as a brother. Arief wants the sister to be obedient, independent and mature-minded. But in reality Kayla was like that.

Arief ruffled his hair. "Arhh! make the child dizzy." Then he closed his eyes, throwing away everything in his mind.

Time is approaching night. Arief has already performed the magrib prayer. He stood on the balcony breathing the night air, staring at the night sky decorated with several stars far away.

Suddenly, someone slapped his shoulder slowly. "What's the matter here, young man? no need for anything to do!"

Arief looked over and briefly smiled faintly. "Of."

"Om, it's cooking. Yuk eat first, it seems that from noon you do not eat. You'll be sick." Typhoon Deri, he looked up at the sky.

"Most Om, oya Om. I miss my father and mother, if only they existed. Maybe-"

"Here you go, just pray for them to be calm there. Come to his place, don't be sad. Not good." Deri's hand rubbed Arief's back.

"Tomorrow on Saturday, how about going there. How about?" asked Deri with a smile looking at Arief who had a huffed face.

"By, Om. I'll take Kayla to come, thanks Om?" Arief hugged the man in front of him.

After hugging each other, like father and son. The two walked downstairs to dinner together.

Until this moment, the Self is not married either. His life he colored by co-managing Kanaya Clinic with Doctor Aldo, they take care of the Clinic. Continuing the role of the missing Dimas and one day it will be written on paper if the Clinic becomes the property of Arief and Kayla. As heir of the father.

Deri and Aldo also took care of Arief and Kayla, especially Arief who was taken care of by both of them. While Kayla has more grandmothers who play the role of nurturing and educating Kayla.

"Om Aldo said there's been some business out of town in the last few days." In between his meals, Deri said.

"Yes, he said. I haven't seen Aldo in days either." Timpal Arief while feeding into his mouth.

Dinner is over. Arief brought the dirty dishes of the two of them, then in his washing. Deri looked at the back of Arief who was washing dishes in the sink.

"Why do you want to go home and stay here?" asked Deri while standing shifting her chair.

Arief did not answer. Previously kept clean plates and glasses in place, then answer the question of Deri. "I ... want to stay here Om, lazy to go home."

"Oh, can. Of course it's okay and good, Om so there's a friend." Deri smiled happily.

"Om, why don't you get married? let someone accompany Om. Taking care of Om, Om wants to be alone all your life, right?" said Arief staring at his Om after they moved to sit in the family room.

Before replying, Deri pulled her lips smiling. "No intention yet."

"Times, there is no intention yet. It's impossible if no one wants the same thing." Arief scrunched his forehead.

"Yes, Om said. No intention yet, no one wants to." Deri shaking.

"Om, how close is Om's relationship with father and mother?" search Arief, he wants to know the relationship of his parents. With this Deri.

"Friends. We were good friends, though .. haven't known each other for very long. If your father is old, just not close. Keep us close after I work at your dad's house making a stair lift. After they got married. We met again at the holiday spot. We're both on vacation, I don't promise but. After that we were close friends." Reminiscent of Deri looking towards Arief.

Arief nodded his head, very seriously listening to the story from Deri.

Deri yawning. "Om sleepy, let's rest first, tomorrow we go to the tomb of your father and mother. Okay?"

Arief nodded, a little disappointed. He still wants to talk to Deri about his parents.

"Next time we reconnect with this conversation of ours." Deri stood up and took her steps into the room.

After Deri disappeared. Arief got up from his seat. Lead her step back to the room. He dropped his body on the bed. Staring at ceiling. With a mind that drifts somewhere ....

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Hi.. I say hello again to the readers who like the story Naya and Dimas. Season 2 do you agree? when "Not What I Want" there's season 2?'