Renjana Dusk Kala

Chapter 58. There is No Price as High as Love

Jakarta

Pocktail

He thought they were going to talk to Niar's mom three. Even though I don't know what's being said. It all feels so fast. A willingness to accept, not a planned thing. Even just before meeting Tama, her heart was still overwhelmed with doubt and doubt.

But Sasa's cheerful laughter when talking to Tama, Sasa's joy when pulling Tama's hand, made him realize about one meaning. More than always asked. That life is for happiness.

And Sasa seemed happy every time he was with Tama.

But one of his biggest mistakes, hasn't talked about all this with Icad. Because he was always worried, his son would feel sad and disappointed.

"I'm staying ahead." Stare at him. "There's a guest I need to see."

He nodded. Once stunned by the name of me. Before finally noticing how Tama was embracing Niar's mom and whispering something. Hopefully not a plan that can make him die a tick.

"Have you been waiting a long time?" Miss Niar smiled. "Mama had a conversation with Setyo's sister. Just returned from Norway. Not seen for years. Including ... when Setyo died, this sister was the only one who couldn't go home."

He smiled and shook his head.

"What are you talking about with Tama?" Madam Niar took a seat right in front of her.

She blushed. "Slight ...."

"When ... when can Mama see Bu Cut?"

He gaped. "Not ... that far."

Bu Niar frowned. "Tama said he wanted to get married before he entered the classroom."

It's getting agape.

"Not told yet?" Miss Niar was amazed.

He shook.

Miss Niar nodded. "Hopefully all processes can be completed before the time of the template yes, Pocut. Good intentions must be quickened."

He felt ashamed. Because I don't know Tama. All this time, he was thinking only of himself. About his doubts, his worries, his fears. Never knew Tama would follow the class.

"When did you first meet Tama?" Asked Bu Niar as he headed towards the ceiling-high glass cabinet. Taking a number of boxes that were so placed on the table turned out to be a photo album.

"Time ... Anjani's marriage ...."

"Who's in the hospital or at home?" Bu Niar started to open the top photo album. Then push towards him. "It's Baby time ...."

He smiled as he saw the photo of the red baby in the cradle of the late Mr. Setyo. Then he replied, "Anjani's wedding is at home."

Miss Niar nodded. "What was the effect when I first met Tama?"

He smiled back. Feel hesitant to answer.

"Gallags? Stiff?" Bu Niar opens the next photo. "This is when we were still living in Aspol Dewantara ...." While showing a photo of Tama who can already face down.

"It was so at first ...." I don't want to admit first impressions. When Tama blatantly showed annoyance as she called out by the name of father.

"But it turns out ... is not as scary as imagined." He remembered how the two of them ended up talking at the dinner table. Smooth and pretty fun.

"Ah, time?" Seloroh Bu Niar's. "Anja is most afraid of Tama. More afraid of Tama than of Setyo's mas."

He smiles. It's predictable.

"Children's time rame, funny." Miss Niar is back. "But so grown up it's a stiff guy."

And he has no power to not smile every time Niar opens the next photo sheet. What a happy childhood with so much fun. Much different from her ....

He sighed to remember his tearful past.

"But his name is boy, firstborn, there are many hopes and responsibilities that we impose." Bu Niar laughs. "Big time ... Tama is most often punished by Setyo than Sada."

"Mas Setyo is harder at educating Tama."

"According to Setyo mas .. the first child must be strong, responsible, managed to be an example for his sisters."

"Quite affect his attitude and nature after adulthood." Miss Niar looked at her. "Growing into a hard and stiff person. Different from Sada who is more calm and relaxed."

"Maybe it's the main cause of her household's failure." Miss Niar sighed. "Have you ever met Kinanti?"

He nodded. "It."

"Did Pocut not feel afraid or bothered by Tama's previous failure?" Madam Niar looked at him. "That's proof that Tama can't be the head of a good family."

He lowered. "I ... all this time ... worry more about myself ...."

"Mama can't guarantee Tama has turned into a better person" continued Bu Niar. "Can learn from failure and never repeat it."

"I am more ... Our difference ...." He stared back at Niar's mother with doubt. "Our life .. I mean .. My life is much different from the life of mas Tama."

"That's more of a concern?" Madam Niar was still looking at him. "More than Tama's domestic failure?"

He nodded. Although he did not know the main cause of Tama's divorce, but the man's closeness with Sasa had torn down the thick walls and melted his heart.

"I'm just an ordinary person. Never in high school. Not having much experience. Never have I ...." He swallowed nervously. Unable to continue the sentence.

Suddenly Miss Niar smiled. "It's Tama's time at Akpol." He pointed to a young man in the photo.

"Actually Tama's ideals want to go to college." Bu Niar rubs photos. "But because of tofu .. his papa wants the children to follow in his footsteps. It's going to Akpol."

"Don't overdo it in worrying about status and background differences." Miss Niar shook her head. "Don't make it a problem let alone an excuse. But be an encouragement to move forward and better."

"Mama's happy to see .. how Pocut lived life." Miss Niar smiled. "Quiet, firm, patient ...."

"That's the most important capital that every woman doesn't have."

"Because if this is the best .. later ... Pocut will accompany people who always face many challenges."

"Mama's been living it for decades." Niar's Mom's eyes began to glaze over. "It's not always easy."

"The key is to be patient, to be firm, to be strong, to be undaunted by anything ...." Miss Niar shrunk the corner of the eye. "Is Pocut ready?"

"After the template is completed ... Tama can be transferred to a distant place. Or take on greater responsibility. And new responsibilities mean new exams too."

He never expected, the decision to accept so strange. It turns out that all this time, the mind and heart are only filled with very shallow worries.

"This world will be a new world for Pocut. Must be ready from now ...."

"Mama believe .. any challenge, if we pass patiently, rigidly, sincerely ... In shay Allah will be able to pass safely."

"Mama always wishes you both the best."

"Don't tense." Miss Niar is back. "This ... when Tama was first inaugurated." While pointing to a photo of the state palace that Anjani had shown him.

"Bless us as his parents." Miss Niar smiled. "Inviting his sister to follow in the footsteps."

Suddenly the heat is coming. His face even started to heat up. When he realized the good treatment he received from Tama and Bu Niar. "Thank you .... For all his advice and trust ...."

Miss Niar nodded. "Later Pocut will be asked again like this. Much more detailed."

He cringed with tears that were about to fall.

"Whoever now is practicing grating." Miss Niar smiled.

"Who is .. by whom?"

Would the entire Tama extended family who were in the living room interrogate him?

"By the leadership of Tama," replied Bu Niar straightforwardly. "There will be provisions to follow."

"The question is almost the same as we were talking about."

"Yes, there's one that's forgotten," Niar ma'am quickly. "What's the reason Pocut would accept Tama?"

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"What did mama say?" Tama asked after Niar's mother left the two of them.

He immediately cringed. "Would you like a class?"

Tama laughs. "So I'm being interrogated?"

"So my mom said ...." He looked down in shame.

"New submission," replied Tama. "not sure. Yes .. fifty fifty."

"I mean .. I don't know much about Mas. We never talked about ...."

Tama nodded. "I only had one day in Surabaya. So Saturday afternoon we can meet to talk."

"Because Sunday plans to take the Icad with Umay street. Can you?"

"Without Sasa." Tama shook her head. "It's a special guy."

He nodded.

"For Sasa .. there will be a special time. Threesome is the same as the mother ...."

It gives a full view of warning.

Tama just mengu lum smile. "Why? Mind it?"

In the evening, when Umay and Sasa were brushing their teeth in the bathroom, he approached Icad.

Icad nodded.

After making sure Sasa was asleep. He immediately called Icad. "Umay's asleep?"

Icad. "Still looking."

He nodded. "It's okay. If Umay sleeps, then we'll be sleepy."

Icad sat himself in the chair. "Seriously so, Ma? Is there something wrong?"

He smiles. "It's not about brother. But about Mama."

"About that?"

It cringes. "Who is that?"

"Don't see your mom talking to her at Dekgam's house."

"Om Tama?" He looked at the Icad who turned sour.

"Suell up."

"So, you know what Mama wants to say?"

Icad.

"Mama story a little. If according to Abang how .. for example nih ... Boni was in the afternoon to Abang, tomorrow to play at four in the afternoon. But you can't answer because you're confused."

Icad. "What's the talk, anyway?"

"Well, tonight ... Kioda also went to Abang. Tomorrow play at the same time."

"In ethics, you answer Boni first or Kioda first?"

Icad scratching his head. "What do you mean?"

"Jawab Boni or Kioda first?" Deuteronomy.

Ical just kept scratching his head. "Yes .. Boni should answer first. Kan Boni is the first of Kioda."

He nodded. "So according to ethics...we agree to answer the first question?"

"Why do you want this stuff, Ma?" Icad grumbling. "Can immediately play three do not have to be complicated answer the question who used to be. Just play it straight."

"The Parable, Bang" He tried to give understanding.

"Mama called you just want to talk about this?" Icad.

He shook. "So just an example. Well, now ... let's compare it with similar events."

Icad looked at him not understanding.

"Om Tama ...." He mentioned Tama's name while half shivering. "You propose. But Mama can't answer."

Icad immediately clicked.

"Yesterday .. om Raka came .. want to apply too." He sighed. "According to Brother ... Which one should you answer first?"

Icad shrugged his shoulders.

"If compared to the story of Brother and friends earlier?" His chase.

"Jawab is first." Icad.

He nodded. "Tadi ... Mama chatted with Tama for answering the question."

Icad poked at the table with a sour face. "I don't like that."

He nodded back. "Why?"

"No way!" Icad replied in a pretty loud tone.

"If it were Raka?" He wants to know.

"Same. Don't like it either." Icad's face grew sour. "I don't like everybody but Dad!"

"Bang .. ma ...."

"Why does Mama tell that apart?" Icad cut his words. "Why didn't Mama refuse? Though Mama can immediately refuse like to other om who come to the house. Why didn't Mama refuse?"

"Mama has refused, Brother ... Mama's su ...."

"lik! Mama would have liked that. Mama has lost my father."

"Absite ...." He sighed. "Mama will never forget me."

"Lied!" Icad is back.

He took a long breath again. "Yes .. if you think so. Mama can what?"

Icad is bending his face many times.

"Mama just wanted to say that." He looked at Icad. "Mama has prayed, prayed, asked grandma's advice ...."

"Mama's done it all, Bang. My mom didn't want this either. But Mama has to answer."

"Directly refuse!" Icad's eyes were filled with anger. "Not answered. But rejected."

He breathed a long breath. "Try me later to talk to Tama. Is it still bus ...."

"No way!" Icad shriveled while moving. "Disappointed with Mama." Then leave the room.

"Did you?" He soon followed to the living room. But Icad was already hiding behind a pillow. He turned his back and put on an angry attitude.

"Let Agam speak later" said mamak when he wanted to pray tahajud in the room. "If it were the best it would be easy."

In the morning, Icad was always sharp every time he was asked.

"Polite with mom," said mamak.

Icad simply snarled and immediately left. Who usually feels at home for hours drawing, now almost a day is not visible stem of his nose. I don't know where to go and where to be.

"I'm worried, Mom." He looked at the wall clock many times. It was almost evening but Icad had not yet returned home.

"Back home soon too." Soothing mamak. "Icad's a good boy. It won't be reckless."

Just as the Maghrib's azan was reverberating, Icad suddenly appeared at the door.

Alhamdulillahot.

"Eh, Brother!" Sasa immediately welcomed Icad's arrival with a smile. "Where did it come from? Sasa Kangen hasn't seen you all day."

But Icad just rubbed Sasa's head. Not at all responding to the subtlety that Sasa showed.

"Eat, Bang," he bargained. "Have you eaten yet?"

Icad did not answer. Take the sarong and put on the shirt. Then go without looking.

He bites his lips hard, lest any tears fall.

"Later tonight Agam came here." Mamak rubbed his arm. "Propay a minute ...."

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Icad

He doesn't know why it's this angry. But my mother's attitude towards him was really disliked. Mama should have refused, could have refused, no need to answer. Because she would never be willing to live with someone other than me.

"Tajir, right?" Kioda asked as the three of them were sleeping under a tree on the sidelines, not far from Kioda's house.

Since this morning, he who usually spent the day at home drawing deliberately went. Play to Boni's place and now Kioda. If anyone asked to stay, he would immediately agree. I was upset and didn't want to go home.

"EGP (surely I think)," he replied.

"Another boy has a shitty bokap." Boni muttered. "Everything we want will be obedient."

"If the true bokap," said Kioda. "If the incarnation of Satan? Abis lo tortured! Like my neighbor was Rico. Every day, step bokap. That's why I don't want to run away. Bizarrely. Don't think it out."

"If I get thumped, immediately run away!" Connect the fiery Kioda. "Enak aja lived in the era of independence but still colonized by other humans. No way!"

He grumbles. It can't be torture and beating. Even so, he still doesn't like it.

And when the afternoon comes home to pick up the sarongs also a shirt for prayer. My mother greeted him with warmth.

"Eat, Bang. Have you eaten yet?"

He who was still upset did not answer. Straight grabbing the sarong and shirt. Then go to the mosque. Leaving the mother calling her name.

And along the way to the mosque, he repeatedly rubbed the eyes that began to water. With the words of my mother who kept on gliding.

"Eat, Bang. Have you eaten yet?"

He was not angry at Mom. She loves mama. Too bad. A mother who never said anything hurtful to her children. Mama who is always quiet and patient despite being insulted by people. My mom never complained about anything that happened.

Forgive Brother, Ma.

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