Reunion After

Waistband

Pov: Vest

I just finished a virtual meeting. Hurry to the reunion venue. Beware of mama. Mas Duties and his family also attended the reunion because today the reunion will be from three generations. Since we are only two years apart, then my brother will also be there.

I've been called by my best friends. Y'all know? We used to have a band called Smart Band. Why the Smart Band? I don't know either, probably because the four of us kids are smart. Not that I'm arrogant, but indeed our intelligence is more than other children.

The plan is today we will play again after decades of not performing. I can only pray that I don't chase the tone. We didn't do any training.

"What if he came?" ask me about Galang. "He's alone? Completely alone? His kid? Yes, let it be. If he greets me I reply, if not yes .., would not kidnap me!"

Laugh from the end there. What is so funny about my words? I would really kidnap Widya if she didn't want to greet me. Decades apart still silences me? Isn't that outrageous?

I'm looking for parking. It's a little far away because many have come first. When I finished absent, it turned out that the person I wanted to kidnap was being insulted all out by our friend. I want to pull his hand and say he's stupid.

Why do you sit there and listen to their reproach? Come, Wid. We're not Junior High anymore. Speak out your form of rejection. Where's defense? Should I come to help you?

"Be careful, you have a new widow. Take care of your husband. If you need to tie yourself together." April so insolently said that. And, that sentence was thrown so loud that some people turned to them.

I was hoping she'd say, "Sorry my taste is not your husbands." Or what. After about ten minutes of being struck by those hurtful words, the woman walked away. Where the hell is he going?

I prevented my footsteps from following him. Unfortunately, this heart felt pity so it wanted to chase after him. I decided to follow slowly.

The sound of crying again. Yes, the cries of disappointment and frustration are very deep. I used to find him crying in front of the bathroom because it was silenced by one of our classes. What stuff? He was accused of public lying because the vehicle to be used for field studies was different from the reality.

I also wondered why one of my classes would be persuaded to silence him. For three days he was excommunicated. If he wants to be friends with them again, he must be willing to bow down and apologize to all the class citizens.

Terrible not the carelessness of our time? And today, I heard that cry break again. Many looked at us, until I was afraid I would make him sad.

I took off the suit that was stuck to the body. I wear it as a head covering, so he's more free to cry.

"Please, I'll wait for you" I said.

He got up and looked at me. The face is still the same. Not aging at all.

"Squat again, cry first." I tried to cover my admiration for him.

Now he was crying in front of me. I became a drunk. His duty and his family passed.

"What are you doing here?" tanyakanya. I haven't answered yet, he's asked again. "Lu what other people's children to cry like that? I'm aduin to mamah you make a crybaby."

"Mommy, this is Aunt Widya, the mother of Gandi." Rania introduced my best friend to Tisha.

"Oh, assalamu'alaikum Mamah Gandhi. You guys know each other?" ask Tisha to Widya.

"Wa'alaikum hail, yes Mami Rania. We are one force. His classmate's Task too." Widya wiped her tears.

"Call Tisha, please" asked my sister-in-law.

"He's younger than Big Brother." I explained their age difference.

"Oh, if you call just brother, or just like Vesti, sister-in-law can also. Aren't you, Tom?"

This family has always been compact in terms of cornering and teasing me.

"Absen there, Mas. I still have business." I gave the code to get my brother away immediately.

After they moved away I saw that face again. "Will it still cry?" He shook his head.

I sat both in the car. No one starts the conversation. He sighed. "Seek for a drink" he whined.

"Wait here, I'll buy you a minute." I got out of the car and got him a drink.

Funny also the momentum of our meeting. If only I could say the things I kept neat until now. Huft, come on, he's waiting for this drinking water.

When I got back in the car, I saw him cheer up again. Yeah, that's the Widya I know. She can be a chameleon and camouflage to cover her fragile self.

"Now, jasmu. Thanks .., Tom." He immediately took the drinking water I brought.

I put my suit back on. "How are you?" that's the only sentence I can say to open the conversation.

"Alhamdulillah, healthy. You alone?"

I nodded, "Sama. Sorry yesterday when I picked up Rania I didn't greet you."

"Oh, it's okay. I thought you had forgotten me" he replied.

We went back to silence. Then suddenly he apologized to me.

"I'm sorry I stayed away from you. I owe you an apology for this."

I put my head on the back of the chair. Then look at that face from the side. Getting pretty. "Why?"

"There is something that makes me stay away from you."

He looked towards me. Our eyes talk to each other. "Is it because of Tasks?" my guess.

He just fell silent. I assume it's true. Yeah, that's how my family is in determining quality of life. Must be high standard.

"Tomorrow if anyone insults you, but you just shut up, call me. Let me enter them into the cell, for what is unpleasant." I grabbed her phone quickly and tried to open it.

I typed my phone number on Widya's advanced device. Connected. He changed his phone number. But, Widya's android screen is already listed my number. Has he had any contact with me but never called me?

As if he knew my thoughts, he explained. "When you were married, I wanted to leave words and gifts to Harsa. Unfortunately, that time he couldn't come either, right? I was given your contact by him."

"Why didn't you come to my wedding?" I'm very curious about this. He reasoned because there was an event. "The way to avoid me, right? Not ready to see me with the others, are you?"

How dare this self tease the widow of that one child. If mommy finds out, Widya must have gotten her sap again.

"But! No! Seriously, I had an event. Don't talk about it. Come on down, I'll be terrorized by Shofi."

"Who did you go with?" I don't care if he asks to come down. Anyway, my curiosity that has been mounting must be completed.

"Sama Shofi" he answered.

I was surprised by him, even though his best friend had once silenced Widya because of the problem. Since then I have not liked Shofi. He has no right to receive the title of friend.

"Let's go home let me deliver. I don't like you being close to Shofi anymore. Friends cannot defend their friends. That's not a friend."

"No, I can go home by myself, Tom." He refused my invitation. "I'm afraid Gandhi misunderstood us."

All right, looks like I should give up this time. We got off the car. Without her consent, I grabbed the tiny hand. He rebelled but I ignored him. All eyes look at us. Until April and her henchmen were flabbergasted.

We throw each other smiles. It was like he agreed with my idea of a public lie.