SEVENTEEN LINE
New Color-4
Aldo
When I find peace by going home, but even other things I find at home.
“Ngapain you are here”, I said annoyed.
“Meet you”, replied Tia confidently.
“Can was udah”
“Emang”
“You moreover?”
“Cause to see your face”
“You are crazy huh?”
“He's crazy about you”
“Chick sint*ng!”
“Antarin me home!”, he said firmly.
“Make what?”
“Tega you let me go home alone in the evening bengini”
“Langit is still bright. Go there home by yourself”
I didn't look at him anymore and walked into the house. I could feel her steps following me behind my back. I ignored him and went straight into my room. I saw him come in and sit on the living room couch.
“Do you want?”, I said from the front of the room.
“Kok you can change gini?”, he said.
“Change what? Why did you show up in my life again?”
“And I am also your friend”
“Bik, give him a drink and after that just tell him to go home”
“Iya tuan”, said Bibik from the kitchen.
I laid my body in my bedroom and let Tia relax in the living room alone.
I had just rested for a few minutes until Papa's voice called my name.
“Aldo...”, scream, “Open the door Do”
“What the hell is pa”
“That's Tia why it was released so in the guest room?”
“Loh? She hasn't come home?”
“Not yet tuh”
I looked into the living room and found Tia sitting while asleep in the chair. Maddened. This is why child is so. I usually go home when I stay.
When my hand was about to touch his arm to wake him up, how surprised I felt his very warm arm. Turtle on his forehead with the back of my hand ascertained whether he was really sick or not. It turned out to be very hot. He looks feverish. Finally I called Bibik to clean up the guest room and put it in the room. He looked very weak and helpless. It seems he's still unconscious. I let him sleep on the bed and closed the door.
“Aldo also does not understand why Pa”
“How come you guys aren't in touch anymore?”
“Iya Pa, she suddenly called for my help”
“Ngapain?”
“No. Just pick him up at his Papa's office”
“Terus?”
“Ya we split again. I went straight to home”
“You've let him rest here tonight”
“Iya Pa”
I went back into his room and brought a cloth and warm water to compress it. Once it was properly located, I left it back in the room.
Trrrrzzzzzzz trrrrzzzzzzz
My phone vibrated indicating an incoming call. From Aini. I immediately picked him up.
“Assalamualaikum Do”
“Waalaikumsallam, Aini. You've gone home?”
“Iya. Just now. Mother said you came, huh?”
“Iya”
“Kok didn't tell me I used to sih”
“Yes I think you're home aja”
“Hem, what is Do?”
“Eh, Aini. Ask your Mother. Can you stay at my house tonight?”
“What's up?”
“There's Tia in my house. He's sick, it's not good that he's in my house alone. Time yes I went in and out of his room to make sure he was”
“Kok can there be Tia?”
“Let me tell you. You want to not?”
“I asked Mommy first ya”
“Iya. Call me let me pick you”
“OK. Assalamualaikum Aldo”
“Waalaikumsallam”
Is correct. It's just me and Papa. Bibik sometimes goes home, even if there is still. I was the only one who had to take care of her in that room. It's better that Aini takes care of him. So that he also feels comfortable when he is aware later.
Moveon over the years can be damaged just by a minute of smiling from him,- (Could it?)
