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Plan for Kinara

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The warm atmosphere in this house is always happening, every day. Laughter of children and parents is heard. Not to mention if there is a debate that ends with jokes. Who does not envy seeing it? Very inversely proportional to the lives of his close friends. Far from the old man. A closeness that has never occurred since birth to the world. To feel the caress is sometimes very difficult.

Munah, even though his father is only an office employee. Different from his friends. The average parent is a businessman. You can use the car if you want to go anywhere. But fortunately, Munah never envied that. The luck he had, made him feel that his life was perfect. Surrounded by good people and both parents who have genuine affection for him, and his two brothers at home.

"I'm Mom, I want to shake the acid."

"Mom, I don't want to! I'm just gonna use a kale stir-fry." Mother who always serves her cooking at the dinner table. Cooking what her husband and son asked for.

"Hey, don't be picky!" Munah hit his sister's fussy arm pointing this and that. His mother smiled, and shook her head. I mean, let your sister be a kid, too.

"Mom, if I'm late, I'm going with Nara and Wahid, right?"

Finished by serving food on a plate for the child and husband, his mother also sat down. Pour enough rice into the dish itself.

"Where are you going?" This time his father asked. Munah is given freedom but on condition that he can take care of himself. Because both parents always say that, children the age of Munah if banned even though or on the bridle. Not allowed out of the house, anything else at night. They will definitely remain reckless, and end up lying. Their youth experience is already there, made a lesson for the generation of their children.

"You see Adam, last night was there. But Adam didn't exist, maybe today he's home."

"Adam? She sick?" While thrusting water towards her husband, tissue to wipe the mouth also does not forget. Ah how Nara does not feel jealous if visiting Munah's house.

"Yes, Mom."

His father had risen from his seat, breakfast was done. Munah is starting to get confused, even he hasn't spent half of his breakfast this morning.

"You're taking public transport, right?" His father saw a watch on his wrist. "Dad there was a meeting this morning, not had time to deliver again to school." Munah's face immediately lethargic, the laziest if you have to take public transportation. Whoever it is, it must be.

"Munah, did you hear what Dad said?" Munah. His mother who always ushered in front of the door of the house, the kiss on the forehead always landed. No matter in front of his children. And even often show off by saying look for a husband like your father, and vice versa said by his father.

"Dad be careful."

"Yes dear."

Munah's mother returned to the dining table, because the breakfast was not yet round. Munah who was getting busy had to call Kinara, send a message. Many times, but the phone number is not active. Switch to Wahid, hopefully and hopefully. Once the prayer is in the heart, the lazy sangking must take public transportation.

"Mune it?" Munah looked up, put his phone right next to the plate. Slide with one finger, and one hand is used to put food into the mouth.

"Yes, Mom." Just look at it at a glance, and the view remains focused on the phone.

"Mom, are we going?" Both of Munah's sisters have left, their school is not far away. Just walking past the back of the house can get there. In contrast to Munah who must take public transportation. School in an elite place, that's his request since he was Junior High.

"Be careful, baby." Kiss it there, kiss it here. Took the tops of the heads of his two sons, they left.

"Hallo's? You're gone?" Apparently, after a full moon waiting, Wahid picked up his phone.

"Not yet, this also just finished the bath? Why?" Wahid answered across the phone.

"Hid, can you pick me up? I left first because." His mother chews while looking at Munah.

"She's been waiting in the usual place." Munah immediately turned off the phone, and put his phone in the bag.

"Munah, why doesn't Kinara ever come here again?" Munah looked up, put his spoon on the plate.

"I don't know either, Mom. Even lately Kinara always forbade us to come to the apartment, and always refused to be invited to gather." Finally, Munah can issue uneg-uneg who in the last few months he pendam. Wanted to talk to Wahid, but Wahid must have said he was shy. Don't make your own friends gossip, it's definitely Wahid's answer later. So the people prefer silence.

"What's the reason?"

"He said he should focus on learning. Because the test is near." His mother spontaneously kicked the table, until Munah himself jumped in shock.

"Mom why!" Immediately protest, while holding the chest with both hands. His mother even let out a laugh, which made Munah sewot more and more.

"Oh my son, you're so funny. Just like you said Kinara changed. The one who should be self-conscious is you! How can it still be out at night, not studying. While the exam is near. I think Nara's decision was right."

"Ah mother. My grades are good too, right? If it continues to be forced to his brain think that there is even saturated Mom."

"You always have that excuse!" Munah took a glass of water that his mother had prepared. Sipped it to the end, and stood grabbing the bag on the chair.

"Munah, why don't you finish the food, son?" Munah just shook his head, walked around the dining table to get to his mother.

"Mom, I'm leaving. Afraid Wahid came and saw I was not there, instead I was left again." Her mother made her appearance again, starting from her hair and school uniform.

"Mother's son is already big. Soon she'll take off her uniform and be a college student." Gently rubbing the head of Munah.

"Mother, don't make drama melt in the morning." His mother hit Munah's arm.

"Haha, I'm going ma'am." Forced her mother's hand to kiss. Then ran like a child who was afraid to miss the school bus. Waving my hands when I got to the door. His mother who can shake his head, even though Munah's behavior is like a child. But he can also turn into an adult, right at times. It can be seen from the way Munah who spoke with his sister, taught them politeness with older people.

And, when her mother felt sad and down, Munah also always strengthened her. Stringing the word as beautiful as possible, to motivate the spirit of his mother. Although those beautiful words, were the series of words he had stolen from Kinara.

The city stands beside the highway. His head must repeatedly rotate following the direction of the rider who passed by. It's been trying to stay still, but it's like being hypnotized that just follows the direction of the eye.

10 Minutes passed, Munah was already starting to saturate. His face was already tight now, preparing to cuss when Wahid arrived. The only way, Wahid had to be on the phone over and over again like that.

"Cock is inactive! Damn it lest Wahid forget again." Uhh!! Munah squatted in frustration, standing up again. Then he stepped forward, extending his neck to see who knew Wahid's car had been seen.

Public transport stopped right in front of him, Munah shook his head and said no, waiting for an invitation. And, the driver instead cursed him with a mutter. That is one of the strong reasons why Munah really does not want to ride public transport.

Resigned, it seems that if it will also be too late. Munah looked back, there was a chair beside the stall. Down, wiggling his legs, already know that this must be too late, but prefer to sit first after that just back home.

Tin.. Tin. car horn sound. Munah looked up, looking at him with a careless look. Not moving at all from its place.

"Come, you're leaving? Don't you see what time it is?" Munah just shut up, move or open his mouth also he did not do. Wahid who was in the car looked at him sharply. Worse, Munah considers that there is no Wahid now.

Wahid drove his car, saw what reaction Munah would have. After a few meters, Munah still remained in his position. Wiggling his hanging legs. Looking towards the highway, no matter if Wahid is showing celebration.

"Come, you want to go no?" Feeling bored Wahid came down and walked closer where Munah sat.

"No."

"Come on." Pulling Munah's hand.

"You go alone. If you're still allowed into school, I'll buy you an apartment." Wahid was stunned, looking at the watch in his hand. A clock worth a dozen million. Then sit next to Munah.

"Yes you're right." Sluggishly. "Are you angry?" Munah.

"Yes come on, I'll take you for a walk. Shopping too, would you?" Munah. "I paid!"

"Are serious?" Munah hugged Wahid very tightly, wiggling right and left.

"Basic matre!" But keep pulling Munah to walk into the car.

"You're serious, so we're going to school today?" She asked again after sitting in the car. "Mall hasn't opened at this time either." Wahid laughs.

"You want to trick me, right?" Laugh again and drive the car.

"That's because your mind is just shopping for free? Yes, I will buy it for you, but not now. Did you forget, huh? Mall also has a rule, not allowed children who still wear school uniforms to enter. What else is the middle of class." Munah.

"So where are we going?" Hugging the bag in front of him.

"Relax, I know the right place for us today." Munah just nodded, and let Wahid take him to a suitable place he said.

***

The sky that did not give off the sun this morning. Clouds appear cloudy, making it comfortable to sit in the middle of a garden that does not have a roof. No need to avoid the sun. Munah waited for Wahid to return, saying he would buy snacks and drinks.

Munah stared at the vast, ornate Padang in every corner. Not a single dry leaf fell. The park manager has been cleaning it since morning blind. Colorful small fences also become a barrier to every important plant there. Sit and support the chin with both hands.

There is a feeling of unwillingness now, not of loss but of separation that will soon be done. Thinking, if Wahid already had a girlfriend, would definitely forget about him. Or if you have studied in a different place later. Have each other's busyness. Can I have a friend like Wahid? If there were, it would not be this bad.

"Dor!!!"

"Eh!!" Wahid laughed at the reaction of Munah's face, and his cursing words.

"More." Giving orange drinks with bottle packaging. Munah turns the lid to open.

"Are we gonna be here till we get back to school?" Wahid nodded, sipping his drink.

"Hid, are you really going to study abroad after this?" Wahid nodded again. Close the bottle and put it right next to it.

"Actually I'm very unwilling to leave my beloved?" Munah.

"Who?"

"My car." Munah directly hit Wahid on the head, pinching his stomach.

"Aw sick."

"Cirain is not willing to leave your parents, nor me."

"Yes, I know."

"Yes, if I part with you I'm a little unwilling. But one of my messages is for you." Looked at Munah's face seriously.

"What?"

"You can't date until I get back!"

"What!! Whatdoes thatmean? Who are you!!" He stood up and pointed at Wahid with his finger. "My parents didn't forbid it!" He folded his arms and turned his back to Wahid.

"Sit down, don't be a child." Serious mode again. Munah glanced at him, then sat back down with his face still pouting.

"No, I just reminded you. That means don't date until you finish college." He looked over, his gaze warmed now.

A moment later, the wind came to their faces. Enjoy the beautiful atmosphere today, the sky that looks cloudy in the absence of sunlight. Makes both feel more at home even though they have to sit here for the next few hours.

"Hid, do I want to talk about something?" Wahid turned his head, he nodded ready to listen.

"Is this serious?"

"It's about Kinara." Wahid changed his sitting position. Fold both legs and support the chin with one hand.

"I'm serious, why are you doing that?"

"Yes I'm serious too, I just want to listen. What's wrong with me!" Shut up, he doesn't talk. It is always so right, get along only five minutes and the rest betengkar.

"You're not talking?"

"I'm serious!" Elevate his speech intonation.

"Well, how do I know if you're serious or not? While you weren't talking earlier." Munah sighed, supplying oxygen that began to thin if arguing with Wahid. Alright, breath is time to talk.

"You don't say I'm a gossip if I've said it." Wahid nodded.

"Promise?" Pointing his little finger, Wahid greeted him. He relented first so he could hear what Munah wanted to say that he said something serious.

"Geez, don't you feel like the last few months Nara's been weird and changing?" Looking towards Wahid, wanting to see what his reaction was like. "And you remember no, when we came to Mida's birthday party?" Wahid shakes.

"Kinara, she vomited many times in the bathroom. He said he'd be nauseous if he smelled alcohol."

"You're right, I didn't realize it at the time."

"And so, isn't Kinara used to smelling alcohol? Even drink it." Wahid fell silent, thinking of Munah's words.

"I also found this, in his notebook. Kinara crossed out the book, but I'm sure it wasn't just a scribble." Munah pulled out his phone, then showed it to Wahid. Accidentally Munah took it through the camera phone, because if it ripped it off surely Kinara would ask.

"This? Is this not a picture of a baby?" Munah.

"You see at the bottom of the picture." Wahid focused his eyes.

"My boy?" Munah.

"Hid, while at home bi Gina actually I also heard the talk of Nara and bi Gina in the kitchen. But they reason, and that reason is just right. I'm sure that Kinara is hiding something. But only bi Gina knows, and we as her friends don't deserve to know." Wahid scratched his non-itchy head.

In his heart, Wahid actually knew where Munah was talking. Thinking that Kinara is pregnant, but that makes no sense, who is the man? Hasn't Kinara never been close to anyone? Always go together too.

"I also know that Kinara always wears a hyd corset." Wahid rounded his eyes. "Yes, I accidentally saw her in the school bathroom that day."

"You're serious?" Munah. "And, because I was curious I came to the apartment yesterday without asking her permission. Fortunately when I came bi Gina was also at the door, with a doctor. Who said he checked Nara. All I know is Kinara doesn't hurt. Then I went into her room, Kinara slept. But I'm sure he's not really sleeping, he's also just checked with a doctor. When I wanted to touch her stomach Kinara immediately woke up."

"Do we have to force Kinara to confess?" Munah. And it couldn't be that easy as Kinara was willing to admit it, the only way was bi Gina.

"Who do you think is the man who impregnated Kinara?" Munah turned his head towards Wahid again, looking at him without blinking.

"Adam!"

"Hey, it's impossible."

"What is impossible?"

"Adam, it doesn't make sense Munah!" Shaking his head. The Adam he knew well, he probably did just that. That's what Wahid thought. Some of the possibilities Munah told her were that Kinara was pregnant, Wahid could still believe it. But for the next one, Wahid strongly objected.

"Hid, they both have big secrets." Wahid still shakes.

"What makes you so sure it's Adam?"

"Some times I caught them talking together. Like a fight of argument. But I can't hear it. And lastly, I saw Adam sleeping on Kinara's lap. Indeed I myself often do that with you, but from the way I see it is completely different Hid."

"You sure?"

Munah.

"There is no other man close to Kinara but you and Adam. If there was currently anything close to Kinara, it was also them parting with distance and time. Kinara used to say that with me, Satria asked for her phone number back then."

Wahid was silent, and no longer commented. Silence was created again, they were both immersed in their respective thoughts. Munah was determined if his expectations were correct, then his intention would be to stay away from Kinara. Not about being disappointed because Kinara was pregnant out of wedlock, but about feeling disappointed when she was not considered a friend. And Kinara preferred to hide that big thing alone.

Munah's eyes heat up, imagining if it's true. How Kinara's life will be, whatever Munah does love Kinara. I assume it's not just a friend. More like my own brother.

"Are we asking this with bi Gina alone?" Munah shook his head, though at first he himself had thought so.

"Bi Gina won't tell, because bi Gina loves Kinara as much as a child."

"Then, what's the next step?"

"We have to make Kinara admit it?"

"How is it?"

Think first, before answering. Putting together a plan, though it would harm the fetus that was inside Kinara's stomach, if Munah's current conjecture was correct.

"We're taking him away tonight, don't tell him where he's headed. You've got the club' we used to wear."

"You sure?" Munah nodded again.

"We came to her apartment, but don't tell her. I'll force him until he wants to. Reason to see Adam."

"Alright, but I don't want to be a killer."

"Hey, we're not going to kill him!"

"But I know what you're thinking, what you're planning to do by taking him to the club'!" Munah smiled.

The plan has been neatly arranged, Munah who is bored has been sitting in this park for two hours. Inviting Wahid to go around, somewhere to go this time while waiting for school hours. Most importantly, not bored.

"Actually I'm sad if it's true." Wahid also nodded, he also felt so.

The car continues to drive on the highway, the car glass is also closed perfectly.

"Eh that's like Adam's car." Munah pointed at the speeding car right in front of them at this moment. Munah smiled, and thought that Adam had returned from out of town.

"Hid, let's go with Adam's car." Wahid nodded in agreement, and thought this was an opportunity for him to talk to Adam. Ask him to leave tonight.

But when the car had turned on the code light, Munah looked to the side.

"Hospital?" Looking towards Wahid.

"Why did Adam go to the hospital? Is Adam really sick after the incident at Gina's house, and should be treated? But why would the waiter say that Adam and his family were out of town?"

"I don't know, you're always speculating too far. Can Adam come home from out of town, and get him to the hospital?"

"Hid, we better not come in. Look from here, whether it's Adam or not." Wahid nodded, and pulled the car over not far from the entrance to the hospital.

Adam's car had stopped, and his mother appeared to be down alone. They sharpen their vision, even just to blink also in the blinking.

"There's no Adam." They look at each other. His mother only went down alone, then followed by a man in neat clothes, but wearing a driver's clothes.

"That means Adam?" Wahid thought the same.

"It is impossible that if Adam was sick and treated he would have told us. Maybe it's just her mom who wants to go to the hospital."

"Yes, then we go now."

Agreed in thinking this time, that Adam was really out of town. And Wahid explained to Munah, that Adam once said that his mother had a disease.

Seriate..