The Love of the Former

DCSM chapter 13

"Related, Imam." It seems obvious doubt from the words Mas Dian and I understand that. Maybe they feel strange about my usual attitude when they find my girlfriend's affair with Diah the intern.

I swallowed the last ice cream before I answered Mas Dian's question. I also had time to justify my seat to be more comfortable.

"Actually me and the Imam have no commitment whatsoever, Mas. We are just living according to our hearts at the moment. Maybe if people ask if I love him or vice versa does he love me too? the answer is yes, dear, dear. But if you ask about love. We'll never be able to answer that."

I searched my words, I looked at the clock on my phone. It's been 22:30, it's been thirty minutes from my commute. I'm sure you've been waiting for me in front of a lighted television screen while he's asleep in the chair.

Take a look at Mas Dian who was still flinching in his place.

"It seems like this is not the right time for us to tell stories. It's late at night, I'd better go home first. Tomorrow we continue the conversation, even if I don't forget."

I laughed at the end of my sentence. Dian nodded in understanding. In the end we rushed back with Mas Dian who drove me home first.

"Tomorrow still work nights?" He asked when we got to my little house.

"For me tomorrow, why?"

"I'm also in the morning. Yes, tomorrow we will continue again. Get in and get some rest."

"Be careful, mas." I waved my hand when Dian started to revive her matic. I open the door slowly. And sure enough my guess. There, both father was waiting with the television wronged and his eyes closed.

It became a habit of my father. When I'm overtime or on the day shift. He will be waiting for me to come home watching television. Even though more often the television is back to watch the father who is asleep.

"Sir. sir."

"Hem" he murmured softly.

"Make your room, sir, I'm home."

"Home home?how night? rame's guest?"

"No, I was still talking there. Next time you won't wait for me. I'm under my own lock, you sleep in the room."

"Yes" Mr. stood up from his place, walking slowly towards the room. "You're going home by yourself?" Ask when you get in front of the room.

"Send by Mas Dian last night, it's been the night."

I just nodded and then went into the room. Slowly I saw the shadow of the mother who was asleep from behind the door that had not closed completely.

After turning off the living room lights and locking the door. I rushed to the room but before that I opened the door of the next room where my two sisters were fast asleep.

Before closing the door by accident my eyes saw the paper on the table in the corner of the room. I stepped in slowly so as not to disturb their sleep. I took a piece of paper with Cop the letter from the school.

I looked at the faces of those who were asleep. I'm sighing, they must be thinking of paying their own school exam money. They often do this in turn.

Getting a provision that is not how every day they always set aside to let me pay their school fees both.

I put the paper back. Then walk out to my own room.