Trapped in 2001

Families

Mario follows his second brother Michael in secret. Coincidentally Michael went to school on foot and then took public transportation, so Mario was easier to follow.

Michael himself did not suspect a bit, but when he arrived at the housing complex, he began to feel if he was being followed.

Michael looked at it a few times. But Mario swiftly hid behind a power pole, near the landfill. Even behind the trees that line the sidewalk.

Michael arrived at a house. He was immediately greeted by a beautiful woman, who suddenly made Mario's tears drop.

Mario's heart felt squeezed, when he peeked from behind the gate that had been closed by Michael before.

That woman is his mother. At least that figure is what is in some photos, which are still stored Michael and Marcell to this day.

"Why are you there?"

Suddenly his mother spoke and looked towards Mario. It seems that the woman was aware of Mario's whereabouts.

Michael himself was surprised and immediately understood if he was followed by Mario. Mario's mother came closer to the gate.

"Michael koq didn't tell me you were taking them?" His mother asked Michael. Michael himself could not answer, because indeed he never invited Mario to this house.

"Lo, what the hell?" ask Michael then.

"And I want to study physics at the same time." Mario is an alibi, even though he came here only to meet his parents.

"You want to study physics?" ask her mother kindly. Michael seemed unable to do much even though he looked riled up.

"Let's go in...!"

His mother opened the gate, Mario's body shaking. He felt his mother's distinctive aroma with a perfume that was so soothing.

Mario's legs felt limp, wanted it to feel like he was scattering and hugging the woman. He had not seen or touched the woman since he was raised.

But he could still kiss the woman's hand, as a courtesy to the older man. Feeling the mother's hand so soft and warm, there is a feeling of peace that now suddenly spread in Mario's heart.

"Whose name are you?" ask his mother later.

"Mmm, Mario's aunt."

Mario said with a stammering tone, as well as a still trembling hand.

"You two are classmates?"

"No ma, he's in the next class."

"Oh, come on in...!"

Mario's mother goes in first, while now Michael pulls her somewhere.

"What the hell's going on here?"

"Mike, I want to study physics the same way you do."

"Yes, but I'm clear, if I don't want to."

"But I want, how's dong?"

"Mike, get the guy in."

Their mother came back out and told the two children to come in.

"Yes, ma."

"Yes, aunt."

Inevitably, Michael also finally obeyed the wishes of the mother. He allowed Mario to enter, though his heart was still upset at the boy.

"You haven't had lunch yet, have you?"

Mom Mario and Michael told the two children to sit at the dinner table. He prepared the food without asking the two children if they wanted to eat or not.

Mario was glued to his mother, who went back and forth to prepare the tableware as well as the food itself. Michael is watching Mario.

"Regularly, usually. Let me know what, you see that."

Mario lowered.

"Yes, you still have nyokap."

This time Michael who was silent, looked at Mario deeply.

"Don't exist?" tanyanya.

Mario shook his head, Michael felt a little guilty.

"OK, don't be sad either. Here's the plate, mending you take the rice."

Michael handed the plate to Mario, Mario himself did not expect if Michael could be good as well as it turned out. Because as long as he knows Michael, Michael is just an apathetic skeptic who does not want to care about his sister's feelings.

"Where does Mario live?"

ask her mother again, when they all started eating.

"In the rose complex 3, aunt. Citra garden housing."

"Oh, it's a long way from here. Why don't you ever play with Michael."

"Hmm, yeah because it's a distant aunt. Hehe."

"Yes anyway, auntie seneng if Michael has a friend. He finds it hard to be friends. That's why aunt was shocked, koq can Michael have a friend."

"Yes, aunt."

Mario forced a smile. He did not know if Michael had problems in socializing, although all this time he had been expecting it.

"No wonder, he's a bad guy. Where would people want to meet him." he muttered with a smile.

"Mike's got a lot of temen, ma. But his house is far away. Because Mike has more students at other schools."

Michael's words successfully made Mario's view of his brother was suddenly broken.

"Ah time yes anyway, different schools all." murmured back in the heart.

"Mostly speak doang. I don't have any friends, Mike. Why not." again he said in his heart.

"Mario has a brother?" ask her mother again.

"No aunt, I'm an only child."

"Oh." His mother smiled back.

"Tante thought he had." he said again, Mario just smiled.

Mario enjoyed every second with his mother, before long the sound of a car parked in front. A handsome and dashing man walked into the house, Mario's mother immediately greeted him.

"Hi."

"Hi."

The man immediately hugged and kissed Mario's mother, for the first time Mario saw the figure of his father directly. His heart rumbled again, eager to fall between the two.

But he could not do all that, considering his status in this era is the son of Deddy. He does not want to be considered crazy because he immediately hugs his own friends parents. Besides, if he looks weird, maybe Michael will stay away from him and he lost the chance to go to this place again.

"That's who?" ask his father while looking at Mario. Mario lowered his head for a moment while smiling awkwardly.

"Michael's friend."

"Tumben my baby boy's got a temen deket."

"Pa, don't call Mike that anymore" said Michael riled.

"Haha." Mario almost choked, apparently Michael had a call as ridiculous as that from his parents.

"Whose name?"

His father asked Mario. This time Mario just dumbfoundedly stared at the man, his eyes began to tear up in tears. He asked why his father had left him and not brought him to America. Why did his father let him live with Michael, who was always cruel to him.

But again it was impossible to do, considering that he had not been born at that time. And if he insists on questioning things that do not make sense, it could be that they will illfeel on Mario.

"Om asking, what's your name?"

"Eh, oh, yes, om. I'm Mario."

"Oh, Mario. Play here often, om glad that Michael has his friend."

Mario nodded and continued eating.

"Why eat now?" mario's mother asked her husband.

"Yes, let it go now."

Mario's heart feels back in the squeeze. Never had he sat with his parents and brothers together in a dining room like this. He was nervous, full of days, happy, and awkward.

"Mario added it again."

Mario's mother and father smiled, while Michael was a little surprised.

"Call me." said the mother later.

Mario glanced at Michael, Michael himself pretended not to see.

"Mama's daughter, means mama's son and papa's son too."

"I, yes ma." answered Mario later.

This time there were tears in the corner of her eyes. But hurriedly he wiped it off by hand, before anyone realized.

"Call me, my mom's the same dad."

Mario nodded then smiled full of haru.

"Sorry telaaat."

Suddenly Marcell had appeared in front of them all, he was shocked to see Mario there.

"Elo?"

"Hi."

Mario smiled as he waved his hand.

"Koq you can come here?" ask Marcell later.

"He's the same as me." said Michael.

"You know each other?" ask their mother in wonder.

"I, yes ma." answered Mario briefly.

Marcell himself was still surprised to see Mario, he also saw his father's usual behavior. Marcell still suspects that Mario is the son of his father's mistress and is trying to spy on the family.

"Come on, Marcell's eating it all."

his father said later.

Marcell sat in front of his father, occasionally watching the man and Mario.

"Pa, papa koq isn't full of fear?" ask her wonder.

He was confused why his father was not nervous at all, even though he was with the child of his mistress. Even more so in front of his own legitimate wife.

"Fear?. Afraid of what?"

His father asked back in a tone no less astonished.

"Yes, same a possible mistake."

His father scrunched his forehead.

"What the hell are you?"

This time his mother asked, Marcell became his own magic.

"Eh, anu ma. Marcell again memorizes the dialogue of the theater." Marcell, who was afraid his mother knew what he was thinking, suddenly improvised.

"Oh, kirain mama fuck."

"Hehe." Marcell grinned fake.

"There, wash your hands first. Mama take the rice."

Marcell glanced again at Mario, then went to wash his hands.

After eating, Michael inevitably had to teach Mario. Because his mother already knew if the purpose of Mario came here is to study physics. They studied on the terrace near the back garden.

"Now, here. And this here."

"Oh that's it." Mario is studying seriously.

"Eh, I go to the toilet first." said Michael.

"OK." Mario says while continuing to break the formula.

"Heh, Mario."

Suddenly Marcell pulled her near the flowers that were growing in the back yard.

"What?" ask Mario wonder.

"Lo here was told to nyokap you right, to investigate and spy on this family. You also want to urge bokap to divorce my nyokap right?. Let me know you can marry me."

"Cell, why the hell?. I was not serious about ngaku as adek lo. I just challenged Michael, can't talk to his brother who is popular as a hero at his school." Mario improvises, he doesn't want Marcell to talk about it again.

"Lo didn't lie, did he?" Marcell was still looking at him suspiciously.

"No, why am I lying. You want to come to my house, come on. I have my own father koq, bokap I'm not bokap lo."

"Review lo ye, if you lie."

Marcell threatened and left the place. Mario just laughed, he enjoyed it so much today. In the middle of his family full of warmth. Although it must be suspected as this and that, but all of it has been paid with this very valuable togetherness.

***

Mario returns home after Maghrib, where Deddy has been waiting for him anxiously. There was also Brian, Cavin, Adril, and Heru and Ratna who were equally worried.

"Mario, where have you been."

Deddy said frantically, when Mario finally arrived in front of his house. Deddy hugged the boy. Mario himself was surprised, there were people who were so worried about him at the moment. He felt guilty for Deddy.

"Where are you from, anyway?"

His friends asked similarly in panic.

"Gue from studying at the home of another class" he said.

Brian and Cavin actually knew. But they also ended up panicking, because Mario had no news until this afternoon.

"At least say, say daddy. You have a cell phone."

Mario stared at Deddy deeply, so sincere and naturally his anxiety was felt. Like being with his own parents.

"I'm sorry." said Mario later. Deddy hugged him back.

"Yes, now you're safe. We go home." said Adril.

Mario nodded, his friends returned to their homes. Their parents told them to go home.

"Dad, sorry Mario. Mario's been studying all day."

"Yes, next time don't repeat. Daddy's worried about you not knowing, daddy thinks you're going."

"Yes dad, sorry Mario ya."

"Yes already, take a shower there. Daddy's ready for dinner."

"Yes dad."

Mario went inside. He cleans up and helps his cross-day father prepare dinner.

"Whose house are you from?"

"Michael dad, next-class kid. He's a physics pinter, Mario wants to learn."

This time Deddy looked at him.

"Since when do you like physics." she asked later.

"From a few days ago onwards. Until all nepotism is abolished."

"You mean?" This time Deddy was astonished to see the boy's behavior.

"Ah, I mean Mario. Sampe Mario is good at physics and shifts Martin's position."

This time Deddy laughed.

"Yes, whatever your choice. You have to take responsibility, be consistent and don't kayak today again. Wherever you go, say the same daddy. Minimum to one of your friends, let them ngabarin daddy.

"Yes dad."

That night, Mario remembers everything that happened at the home of his biological parents. He remembered every laugh, talk and question they asked Mario.

He also remembered how warm it was to be in the middle of a well-rounded family. There's a father, a mother, a sister.

He began to feel reluctant to go back to his time. He just wants to be here and enjoy the warmth of his family for as long as possible. Even if you have to act like someone else.

The most important thing for him is to get into the house and see his parents. Talk and chat with them at will.