
Sunday is the most day in the future. Today is the day that most people are free from all work and school routines. Dusk Included. This time he was done with the activity of washing and drying his clothes, but this is still at 6 am.
After completing her duties, she went to the kitchen to help her mother and sister cook. Not helpful, more place just look, because Dusk can not cook, and when he was asked to help, will end up with a mother who nagged because often Dusk instead mess everything up.
"Yes please take dong's plate," pinta Arti.
"Yes Mbk" replied Dusk as he moved from his seat.
"This is Ma'am" said Dusk, handing over the plate he had just taken.
"Thank you," Arti said with a smile.
"Have you seen Mom?" ask Anton who just came out of the bathroom with a towel rubbed into his hair.
"It's ready soon" replied the mother.
"Dad, Atma, let's have breakfast!" call mother.
They all had breakfast together. Rarely do these moments occur, having breakfast together at one table. Usually only father and Atma have breakfast together at the dinner table, while Arti and mother will have breakfast later.
And Dusk?
He would eat breakfast while walking around to be fed to his mother.
"It's still not feeling well, is the food just stirring?" tanya Arti because she saw her sister-in-law had not put food in her mouth since.
"Today how can the story be delivered, what is the name?" said dad hanging.
"Mother Rubiah with her son" continued the mother.
"Well, what's the name of the child?" continued Anton.
"Arga," says Arti.
"Oh yes, Arga. I forgot what her name was?"
"That's what hit you yesterday, too?" suddenly said Atma. "Can't it be a coincidence?" continued.
Glug
Dusk swallowed his hard-earned saliva.
"Already, talk about it later. Now finish the meal first," interrupt the father as there was a sudden pressing and depressed aura at the dining table.
Awkward and gripping. And the meaning of feeling it. There was emotion in the eyes of her husband and sister-in-law. All these months of being the daughter-in-law in this family, indeed made her slowly know how this family was. He felt sorry to see the treatment that Dusk received, but he did not know what to do, because there was still a sense of reluctance to find out the reason.
After finishing breakfast, they all relaxed while watching television. Feeling sorry that Dusk had to stand there, Arti finally asked Dusk to help her wash the dishes.
"Well, can you ask me?" ask Arti on the sidelines of washing dishes.
"By Ma'am, what's the matter?"
"Are you dating Arga?"
Dusk shook his head quickly. Then he ducked. Fear again spread in his chest. Realizing the change in her sister's attitude, Arti then guided Dusk to sit at the dining table.
"You deket?"
Again, the twilight just shook.
"A crush on him?"
And Dusk still faithfully shook his head.
"Maybe you want to tell me something about it?"
Dusk then looked up. When he saw the smile on his sister-in-law's face, there was a sense of security that Dusk felt.
"Don't be angry, huh?"
"You can't be angry for no reason."
Dusk fell silent again, he suddenly hesitated to hear the words of his sister-in-law. What if the meaning is the same as both brothers.
"Mbak promise not angry," said Arti later when her net caught there was fear emanating from the look of her sister-in-law's eyes.
"Promise?"
Meaning of steady nodding. Finally, Dusk tells how the beginning of Arga's meeting, the accident that made his legs hurt, until the incident that made him nosebleed yesterday. Meaning of understanding. He was convinced that his little brother had not been poisoned with so-called love.
"What's wrong with having a boyfriend? Why can't I?" say Dusk.
But Arti felt this was unfair to Dusk, the limits set felt excessive.
"Yes, Dengerin Ma'am yes, maybe he means so that Aya is safe, not dating and so on, which it can disrupt Aya's school."
"I'm not looking for a boyfriend."
Duh, I can say it wrong. Inner Meaning.
"Yes you don't, but what is your guy? Maybe yes, all just in case it is difficult later if it reaches the incident," explained the meaning slowly.
"It's hard to believe in Aya! It says no!"
The meaning of sighing for a moment, talking about problems like this with ABG is not an easy matter.
"Emang who the hell is Ay guy who wants you to invite memenan? Who won't be yesterday?" ask Meani with a teasing smile.
The twilight shook quickly.
"Yes, there really is no mbak, only Aya wants aja kayak temen-men can play the rame-rame."
"Boy together?" the Goda Arti again.
"Yes guys are girls, ah tauk ah Ma'am?" said Dusk as he got up and stepped towards his room.
"Ay, sit here, son," call father when Dusk passes father and his two brothers who are watching television.
Degh's!
Geez, mending behind the same Ma'am Arti deh rather than sitting here. Mas Atma aja nyeremin even this is Mas Anton again. Grunts of Dusk in the heart.
Lucky at that time the mother came with a cup of tea on the tray. Dusk sat down and laid his head on his mother's lap.
"Have you healed your pain?" ask mother.
Dusk just nodded.
"Said yesterday a nosebleed?" ask dad.
Dusk replied with a nod again.
"Because of the ball Well he said," explained the mother.
"Kok can be delivered to the menen boy bring his mother again", now Atma voiced.
Dusk POV
The feeling is not good anyway, not surprised if suddenly diginiin again.
"Famous as the same guy who was yesterday" said Mas Atma with his cynicism.
At that moment, Mother's father and Mas Anton immediately turned their attention to her.
"meaning?" it was Mas Anton's turn to speak.
I resigned, after all yesterday Rubiah's mother with Kak Arga has been clear all. Even if I don't believe what I can do.
"Mother remember Aya's motorbike stamp and sprained her legs?" ask Mas Atma with mom.
Mother simply nodded to answer Mas Atma's question.
"Pas I picked up, he's the same guy who came here yesterday. He also fell like, because when I nyampe the motor was still collapsed." (episode hit and fall)
"Or maybe Dusk isn't a slump, but they're actually bonkers and fall together."
"Hein...!"
"I'm just talking based on what I saw, Mom, there's no one else but the two of them."
I got up and went straight to my room. Enough is enough, I can't take it anymore. Can't I be angry? I was hit by a disaster, I was sick, I was honest, but still not trusted, still suspected. Not even I'm friends with a boy, it's been suspected like this. What's wrong with human friendship of different sexes. Why can't I just sift through?
TB
Thank God, done dear.
Who stopped by don't forget to leave a trace.
Happy reading.