Two Men

Kania makes the parents fret

Kania came home feeling unsettled. Driving a car feels like someone else is driving. Crazy decisions he had made, but retreat was not the right thing to do.

Like, he had already pressed an agreement with a company. It is clear that you will experience losses when deciding on a unilateral contract. There is no ethics either.

Arriving at home. Kania went straight in and said, "Assalamualaikum" he said.

At that time Adit who was in the guest room was immediately aghast. It was still a long time, but her brother was already here. He himself came home at exactly one o'clock in the afternoon because the teacher would be meeting together.

"Wa'alaikum salutations." Adit stands. Do not forget to turn off the phone because it was so shocked. Stand up. "Is this really Kania's sister?" The man walked forward. Pinched her brother's right cheek. "Eh, real too."

Kania did not react to anything at all. Angry, no. He just smiled briefly and said, "You're home, Deck?" 

Adit was obviously stunned. This is not her brother by nature, but another thing if in physical. 

"Sister, go to the room first, yeah." Kania prefers to go through Adit without saying anything more. He subconsciously provoked his sister's curiosity with this kind of attitude.

Adit was still in place. Think further and go back to the sofa. Not how long the Mother who had just come from the neighboring house entered.

"Assalamualaikum," said Ms. Lala. He saw his firstborn's car parked. As fast as lightning comes in, check things out. Worrying something happened. 

"Wa'alaikum salam" replied Adit.

Now Miss Lala is standing in front of Adit. "Son, your brother's coming home?" Maybe his second son knew.

Adit nodded quickly. "Yes, Bun. But, Brother is weird." Expressing his heart. 

Bu Lala frowned. "Weird how?" He approached his son. Sitting on a long sofa with Adit. "Mother until surprised to see Kak Kania's car in front of the house."

As a mother, it was obvious that Ms. Lala was anxious. Fear if the eldest child is having problems or is sick, causing a faster home.

"Usually when it is colonized, the big brother likes to be angry. But this is nothing, Bun. His face was also gloomy," Adit said.

Bu Lala was silent. If this is confirmed if Kania is indeed getting into trouble. Hopefully not too big. "Yes, Mother check first, yes. You're afraid your brother's sick."

Adit may have the same premonition. But the boy tried to cover up. Because, from the way he spoke, he was guessed.

Adit just nodded while carrying his phone again. There were a lot of preconceptions in the boy's mind. Try to think better so that the results are the same. 

Ms. Lala herself quickly went upstairs. Climb the stairs and stand in front of Kania's room. Her feelings are not wrong as a mother. Something must have happened to her son.

Lala's mom knocked on the door. Still have to be polite, even if this is his own son's room. "Kania, may Mother come in?"

A few seconds of silence. There was no movement from his eldest son. It is possible that Kania sleeps or even is doing other activities.

Curiosity prompted Bu Lala to dredge once more. Maybe this one worked. Only a minute later, Kania opened the door.

"Sorry, Bun, I was in the toilet again" Kania said.

Bu Lala's guess is right. How could his son ignore the Mother whom they respect so much.

"No pa-pa." Miss Lala smiled a little. Talking softly is the best way to deal with both children. "You're home, son? Tumbens."

Kania returned a smile sweetly as well. "Yes, Bun. I'm not feeling well anymore." The quickest and least worrisome answer.

"Yes, you better take a break. Mommy will make warm sweet tea, yes."

Kania is not feeling well. "No need, Bun. Let me do it later."

"Honey, Mother's love is all the time. Any mother wants to see her son sick. As much as I can make my kids comfortable."

Kania suddenly hugged the Mother and said, "Mother, if one day Kania asked for blessing to marry whoever it is. Will Mother give permission?"

Lala was surprised. There was no wind or rain, but his son could ask about it.

"For example, there is a man who wants to propose to Kania, but Mommy does not know. Do you want to give your blessing directly?" Kania continued to ask questions.

Bu Lala was silent for a moment. I can't answer because I need to think further. "Why are you asking like that, son?" 

Kania breathed a rough sigh. "I just want to know, Bun."

Miss Lala let go of her embrace. Looking at the face of his son who was very different from when he left for work earlier. "Son, if the man is good. Want to lead you to the right path and certainly your own choice. I don't think there's a problem."

Kania flinching.

"Whatever the child's choice, as long as it is good and can make the child happy. A Mother must love blessing," added Bu Lala quickly.

Kania is grateful to be born in a loving family. At least he's not too depressed. "Give me, Mother."

This is where Bu Lala's curiosity level peaked. It's definitely not because he's not feeling well that his son is coming home. There is another reason that is hidden tightly in Kania. "Are you in trouble again, son?"

Kania understands that the mother cannot be wrong in hunching. The bond between the child and the mother is strong at any time. Nothing compares to even just a couple.

"Kania wants a break, yeah, Bun. When it's ready. In shayah Allah, later the story," said Kania.

Miss Lala didn't push. The child has the right to determine open or closed life problems related to romance. However, he continued to monitor as much as possible so that they did not go the wrong way.

"Yes, Mother to the kitchen first, yes.

Kania smiled a little. "Yes, Bun."

Miss Lala finally left. Carrying a curious feeling that accumulates in the chest. Hope the problems that his son is facing is not too big and heavy, so that makes his child mentally depressed.

Kania went straight into the room again. Devote yourself while waiting for the prayer time Ashar arrived. He reached for a cell phone in a bag. There was a message from Rangga.

From Rangga

Kania had no intention of replying to Rangga's message. He chose to cover himself and sleep in order to be calmer as usual.

Time continued to run until the time of Asyar and Magrib came. Kania did not go out of the room at all and just enjoyed the solitude. Bu Lala just came to deliver warm sweet tea and some snacks so that the child still has energy.

When dinner arrived Mr. Kemal asked Adit to see Kania. Perhaps his eldest son had improved and could eat together. But the answer remains the same. Kania still doesn't want to eat.

"Let's let me go to Brother's room" said Mr. Kemal.

Girls usually like to be open to a father. They thought her father was their first love. Obviously not all because it depends on the father's treatment of his daughter.

Dinner has begun. Bu Lala serves the Husband well and Adit himself takes it as he wishes. Something's missing at dinner this time. Kania's absence makes the atmosphere feel different.

Usually the dining table will be filled with Adit's ignorance of his brother. This time there was no such sight. The atmosphere is peaceful and more likely to be quiet.

Dinner's done. Adit as a sister also felt anxious about her brother's attitude. Several times he looked and still the older woman was lying on the bed. He lost, even though the figure of Kania can still see it clearly. This is called longing.

Mr. Kemal sat on the sofa after eating. Lala's mom approached him. Sitting next to the father of the two children and saying, "Dad, maybe Kania is not sick."

Mr. Kemal looked over. "I mean, Mother?"

Bu Lala told her what Kania told her this afternoon and her husband's reaction remained calm.

"Mother feels that maybe Kania is worried again" said Bu Lala.

Mr. Kemal digested his wife's report first in order to get a good answer and not misinterpret. 

"Mother believes that Kania must have someone who wants to be known to us, but is confused how to convey it," continued Bu Lala.

Mr. Kemal thinks the same thing. "We'll just wait until he's ready for the story. If forced to fear it even more away. I'll be there to ask how things are."

Ms. Lala agrees. They need to be more calm, but firm with each child. Whatever happens, being a parent does require patience and a high level of sensitivity.

After satisfied chatting, Mr. Kemal immediately went upstairs. In the room of Kania. Meet his daughter who always tried to be strong as the first child.

"Son, can I talk?" asked Mr. Kemal after knocking on the door.

Kania out. "What's up, Dad?" His face was different than usual.

"Can I talk?" Again Mr. Kenal asked. Maybe Kania objected. "If you can just stay in the room."

Kania nodded in understanding. "Can, Dad. Come on, come in." Make way for the father to come in.

As soon as the two legs of Mr. Kemal were on the floor in the room. Then the middle-aged man sat on the edge of the right bed. This room was once full of stuffed toys, but now it has been changed with many trinkets and lafadz written in the Koran.

Kania sat beside her father listlessly.

"Son, what are you sick with? How's he doing now?" asked Mr. Kemal with a tone full of worry.

Kania smiled slightly, even though her heart was not fine. He believes that his father's feelings can guess well, but still respect him as a child.

"It's just a headache, Dad. Same bad body, maybe the effect of a lot of overtime last Sunday. Now it's better" answered Kania quickly.

It is clear that Mr. Kemal was happy after that. "Thank God, son. Daddy and Mommy used to call a doctor."

"No need, Dad." Cania is definitely not due to physical pain. "I'm healed."

Kania quiet. Mused.

This is where the role of Mr. Kemal should be even more. Where he needs to position himself not as a parent, but it could be a shoulder to lean on his child.

"Son, you want to be honest with me?" ask Pak Kemal fishing Kania. Usually, the daughter is more open. "Mother's same father may have his own thoughts about you, but we respect you who have grown up. So, choose to wait for you to open."

Kania was not surprised. It's definitely been discovered. In this house there are rarely secrets. Usually the residents try to be honest in anything. Yeah, not everything. 

Kania thought first. Exactly weigh what is best in yourself.

"Father will not force you to open, but if there is a severe problem. It's good you find a solution with a story to a trusted person. No need to go to Daddy or Mommy, can go to friends too. But ... Father's message is one. Be careful in choosing a story companion," continued Mr. Kemal.

Kania smiled faintly. All this time he had only told Desi, it was not all. Because, there must be a gap that is only for himself. Cannot be shared with others.

"Dad, can I ask you a question?" ask Kania.

"Please. What do you want to ask, son?" sahut Pak Kemal's. 

Kania gulps. It's hard to continue the next sentence. So heavy. 

"Don't hesitate. If there is anything to ask, please," said Mr. Kemal.

Kania reassures the heart if everything will be fine. "Dad, is it true that your company needs a big injection of funds? Is it true that Dad asked for help from the company where Kania works?"

Mr. Kemal was surprised not to play. Where can this child know.

"If so, Kania make sure you can get the shot" Kania continued without waiting for her father to open his mouth.

"Son, you know where you're from?" Mr. Kemal was curious.

Kania thought again. It was impossible to tell the bitterness he was experiencing. Better to shut up. "Actually the kid from the company I work for is my friend, Dad."

Mr. Kemal's forehead is wrinkled tight. Less understanding of his son's explanation. "Then?" Hope the child can explain in great detail.

Kania looked at her father. This might be the best. Certainty of the company of the Father has also been found. What makes Kania doubtful. "He's the one who's gonna be Kania's future husband, Dad. Name's Rangga. A man of good character is like Radit."