CONFESSION STONED
119. Drunk Merana

“Pripun kabare Pak Lek? (How are you Mr. Lek)” Heru came to Mr. Wirya who was sitting in the family room with Dul. The old man was helping Dul compose a puzzle that was equipped with Bara from home.

"Tumbenan niki sedoyo. (Tumben is gathering all)” Mr. Wirya turned Heru who took his son to nearby Dul.

"Wonten is at home the moral plan of niki. (There is a moral request)” Heru laughs sitting next to his uncle.

“Iseh bother dewe po dheke? (Still bothering himself him?)” Mr. Wirya chuckled a piece of the puzzle at Dul.

“Nggeh regular kadhos, mesthi repot. (Still, regular kayak. Repot always)” Heru laughs to look at Bara who is coming to them with Dijah next to him.

“So saiki ono titie po? (So today there is a theme?)” Mr. Wirya looked at the face of Bara who was standing near the sofa.

“Wonts. The keluwargi bingah. (There. The family friend is happy)” Heru again laughs to look at Bara.

“Bon me?” tanya Bara looked at the faces of Heru and her father in turn. “Jah, what are they talking about? Speaking of me huh?” tanya Bara grabbed his wife's arm.

“Yes, speaking of who else besides Kang Mas Bara. Come on, Mr. Lek, we'll eat. I was laper. He was told that work was not paid honor. Fortunately dapet lunch,” said Heru carrying his son.

Sejah who understands the talk of Heru and his father-in-law can only smile. If not for being at his in-laws' house, the Colonized would probably have immediately broken down. He felt he didn't need to eat now. It just needs a mattress, pillow and bolster.

“Come, we'll eat first. Going in a little bit is okay. Instead of your stomach empty, if vomiting really hurts.” Fifi draped her hand to the Sejah arm.

Sejah glanced at Fifi. It's beautiful to think of being colonized. I just met Fifi. At her wedding reception. At that time, Dijah only received friendly greetings as usual. He did not expect Fifi that looks beautiful and expensive it turned out to be very friendly. Tini will bury himself if he sees Heru's wife like this, the Inner Colored.

“Dijah fluent in Javanese yes?” ask Mr. Wirya at the dinner table.

“Iya Pak-Yah.." sahut Colored grimacing. She looked at her husband who was laughing.

“We can talk secrets in front of Bara. He will not understand,” said Heru.

“Mas Heru really can?” tanya Dijah who was struggling to spend a piece of rice on her plate.

“We were asked to stay at his house. Me and Bara. I am 6 years old, I am 12 years old. I mean, I can continue SMP and Bara enter SD. Stay together. But Bara if malem is crying. Kangen mom... Every mallem I have to tell macem-macem so he forgets to ask to go home. We're like living in dormitory.” Heru laughing. “At home eyang use Javanese. Bara did not manage to master, already back home. Ms. Lek was also often crying at that time. Aye right?” Heru looked at Bu Yanti who was smiling considering the events in the past.

How Ms. Yanti did not cry. His eldest son was only six years old when asked by his father-in-law to live together. Bara was very close to him. His son was only two. At that time, almost every day he visited Bara. Until his father-in-law released Bara to return home. While Heru, could stay with his eyes, until the old man died. Heru grew up with his grandfather.

“I only miss mom's cooking,” said Bara defending herself.

“Kangen mom's cooking, or bribed mom?” ask Mr. Wirya. Bara sneered while glancing at the weakly smiling Dijah.

“Know Mas Heru where Mbak?” tanya Sejah looked at Fifi who was sitting opposite him.

“One campus. Beda faculty. I'm taking broadcasting. Mas Heru son of law. The legal son of the building is far away, but wonder when it can sit in the children's canteen broadcast.” Fifi nudged her husband's arm.

“That's how Mas Heru spread the mesh in each faculty.” This time Bara who spoke up looked at her cousin's sister.

“Adik class?” ask Sejah on Fifi.

“I? Oohs... We're our age. I like mas-mas, but his dapet is the same age. So I'll call mas. Isn't it Mas?” ledek Fifi looked at her husband. Heru laughing.

“Welcome why?” asked Bu Yanti suddenly looked at the increasingly pale face of Dijah.

“Dizziness and nausea Bu,” sahut Sejah still holding his spoon. The rice has not finished.

“Yes, just go to the room first. That's a big shoot,” said Bu Yanti. He realized the Seized who seemed to force themselves to sit among them.

“Nginep here only Ra... Once in a while. Later Dul sleeps in Sukma's room. Lots of toys for his son. I have not finished compiling the big Dul puzzle.” Mr. Wirya who is busy helping Dul to compose a puzzle that is almost half the size of the dining table seems still curious.

“Iya... I went to the room first nganter Dijah.” Bara got up to grab his wife's arm. “Ayo,” invite Bara.

Seized release his spoon with resignation. He had planned to help clean up the dining table after lunch. Now he doesn't care anymore. The conversation just stopped for a moment in his head.

“Dul, continue eating. Later we continue to compile the puzzle.” Mr. Wirya looked at Dul who turned to his mother who left the dining table.

“That must not be so good... I used to only shower once every three days. Never step out of the room. Farthest only to the bathroom.” Fifi shuddered and muttered.

“So don't want to add sister to Tirta?” tanya Heru resumed his meal.

“Mastly want. Nolak. Also called wind. Dapet Tirta has been waiting for a long time. If I'm in good health, five kids aren't a problem. Isn't Miss Lek?” Fifi asked for Ms. Yanti's approval.

“Iya, her name is female. Which woman does not like children? Heru knew he would go home the child had eaten, had taken a bath. Go home, the middle of the mallem the child has already slept. That's right?” mrs Bu Yanti laughed.

“Me and Bara are conquering the world Bu Lek..” replied Heru.

“The great men outside want to conquer the world. Arriving at home, conquering the wife also can not.” Mr. Wirya laughed.

Seized his gaze around Bara's room. Just this time she entered her husband's room while single. The floor of the wood flooring is dark brown. A 160-sized bed was attached to the right side of the wall near the window.

The furniture is all dark brown wood. The room is neat and simple. Typical Bara.

“I haven't finished eating, you lay first huh... This is your mas room. Place mas ever dreamed you,” said Bara when lowering a pile of pillows so that Dijah can lie down.

“What dreamt?” tanya was sutured with my eyes as she spread her head.

“Mmm—need me to know what dreamin?” Bara glancing joke. He immediately recalled how to immerse his head under the pillow after successfully breaking down the defences of the first Sejah.

“What dreamt?” re-colonized with a lethargic face. She lay on her side hugging her roll and looking at her husband.

“Not dreamin. But kebayang. I want you to keep.” Bara slapped half of her body on the bed to caress the cheek of Dijah. “Do not want to go home from your boarding house. Every time you tell me to go home, I'm sprained. And I want to be long. Want to see you continue, want to hold your deck. No need macem-macem story, origin can be alike, it feels really cool.”

Smiling half closed. His head was getting heavier and his stomach was nauseous. He was worried that he would vomit soon if he did not go to sleep immediately.

Shortly Bara rubbed his head and cheeks, he felt his phone vibrate. He reached into his pants pocket and saw a cellphone screen with the name of someone who had never called him. Bara remembers saving the phone number after getting it from Bayu. Tini's.

“Tini..” murmured Bara showed her phone screen on Colored. “Hape where are you? Below huh? Maybe he came here because you didn't answer. A minute—” Bara presses the ‘answer’ button on her phone.

Just a moment ago in the chicken coop.

“I miss Colored and her insults,” said Tini when leaning her head on the wall outside her room wall.

“Newly how do we not meet Mbak Sejah,” Asti said.

“Make me long time ago. You must not feel because again kasmaran,” said Tini.

“Well it's delicious Tin... Colonized terleena,” Boy.

“Iya. Tasty. At least the neck does not bow if you want to shave the bottom. Someone has helped shave,” said Tini.

“I used to shave myself. But the butt gets cold because it sits on the floor for a long time, ” replied Boy.

“Tomorrow to home Mbak Sejah yuk,” invite Asti. “I take the Bayu mas all of you,” he added again.

“Hmm... This little boy has used us Boy. There are sticks. You have no intention of being normal?” tanya Tini stroked the thigh of Boy who was in front of her.

“Kalo gina kayak you all, I choose tetep gini aja Tin.” Boy raised Tini's hand and dumped her.

Tini kicked the chair Boy occupied and picked up the phone that was on the edge of the window.

“I phone Colored first, say tomorrow we want to go to his house.” Tini looked up the phone number of Sejah and started putting the phone in his ear. He waited for a while, but there was no answer.

Asti and Boy waited. Mak Robin, who had just come out of her room with a plate of rice, pulled up a chair and sat near them.

“Ngot answered. Maybe the Colonized go. Do I have to call Heru for her to be colonized?” ask Tini.

“Eee... Many times this female mode. Si Sejah bini the Bara. What happened to the Heru you called?” Mak Robin snorted at Tini.

“We do not know the phone number of Bara,” said Tini kalem. “I just haven't been able to move on from that Gatot mas.”

“Alah-huh... Many times said you,” cynical Mak Robin.

“Mas Gatot the other one has forgotten? Mas Gatot is micro.” Boy wettest.

“Boy Kareps! As, ask Bayu number Bara.” Tini pinned Asti's knee which was busy exchanging messages with Bayu.

Not long after, “This is mbak!” Asti showed Tini a line of phone numbers.

“Mas Bara, I called Sejah but it was not answered. So I called here. Tomorrow at home, right? We all want to come. Kangen,” said Tini. He was silent for a moment, and before long a weak voice of Sejah was heard from across the phone.

“Your voice is lemes? No more stuff, right?” Tini frowning. Then, “OK, tomorrow yes Jah..” And that conversation is over. Tini clasped her phone staring at Asti, Boy and Mak Robin.

“Tomorrow our afternoon to the house of Colonized. Now being colonized again at his in-laws' house. Yeah, I'm going to the back first. Mules,” said Tini got up from sitting with a phone in her hand. He hurried to the back bathroom.

“Tin! How to take e-mail to the bathroom?” scream Boy.

“Ya reasonable take hape to WC! If I bring a new magic com freak!” sahut Tini then disappeared at the turn.

The To Be Continued.....

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