CONFESSION STONED
121. Friend's Visit

That's common

Cheating you take for granted

Which woman is not disappointed

Arjunanya crocodile

He said to the office because he was late

But you're happy

You like to pretend a lot

I'm fooled

He said to the office because he was late

But you're happy

You like to pretend a lot

I'm fooled

That's common

Cheating you take for granted

Which woman is not disappointed

Arjunanya crocodile

The love that one you share

Love for me you take it away

Saturday night at the boarding house Tini and Boy were singing the fourth song from the front door of their respective rooms. As usual, a speaker the size of Boy's cabin suitcase was placed in the middle of the yard.

Actually, the location of the speaker is disturbing people who are passing by. But Tini nagged every resident who looked on dislike at the speaker. “Why did you see that kayak? Likey? Paid only,” said Tini with his mic.

Another time when a young man passed by and coughed while holding his ear to insinuate Tini's voice that was not melodious. “Es teroooss” exciting Tini again with its mic.

Mak Robin who was sitting next to Tini had already started frowning distractedly. An unemployed person without a partner is really a mix that can drive anyone crazy.

A wagon of chicken noodles goes into the boarding yard. And Tini nudged Mak Robin's leg to tell.

“Udah eat me. You aja!” mak Robin half yelled.

“Mie chicken Boy!” shout Tini with his mic again. The chicken noodle shopper was a little bit surprised but then he brought his wagon to the front of Tini's room.

“What would it be if in this world there were no chicken noodles,” said Boy also with a mic.

“Although live 1000 years do not eat chicken noodles what use.” Tini humming with her mic.

“Turn that mic off before I break it!” sergeant Mak Robin covered his ears. Tini obeyed Mak Robin's request.

“I one bowl ya Mas,” said Tini from his chair.

“Cabenya unified right?” ask me about chicken noodles.

“Party! Separate all. No one can unite until I have another girlfriend!” tini hatch.

“Usually unloaded..” murmur mas chicken noodles resigned.

“I don't like seeing happy people anymore. If we could all get divorced! Divorce!” peekik Tini's.

Plakk!!

Mak Robin slaps Tini's cheek. “There are large mosquitoes times when the stomach bloated suck your blood!” Mak Robin blew out her palm where a mosquito carcass was.

“Ga noisier times nozzle You tell people all divorced. Later the same body of your divorced spirit just fell silent muzzle you!” said Mak Robin.

“I want Mas too!” boy said to chicken noodle mas. Boy just finished putting his speakers into the room.

Mas chicken noodles came to deliver Tini's order with a small bowl separated as a place of sambal.

“This is my money.” Tini held out a piece of money of ten thousands.

“Less 2000 Tin,” says mas chicken noodles.

“Indeed no man in the world can accept my shortcomings,” lamented Tini again reached into his pocket looking for a fraction of two thousand.

“I think only men can be the crazy drug of this Tini,” murmured Mak Robin.

“That's Asti!” mak Robin exclaims when he sees Asti getting off the bike Bayu.

“You go straight back, excuse Mbak—” Bayu slightly lowered his head towards Tini and Mak Robin. Asti observed Bayu turning his motor towards the outside. At 8 pm he was back to boarding after leaving at 3 pm.

“Eh!” asti suddenly arrived near his friends.

“What?” tini asked, Boy and Mak Robin almost simultaneously.

“Mbak Colored pregnant!” asti smiled broadly, closing his mouth. “No surprise?” ask Asti.

“Kukira what,” sahut Tini back continue eating.

“No surprise turned out,” Asti said.

“Ya. I've often clean gladi, if not pregnant I was shocked.” Tini again added the chili into her bowl.

“Not in vain la Bara often stay up.” Mak Robin chuckles. “So kelen tomorrow to home Sejah?” ask Mama Robin.

“So, follow ‘kan?” ask Boy.

“Yes, come with me. Why am I here alone tepaok-paok (bengong).”

“Eh Mas Boy, last time Mas Boy I woke up taking a nap. His head why are those rings? What dreams? Like again sad,” Asti squatted holding the knee of Tini and Boy.

“Draw-gel?” Boy frowning. Asti nodded. “Ooh... I dream of being a fan. Cuckoo turned. Wonderful my dream is like that,” said Boy shook his head again.

“Mbak Colored said drunk severely. Mas Bayu was asked to replace Mas Bara nemenin Mas Heru out of town. I won't meet four days.” Asti closed his mouth.

“Love your partner by giving him enough rest time. Afternoon call and chat. Four days is not long,” said Boy. Asti sneers.

“Went drunk huh? What do we bring him tomorrow?” tanya Tini who has now finished eating. His hand was still holding an empty bowl.

“Tomorrow we buy fried foods at the intersection. Colored likes fried foods.” Boy stood up put his bowl.

“Please put my bowl Boy!” tini Pinta.

“Gendong Mak!” whinek Tini spoiled ass.

“Bah! It's like Ponari you're being carried.” Mak Robin melengos.

“The cupboard is a drink, right? Ponari Sweat?” asti asked trying to be funny.

“Iya Asti..” Answer Boy, Tini and Mak Robin together.

*****

By 10am Sunday, Bara had returned to bring his family home. Colored home wearing a T-shirt belonging to Bara and pants material he wore yesterday. Blouses patterned with small flowers that he wore when he went to the house of his in-laws were hit by vomit when he was getting ready to go home earlier.

“Ayo Dul, mother change her clothes first..” muttered Sejah lethargic holding her son's hand to the room.

“Dul let me take care of it, you enter the room only there. Change clothes. If you can't do it, let me change. I like,” said Bara laughing, scrambling his hair Sejah who immediately narrowed his eyes.

Bara took Dul to his room. “So have a shower ‘kan? Now change clothes first,” pinta Bara while putting a puzzle on the Dul study table.

“Mother is sick?” ask Dul. Bara nodded off the button of the boy's shirt.

“Mother is sick but will not die as Mbah Lanang ‘kan?” ask Dul plain.

“Enggak—. Mother Dul is sick because there is a sister Dul is growing in the mother's stomach. You still want a sister?” tanya Bara looked at Dul's bead.

“Mau! I want! Means mom's stomach can be big?” ask Dul again. Bara laughs.

“Iya. Bener's... It can be big later. Doain your mother and sister are in good health huh..” Bara opened a small closet and took out a pair of house clothes with the inside of the boy.

“Mother long illness?” Dul raised his foot when Bara changed his underwear. Bara.

“Neg. Not long. So—during mom's sick, if you need anything to ask dad aja yes... Or talk to Mbok Jum. How?” Bara started wearing Dul shorts.

“Dul want to be called Mas ‘kan?” ask Bara.

“Mau,” Dul reply quickly.

“Kalo so, later his mother shared with sister, you okay?” I stared at Dul. “The money can be shared, right? For Dul, for dad, for Dul's sister later. Can I?”

Dul nodded and his face was like he was thinking.

“Thinking what?” ask Bara.

“I like Akung,” says Dul. “Mbah never invited me to play. Akung. Akung often laughs,” added Dul. Bara laughs. His father had really stolen Dul's heart, he thought.

“Akung does laugh often. Mbah Dul is also good. In the past ‘kan often nganter you go to school.” Bara tidied up Dul's clothes and held the boy's skinny shoulder.

“Yes, Mbah is also good. Now there is only Mbah Wedok. Mbah Wedok rarely talk but often make me food.” Dul squatted open the drawer where his toys were stored. Last night at Mr. Wirya's house made Dul miss the toys he had.

“Kalo Uti how? Okay no?” tanya Bara was a little fluttering. He was a little afraid to hear Dul's innocent assessment of his mother.

“Uti rarely talk.” Dul take out the colorful beam. Bara slightly lowered her head to hear Dul's voice.

“Terus?” ask Bara a little impatiently.

“Uti rarely talk. But this morning I was bribed with two spoonfuls of honey. Uti said I was skinny. I have to drink honey to eat a lot. Keep—” Dul words stopped. The concentration is already divided as it separates the colorful beams that are attached to each other.

“Terus?” ask Bara again.

“Keep Uti asked to buy honey with Daddy. Uti said, dad used to be skinny too.” Dul again lowered his head to arrange his beam into a new shape. The boy took out a picture of the example of the shape of the beam that he wanted to imitate.

Bara laughs. He breathed a sigh of relief. Honey for Dul? He smiles. His mother is still the same. Still busy cramming honey on children who do not want to eat. Bara still remembers how he once poured half a bottle of honey into the sink to quickly run out so quickly that every morning he had to drink the liquid.

“Later father bought honey. For Dul, for mom too. Dad go to the room first... If you want to eat ask Mbok Jum.” Bara stood up from the bed and exited the room with Dul's dirty clothes in his hands. He went straight to the back to put the dirty clothes in the basket and went to make a big cup of warm tea to be colonized.

“Jah..” call Bara open room door. The colonized had re-dived like a plane with its head sinking between the pillows. The woman had not even changed her clothes. His breathing was regular sign he immediately fell asleep when he reached the bed.

“Change first,” said Bara put away the pillow that covered his wife's face. After taking care of Dul now he must take care of his son's future mother.

“Sleep first Mas... My head's dizzy,” sahut Sutjah.

“I make this tea, let's get up first. Drink, make energy..” persuade Bara. Bara put the teacup on the table and lifted up the limp-like limpless body of Sejah.

“Drink,” pinta Bara back thrusting tea cup. “Do not put up first, change clothes. I'll take it a moment.” Bara got up to the closet and took out his wife's negligee.

With a disheveled face and disheveled hair, Sejah stood up taking off all his clothes. Bara stood up a little. Colored naked in a bright room, broad daylight.

“Daster...” Sejah reached out asking for a negligee from Bara.

“Gak use daleman?” tanya Bara again opened the closet to take his wife's interior.

“Towns aja. Don't use beha. Sultry. Sumuk,” said Sejah with a pouting face.

“Yeah Gifted..” Bara thrust out the underwear that the woman in front of him was then wearing in a hurry. Being colonized is indeed not elegant and too feminine like the women who have been chasing him all this time. But the more days, Bara realized, this is the charm of the Colonized that he enjoyed.

The colonist is never busy with other people's judgments of him.

“Eat first yuk,” invite Bara when Colored back to lay down his body.

“This morning was... Mas ngajak eat continues,” whine Sejah buried his face back under the pillow. Bara chuckles.

“Ya, noon day. You are coming?” ask Bara again.

“Gak tau..” sahut Colored. “Usually if you have a definite appointment dateng.”

“I pijet-pijet bit want?” tanya Bara then lie down resting one hand on the head next to his wife.

“Mau..” sahut Sejah lifted a pillow from his head and approached Bara. “Pijet this Mas... Delicious,” said Dijah pointing at his back. He sleeps on his side, wrapping his hands around Bara's neck.

“Dul again play. I changed my clothes. Jum is busy again. I said he wanted to have a sister, Dul seneng.” Bara gave a gentle massage on his wife's back. His hands then infiltrated behind the negligee until his warm palms touched the skin of his back.

“Makin malem, drunk you like getting worse. I can change the schedule to morning,” Bara said. Seized closed his eyes and enjoyed the sweep of Bara's hands on his back.

Slowly Bara lifted the negligee up to his wife's chest. His hand moved back to caress the chest that since last night can only be seen.

“My feeling or what, but it looks like the shape is getting better yes Jah..” Bara began rubbing the top of his wife's chest with his thumb.

“Hmmm..” He muttered half asleep. Bara let go of the Sejah hand that wrapped around his neck and began to look down on his wife's chest. As long as he never touched a pair of Seized chests that he considered very charming, Bara began to sip the top of his wife's chest. He clasped the body of the Colored into his arms. His lips were busy biting slowly and sipping until it clucked. One hand was busy squeezing his wife's ass. However, time has not sided with Bara.

“Dijaaaah's chat... Diiijaaaahh” Tini's voice is heard from outside the fence.

“Mbak Colored... We bring a lot of fried foods..” Asti was screaming.

The activity immediately stopped. He breathed, closed his eyes and bit his lips. Colored's body shook slightly as it held back a laugh.

The To Be Continued.....

Don't forget dilike yes dear enjuusss :*