CONFESSION STONED
54. If Dad - Son

A hotel clerk who helped carry their belongings had arrived at the doorstep. He directly attached a card to the key sensor.

"Please sir" the young man said later.

"The material is placed in this room only," Bara said when he saw the employee hesitated to put their luggage.

Sejah who had never stayed at a hotel unconsciously held the waist of Bara who walked in front of him. Following the man's footsteps towards the bed located in the middle of the room.

Bara bent over to put Dul. Like children in general. Dul also opened his eyes as soon as he touched the bed.

"Sir, here's the key to the next room. Connecting doors can be opened from both sides of the room manually." After placing the luggage and checking the room equipment, the employee then handed over one other key.

"Well, thank you, yeah." said Bara.

"The next room? Two rooms?" tanya Sejah's.

"Yes, why?"

"Dear the money," muttered Colored.

"It's not expensive. There is a good discount because of the corporate price facility. The price for my office clerk," explained Bara to entertain the colonized.

"This is the hotel, ma'am?" tanya Dul rubbed her eyes. He stretched and stretched his body.

"Udah was carried all the way here just woke up," murmured Sejah while opening Dul's shoes. That day Dul wore his new school shoes to travel.

"The mother nagged. Though not his mother who was fat," Bara quipped put his backpack on the table and then threw himself next to Dul.

"Where did he sleep?" ask Dul.

"Next to," replied Bara.

"Aren't you mom?" ask Dul again.

"Om very willing... But Ibu Dul fierce," replied Bara.

"Don't be ferocious Ma'am, I'm Om Bara." Dul rubbed his mother's hand as if persuading.

"The horror is Jah.." murmured Bara also rubbed the hand of the Sejah who was next to him.

Hearing Bara's words, Sejah just sneered.

"When did you swim?" ask Dul.

"At school there's swimming?" ask the boy.

"There was. Ever come once. But the rest never come because there is no one to go," replied Dul.

"Well, I'm a laper. Eat Jah.." said Bara to Dijah who was opening the contents of the bag.

"This is me ready first," said Sejah compiling boxes of supplies onto the workbench in the room.

"So? Never swim again?" Bara continued his question to Dul. The boy shook his head.

"Om asking to eat with your mother first huh. You want to eat right now, you can eat at the pool restaurant." Bara got up to the desk and pulled the chair behind him.

Sejah put a box of rice and put two kinds of side dishes on Bara. After putting down the spoon, Sejah opened the bottle of mineral water and filled the empty glass that was on that table.

"Aren't you eating in the pool? Now I'm still full. Waking up earlier I ate a meal" said Dul.

"Om gonna eat your mom's cooking again." Bara scoops long bean stir fry pieces, papaya flowers and tempeh onto the rice. Then followed by a piece of balado chicken thigh.

"Yes already eat first," said Dijah adding vegetables to the rice Bara.

"I ate first, Jah, want to gather energy." After saying that, Bara glanced at Dijah who was folding the bag of stock container cloth in front of him.

"Dul is indeed no swimsuit," said Dijah looking down at Bara who was cutting his chicken with a spoon.

"Some, I bought it. Don't worry about his face. Try opening the color bag of the item up there," said Bara pointed to a bag near the closet. "Queen aja plasticnya all," added Bara again. Sejah walked towards the bag that Bara meant.

"This?" tanya Sejah after opening the zipper of a black bag that is larger than a gym bag.

Bara nodded. "Open up" said Bara.

"Not much of this?" tanya Sejah pulled out a few pieces of boys' swim trousers.

"Fear bigness or smallness. So I bought 3 sizes. That's the only plastic open, too. Clothes for his mother" Bara said.

"Buy don't talk," said Dijah.

"Entar by the way, you must have bought it yourself." Bara has spent half his rice. "Taste you good Jah, I love home cooking. That's why we rarely eat out" Bara said.

The colon then pulled out the contents of the other package and took out two dresses.

"Not a swimsuit?" tanya Sejah with her innocent face.

"Swimming clothes? Don't go swimming, just a little. I'm belom there's a shadow of you swimming suit wearing what clothes."

"Oh, next time." Bara closed his lunch box and sipped a glass of water until it ran out. "You're done eating, Dul can change his swimsuits."

Hearing Bara's words, Dul jumps out of bed to approach his mother.

A moment later, the three of them walked toward the elevator.

"Key his room put it in Jah's bag." Bara thrusts a key card at Dijah.

"You're swimming too, aren't you?" tanya Sejah's.

"Yes dong, why?" Back to asking.

"He'll never swim, worry if he's alone."

"There's no way I could have let him be single-handedly colonized. Dul's mother is still in doubt" said Bara.

"not doubted. Just want to make sure that what I'm worried about is unwarranted."

Hearing what the colonists said, Bara stroked the head and then massaged the woman's nape gently.

"Don't hesitate. For men, usually if in doubt even do not want to do it at all. Wanna?" ask Bara when they're in the elevator. When Dijah nodded, Bara lowered her head and kissed her cheek.

"Wooowws... The pool is great, Mom!" tekik Dul when they just arrived at the pool which is located along the floor with the lobby.

The swimming pool consists of three parts. The widest pool is intended for adults because it has a depth of more than 1.5 meters. The other two smaller pools are for children and toddlers.

Bara put the backpack he had been carrying on a table with two pool chairs on either side. They were right in front of a pond reserved for children.

"Well, this backpack is my camera. Don't fall. I tuker clothes first yes there," Bara said pointing to two changing rooms that are located side by side but quite far from where they sit.

"Yes Om, change there. I can't wait!" Dul jumps up and down with his swimsuits and school shoes without his socks.

Bara laughed then walked into the dressing room with a swimsuit in her hand.

"Open his shoes," Pinta Sewn on his son. "You don't mess around with Bara... Not polite."

"I didn't tell you. Om Bara who wants," replied Dul then pouted. The boy then sat down to take off his shoes with a bent face.

Mom and daughter sat side by side in silence. Finally Sejah spoke because seeing Dul was like sulking at him.

"Yes, I just said. Mother is not angry, because om Bara is good to take us for a walk. I just don't want us to take too much of her."

"The mother kept ranting. Who said ngerepotin who?" He turned to the man directly.

Bara came nearing their seat with a piece of tight-fitting swimsuit just above his knee. Seized eyes directly fixed on the object that had been back and forth nudged through the pocket jeans Bara.

Fine hair neatly arranged from under the navel Bara to behind her swimming pants managed to make Dijah goosebumps that second as well.

Sejah felt his face blush as he realized his gaze stayed long enough. Perhaps this is the feeling of a man when looking at a woman's chest thought Sejah.

Bara threw his body next to Dijah who was facing Dul who suddenly became calmer.

"It's okay, Om don't feel repotinated. Don't stick his face. That's a pool for kids. Dul can swim first. Om Bara wants to teach your mother to use a camera so she can photograph us both. Come on over there, it's okay." Bara got up holding Dul's arm and lowered him in the pool near them.

Dul's face immediately cheerfully returned.

"That's chatty. I'm okay, Jah. Don't get reprimanded. He's five years old. Dul was very pinter, not a plug. At that age I was still crying because I had to be forced to eat." Bara grabbed his backpack and pulled out his favorite professional camera.

"Jah, look here." Pinta Bara opened the lens cap and started turning on the camera. Bara holds the camera with both hands and presses a few buttons to turn it into an automatic setting.

"Listen for a moment, Darjah, this is easy. I just want to have a good photo with Dul. Would you please take a picture of us both, would you? Okay, here's to the computer, zoom in zoom out. Digedein, hold this to revert to a normal look. The other buttons don't touch, that's enough." Bara's explanation is actually easy, but unfortunately Sejah's eyes are not fixed on Bara's camera.

His position is to the left of Bara and must lean the body to see the camera settings screen become scattered.

The view of the Sejah stopped by and settled on the object between the two thighs of Bara which was wide open. Swim trousers Bara makes Sejah stupid instantly. He just nodded as Bara explained. But his eyes did not want to go as if it was not enough to just observe.

"Do you understand?" Bara suddenly looked up at Dijah's face.

"Huh?" Seized rapping caught red-handed.

"What do you think of Jah?" whiskey Bara.

"No, uh camera. I'm looking at the camera."

"Try now to repeat what I said earlier" Bara said.

"I forgot," replied Dijah.

"Are you starting to wonder, right? Would like to try again, right?" Bara whispered back in the ear of the Sejah. Colored directly saw the hair in his hand vertical. The whisper of Bara gave him goosebumps.

Bara left his camera on the lap of the Sejah and walked towards Dul. Sejah's eyes can't be seen off the man's butt.

The To Be Continued.....