"I'm Tired, I Want to Give Up "

Snuggle to Father's House

I ran a little out the gate and slipped through a special little gate in and out of the security guard. Mr. Nanang bengong looked at me as he spread his hand.

"Miss....!" Mr. Nanang tried to stop my steps but I did not press.

"Nada. Listen to me first. Come on, let's go in and talk!" said Mas Elang held back my steps. I flinched and stopped my steps in front of the gate.

I heard clearly what Mas Eagle had just said. But the photo sent by someone to WAku is so clearly imagined, the photo is so close, even embraced each other.

I ran back while trying to stop the taxi.

Whether luck was on my side, it didn't take long for a Taxi to come my way. I stopped him, and the taxi stopped. I'm coming in right away. "Andir Sir.... !" tell me to mention my destination. Mr. Driver filed his Taxi at medium speed towards the address I was heading to.

Being in a Taxi, my brain and mind are still pictured with Mas Elang and Mbak Mayang. "Your staff lied to Nada. You say you hate traitors, but you still meet him secretly."

I turned my head for a moment behind the Taxi trying to convince whether Mas Eagle was following me or not. "*No*," I'm a little disappointed. I don't know what I feel, I feel disappointed when I don't find Mas Eagle's car behind, even though I was running to avoid it.

An hour later, I arrived at my father's grocery store, whose building had changed a lot. I stared at the wonder of the building that was getting better and now many visitors. Is this what you meant by calling the other day, about Mas Elang who always sends money every month for you? And the money you use to renovate the grocery store and tire repair shop that used to be in a condition far from decent.

I took a deep breath, while occasionally dizzy looking for the figure of the Father or Nadli my sister inward.

"Who are you looking for?" asking someone suddenly surprised me.

"Eh... !" i'm surprised.

"Mr...? Zakaria sir?" said the old man

back asking. I nodded quickly.

"There, inside!" he answered while pointing his fingers inward. I immediately headed inside and looked for Father in this pretty good Father's grocery store.

"It's thanks to Mas Eagle, Mas Eagle who always sends money to the Father." My inner.

"Mr.....?" my screams when my eyes found Father. He nodded and then looked at me.

"Sone....!" exclaimed Father surprised as he welcomed my outstretched hand. We hugged each other and shed a long-buried longing.

"Your own, where's your husband?" He asked in wonder, and I could not answer. Seeing me down, Father seemed to understand. "Go home, you still have to be in the store until 5 pm," said the father while giving some keys that are united in one bond. "Nadli is also still not home from school" said Mr.

"The big band is the key to the front door house" he reminded.

I grabbed the key from the hand of the Father, then say goodbye and continued the journey to the house of the Father who was not far from the grocery store owned by the Father.

Arriving at my father's house, I was again surprised by the situation of a very different house. The last time I left was not this good, I used to be coarse and dull can even be said to be rickety. But now. ah. again this must be the work of Mas Eagle. My trust.

Tired, I went straight to my room. A room full of memories while still single. I saw it was still the same, almost nothing had changed in this room, except the color of the paint. Without feeling I slept.

"Mas Eagle....!" my shock as I rise from my sleep.