25 Years of Father

25 Years of Father
Learning Without Age



The atmosphere this morning looked very different. Where my family enjoys a very beautiful village atmosphere. Dad seemed to enjoy his longing in his hometown when he was getting older. I clearly saw Dad's happy glowing face. I know it's not good to be a nomad. Even I used to hear that my father did not get the blessing of his parents to wander. Armed with the courage of the father can be as successful as he is today and have the family he wants.


Samar I heard mamah and father talking like scolding my sister. I approached the house that no longer belonged to my father. Grandparents and grandmother houses that have been sold.


“Mah, dad, what's up?” I was curious to approach them.


“Ica this is too spoiled. Sleeping on my stomach. That's not good, Ica. We should respect your uncle. Mamah and dad's house used to be much worse than that,” I sighed softly hearing mamah's complaints.


Too tired last night I didn't even notice what time I was sleeping. Until I didn't see what happened at uncle's house last night. It turned out that my spoiled sister was sleeping on top of my mother's body because the state of uncle's house was indeed very sad. The floor is so much damaged in the part of the board where the house in the village of the father is still a lot that has not been built permanently.


And ica who used to live comfortably since she was born turned out to make her mind a little less able to appreciate the situation. Mama's body becomes sore because it is made a mattress replacement.


“Your sister Anggia used to sleep on the floor. The mattress is just in thin foam. Ica can't be like that. We have to respect people because my father and mother were also difficult people. We used to be worse than them.” Now Father is lecturing my sister who seems silent down with teary eyes.


I hugged my sister so as not to cry. I'm afraid my father would be even more angry if my brother cried because of a mistake he made himself.


I know there's disappointment on Dad's face right now but I don't want to interfere. That's not my part. The most important thing is that I and Ia don't make you dizzy.


“Ica, Anggia, let's go home.” Mamah called me and I approached to bring my sister. We were so happy to play around my father's village which was so cold it was so different from my place which was so hot.


I was tired for a moment by playing on my phone. Just walking for five minutes suddenly my voice sounded to my surprise.


“Do not play hp continue. Study, Anggia. Not because of the holidays you are busy haik hp. Quickly grab the book you told me to bring it.” I also obeyed my father's orders. My distant body could still hear how dad was talking to me.


“Aged father does not even stop learning. You are very young and it is important to keep learning. Don't waste your time on useless things. Later you succeed many people out there who helped.” I just kept quiet. Fighting is impossible either. Because what you said is very true.


I have a lot to learn, but the contents in my head seem to reject all the things I want to put in my head.