A House Without Window
Wa Ode's
Being friends with that girl is fun, she is always there when I need her, she always supports me, especially when pandemics are rampant like today, Wa Ode remains my friend and family in my vanguard. Including financial affairs, he was like an atm card for me who was a bear student pasan hhahha. From our unexpected introduction, I am a cashier of a minimarket, of course, only part-time work after going home from college.
" Good afternoon brother has bought it, let me count first, there is a member card maybe?, "standard question cashier at that time I threw at Wa Ode.
" it's been calculated straight away, gag has my time"
Busyet dahh buyers like this who always make high voltage of the store cashier. With abundant patient stock I will endure this calamity of my mind.
" 169 Thousand feet in total", he handed me a debit card.
"his pin brother please",
"sorry brother, another card try, this is a decline", I said again to him.
"sorry this can't either brother, another card maybe",
Up to 4x he thrust various cards, but to him all the cards are not goddess fortuna for him at this time.
"it's very difficult anyway, yes already I only have cash 100 rb, it's less so just the shopping to fit, that's also my last money", he replied smbil glared at me.
Hello, my mind is an angry person mulu daritadi, it's the end of the end buy all gag as well. Hemmm did he think this was his crank shop?
"this is her shopping brother, I'm sure it has come, please come back, "my answer to the formalities of the employee sop.
At ten o'clock in the night, all the employees of the day shiff came home including me. Kira about half an hour after the buyer's rempong iti shopping. I arrived at the employee motor park, my phone rang a few times, my mind ahh later after arriving at the boarding house I open againan I am not the type of person who likes to play mobile when going to drive. But this is the umpteenth time this phone rings, sure enough I open my phone, the name wa ode who calls, what is it not usually he so sure something happens, something happens, I haven't had time to receive a phone call he's been hunting it off, just call me back.
"hallo what's up? ", i panicked right away
" ahh you over time, from where the hell can I bring tkpon notya this is already home from work?I go home first yes, the boarding door is under the doormat terrace, fatherq sick, just got picked up om me, sorry I suddenly yes, I ask his prayer so that my father will recover soon, "the story wa ode was long to me.
I shyok hear it, he's always the story, today it sounds heartbreaking but at least I can also feel what it's like if our family is sick, especially the father." yes, heart on the road yes, see you, I pray that soon be healed, say my greetings to your family".
"get ready boss, "I said briefly
The phone turned off, I remembered my own father. But which part should I remember? I was always afraid to remember it. I remembered mother, I felt guilty for leaving her with my father alone, was I a disobedient? Forgive the sins of my parents and servants. I didn't feel like I was on my bike, walking into the parking lot today so fast, I came home with a thousand feelings, like so much pain in the trough of my heart. Mom, wait for me. Very eager to visit mother but what power I have not been able to go home, father could not allow me to go home after what has happened. That dispute has strained our relationship. I miss my father's nature when I was a child, so tender loving and patient, but all that has disappeared exactly after I knew the woman***** that, Febby her name, Febby, an immoral young lady in my opinion, maybe everyone will agree with me as well. Obviously my father had a family, but he always teased my father until my father's faith faltered by him, he damaged my father's good character, every day became a troublemaker, liked to drink liquor, gamble, to discotheque, he said, obscure karaoke, all things related to the world and the pleasures of the night, were explored by my father, because Febby, all the money my father made was given to that cunning woman, my mother has never been on the list as a payee for her work so far. At that time all I could do was be quiet because my mother asked, my mother is a figure of a solikhah wife who always obeys whatever the husband says including when she knows that Febby has become my father's serial wife and she must be one roof with us. That was the beginning of the problem that made me unable to resist anymore to reprimand my father, but my efforts were only in vain, my father always sided with Febby and never listened to us.
"Midah, Madah, spit here, buy the same soap for Febby, want to take a shower" cried my father in the morning blind, exactly still at 05.00.
"I still have soap, use it for Febby, I'll buy it" replied my mother.
"yes mana", while taking the soap from my mother's hand.
" Where is the sabun, I'm worried about shampooing" said the woman's gatel.
I wanted to slap him, but I still keep this hand.
"heh, Isti why are you there", he snapped to me.
"Liatin loe", I can no longer answer my anger, I used to be silent because I went to school, still helpless, but now at least I'm working if anything happens if I can support me and my mother.
Suddenly he came to grab me, I was not just silent, I slapped his cheeks many times. Our age is not far adrift, only 2 years older than me. So Febby deserves to be my father's son not his wife.
"Dam,!!! Go you, go, I won't look at you again, how dare you beat daddy's wife!!! So the bad boy huh?? ", snapped my father while clenching his hand.
" forgive me, forgive me Isti he does not know what, forgive him mas", defend my mother.
"mommy, it's time for me to fight this whole thing, this whole thing is wrong, and you're Febby, the actor, you son of a bitch!! You should have left our lives.
Platkkkk... Plakkkkk, father's slap so pierced my heart, not because of the severity of the slap, but why he didn't care about us. Dad I have to go. Going away from the pain that was not until when it would be healed, the pain left all the most beautiful memories that I had ever shared, mother, me, and father.
