A LOVE LETTER TO....?
The Part 21 A
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Dika stopped his motorbike in front of the gate to wait for the security guard who worked at his house to open the gate that was still closed.
While the security guard who saw his master's son waiting for him to open the door immediately rushed to the gate with a small run and hands containing so many keys.
The security guard opened the gate and allowed Dika to enter.
Dika runs his motor into the yard of the house. Then he parked the bike in the garage. He got off the bike after he finished parking his bike and walked away from the garage.
He moved both of his legs towards the front door. He pushed the door and entered the house that could not be explained specifically in terms of area and magnitude. He walked with both hands put in his pants pocket, he looked at the room of this house with sadness because the atmosphere of the house is always quiet every day.
No matter what, Dika continued her way up the stairs of the house to go to her bedroom located above. He climbed the stairs with a little run so that he could quickly get to the top floor.
Arriving above he immediately stepped walking closer to the door of the room. At the turn of the knob attached to the door and push the door that became the gap he entered into the room.
Dika threw his bag in any direction and with a riled state he laid his body that was very tired on the mattress that felt soft.
Still with the position that he originally turned his head to the nightstand next to the man's bed. He looked sadly at the family picture displayed there, in the picture there is a mother, father, and sister.
He tried to pull both corners of his lips to force a smile when he saw the photo. Although in this house he is not alone, but it feels like he lives with the aroma of voidness.
Both of his parents were always thinking about their careers from his youth. Sometimes Dika often noticed the happy family he met in the middle of the road that was joking, there was envy when staring at the happiness of the family.
Dika absolutely do not know what family happiness feels like, he only knows the sense of being noticed from the story of students who discuss about their harmonious families.
Mother and father during marriage never get along or together, they always attach importance to their respective egos that he does not know the ego about what is embedded in both parents.
But surely he knows now that his mother and father have a problem that cannot be solved. He was amazed at his parents, both, if it is not suitable to be together after marriage yesterday why his parents did not separate before he grew up in the mother's womb and he had to be born into the world and face how heavy the burden was the world that he had to carry, and now even worse his sister was also born into the world.
Sometimes the mother and father are forced to show their romance when Dika or her sister ask the father and mother to make peace when they are on their birthday. That's all Dika asked for as a gift on his birthday. For him compassion is more expensive than the material world can blind the intellect.
Her mother and father had not been home for a month. They are both in the sport with their careers on the rise. While her beautiful sister Naina who sat in the 8th grade Junior High school deliberately sent her parents to her grandmother in Bandung.
Dika woke up from his collapsed position to sit on a mattress. He opened his school shoes that he had not yet opened and he also opened his socks.
He walked towards the bathroom to rid himself of the bacteria attached to his body due to the sweat that was pouring. Before long he came out of the bathroom neatly and put on some casual clothes.
Dika put his eyebrows together confused as he heard from the outside a boisterous voice like there was just someone in his house. Don't want to guess the nerka that is not necessarily the same fact it is better to just go down to see who made a fuss below.
He went down the stairs of the house quickly. As he went down one more stairway he instantly stayed in his place as he saw the scene he saw in front of him.
"Mama Dad," Dika monologues seeing her parents in the living room.
One smile review rose between his lips. He approached his parents who were transporting goods during their career. Maybe the grace of God who has arranged the time of his parents' return can fit the same.
"Dad! Mama! Has he been there long?" Dika looks very happy to see his parents have returned home.
When Dika's call was heard by his parents, only the mother who stopped the activity that was being done, he said, not with the father, he continues to compile his goods that are more interesting than his own son.
"Just come," said the mother with a flat tone on display.
With a heavy heart Dika mengolum reality that he feels at this time, he saw the mother who had returned to doing her activities with a soft look. Feeling no response from the mother, Dika looked at her father who had finished picking things and had brought the driver and security guard into the father's room.
"His father been home a long time?"
"Don't ask me first. Dad was tired" said the father and then left Dika in the room.
"Want to help?" Aju Dika with eyes that glanced at the luggage of the Mother.
"No need, baby! Let Asep's mang bring it," refused the mother.
"Grand papa ma! Dika want to help mama," said Dika with a look of hope.
"THE DIKA!! Try to talk to mom! Mama is tired again Dik, you do not make your head dizzy with your request! Mama knows you are tired too, it looks from your bruised face so, so mama asked Asep mang aja who menggerjain all this. Udahlah you do not have much to say anymore, mama wants to go to the room," scolded the mother and went to pitch died Dika who was the only one left there with all the pain that accompanied him.
Dika smiled wryly looking at the reality presented before his eyes. This is him, this is his life, and this is his family.
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