Ardila Hanafi's
21- ....I'm Permission
Dila is watering Cambodian trees, this afternoon the weather is clear not cloudy at all. Accompanied by a Dika who was only waiting for him on the Swing accompanied by potato chips in his hand as well as a laptop on his lap.
"Sik, you're not helping me anyway?" Disgusted
"Gue again drafted the submission of Study Appeal proposal of our faculty next semester, Dilanda sorrow!!" Dika replied and mocked Cousin and Friend
"Loe's really bad, Dik!" Dila is immune to that one cousin.
"Eh next semester want to Study Appeal where is the plan?" Ask Dila kepo
"Organization wants second place to One of the Univ in Jogja continued to Prof Mental Hospital. Soerojo if not in acc yes the alternative may be in jakarta here anyway" said Dika
"Owwh okay, how much does it cost?" Ask Dila
"But don't know, the plan is to take the bus at least 3 days 2 malls at the same time the road. But it's not necessarily in Acc Dil"
"Okey, I'll try to talk to Mother's Father" Dila said
"If you're not told to talk to me about it"
"Don't go with gakpapa, right? If not, I do not have to follow" said Dila
"Loe has to come, I'll tell Mamsky the same Papsky!" Dika
"As far as you go, I won't come if you're not allowed to have the father of yaudah" Dila continued to grow the plant.
He did his job is still accompanied by Dika who is also still writing the proposal of submission of study appeal and also his college assignment. After Magrib, Dika went home.
After the Prayer Dila jeluar room to the Dining Table, At the new Dining Table there is Dad and Febry. Arsyi is still in the room and Mommy is still in the Kitchen to prepare dinner. Arsyi came with a mobile phone in his hand and he put it on the table next he sat in front of Dila.
Mother came to bring the Two Large Bowls, Dila immediately stood up to help her mother. Dila tailed behind Mother carrying the Rice and Plate. He handed out the plate, then sat down in his chair. Not much to say, They ate the food until the toilet was not left. Before Father and Mother left Dila immediately said that there was something he wanted to say.
Arsyi and Febry had returned to the room first, Dila immediately prepared mentally. He wanted to ask permission from his father to follow up, he worked in his brother's Caffe and he also had the determination to make his own Business to finance his own Cookies, this semester fee has not been paid by his father he was was not paid so he chose to post to be free if using the room.
"Well, Bun Dila wants permission for Ngekost! Dila pay for yourself really, Dila promise not to tell Mommy and Dad" he said
Seen looking at the faces of Tian and Karin look happy, I don't know what's in their brains. Maybe you've had enough of taking care of Dila for 8 years.
"Come, if it can be faster better because you just trouble his life from small. Damn city too because of you, my Father and Mother died jiga because of you!" Said Tian fed up with Dila
"When the promise is not to bother Daddy with Mother again, Thank You for Permission Dila to Ngekos" Dila wanted to crucify the hands of Father and Mother but already his cheek was slapped by the Father. He was not surprised, he was used to violence.
Dila looked up to look at Father and Mother alternately, a moment later he went into his own room. His body slumped unable to support his body weight, Taka da airmatadi pemolup eyes, his body is quite immune to the treatment of his father. When Dila Junior High School and High School, Father and Mother even more often play hands because at that time Dila always demanded affection until finally he was hurt, even he was hurt, Since dating Rafa he began to stay away from his father and mother afraid that they would be hit or slapped by him.
He rubbed his father's former slap, he didn't have anything wrong with his father. He immediately put his clothes into the suitcase and college supplies and others as well. He brought 1 Suitcase and 1 Backpack. He has not contacted Bima if he wants to leave this house, Some days he is busy looking for Kost near the campus so as not to need Transport, some days he is busy looking for Kost near the campus, He asked his classmates if there were empty Kost rooms in their place Kost and there were some Kost friends there were empty but he was interested in Kost with cheap recative costs but with decent facilities.
He took his cellphone in the Charger, his cellphone. He sought the name Bima, Only Bima he could rely on. Even Dila was closer to Bima than Febry. He typed in a message that he wanted to be picked up tomorrow morning at 7 because he was going to move and bring his goods to Kost.
After getting tired of thinking he slept soundly waiting for tomorrow to arrive and start a new life.
