Arumi Sekar

father's death

From the supply of donation money from the father's office, we were a little helped, could buy milk for my sister, buy rice and various other needs, and although tired, the face of the mother was not as beautiful as yesterday, he said, there was clearly relief there.

He had his surgery smoothly, approximately one week after the operation, the father was allowed to go home, Alhamdulillah, and that means the mother no longer needs to pedal a bike with kilos anymore, honestly, I always cried when I saw him leaving the hospital with his bike, I could feel how hard and tired he was, even though my mother always tried hard and smiled in front of us, but I knew in his heart was a tremendous pain and suffering.

that afternoon by riding a rickshaw, the mother brought the father home from the hospital, there was no family mother and father who visited and visited the house, just asking how the condition of my father continued it does not exist, brothers are just a mention, in fact there is no sympathy in the slightest from them to help mother, she said, whether all the poor people will be treated like us who are not considered to be his existence and are ashamed to admit that we are part of his family, is very sad but that is the fact.

let us be, perhaps we are poor, so that they do not deserve to be considered family.

However, behind the indifference of the family, there are still good and sincere neighbors to our situation, after the return of the father, many neighbors who came to visit and and Merta brought their hands, not by what we expected, Sudi went to our hut and care about the condition of the father, it is more than enough, because with that, we feel considered there.

after almost two weeks more the father rested after undergoing surgery, Alhamdulillah the condition of the father has recovered and healthy, the father has begun to return to work, usually the father went to the office with his favorite ontel bike, his father has returned to work, but because the father was recovering from illness, the mother asked the father to leave by taking an ojek.

I work as a gardener, in the office of one of the famous cigarettes in the city know, aaah father, even though he is only a connecting father, but his sincerity is extraordinary, the father of the type of people who work hard, he said, honest and kind, that's why many office people are so respectful and appreciative of him, even with his boss, it can be seen from the often the father receives bonus bonuses given, even every day, you always come home with delicious food typical of the rich, which he said was deliberately wrapped by his boss to take him home.

time kept rolling, my sister Rina Wulandari, had grown up, when I was in the fifth grade of elementary school, my sister was in the first grade, we were in the same school.

every day, we go and go home together on foot, the distance from home to school is approximately five or six hundreds of meters, although tired we still live with gratitude, Rina who was in first grade, came home early, because she did not dare to go home alone, had to wait for me every day, aah pity my sister, seeing her face I always wanted to cry, I always wanted to cry, he was born with one hundred percent inherited his father's genes, all the skin on his face and body was covered with brown spots, so he often received ridicule from his friends, if so, then, I am the one who will come forward to protect her, and that little brother of mine, can only cry miserably.

every day we went through a hard day, my mother became pregnant again, when my father got sick again, the meat that had grown in surgery, again grew more ferociously, again, and back at the cost of the office assistance, the father again underwent his second operation, but this time, not in accordance with what we expected, the operation failed, the father failed, and at the gestational age of the mother who is heading for eight months, the father breathed his last.

heavy day back we went through, the content of the mother who grew, the departure of the father who has certainly affected our economic fate, made the mother very bad, especially with the attitude of cheating family father, father, who with the heart to rob the father's compensation and possessions from the hands of the mother.

as a child who was considered a child, my role did not mean anything, but at my age as a child, I was able to understand a little bit what happened.

even with a strong determination, I decided to start working, whatever it was I would do to lighten the burden of my formidable woman, the innocent face of my mother, adorned with weary murats from the hard symbols of life that he lived, but the mother is a woman who abstains from complaining, the mother is the best role model in everything, although poor in property but the mother has a vast wealth of heart, the attitude of love to help him and compassionate nature is often used by others, but the mother does not hold the slightest grudge, even just angry he did not do, Masya Allah.