Aryana Hanna

The remaining memories

Hana never understood about household problems, Hana really likes to play cooking and also play jumping rope

Hana thinks she's been in Kindergarten. School is the goal to be smart and successful in the future, from the age of three, Hana always had a fuss asking her parents to quickly enter the School like a brother who passed by just wearing a School uniform. Hana also very much wants to use the uniform 'School'

Papah and Mamah said it wasn't time yet! Hana's age is not up to five years if it has arrived to definitely enter School

The little girl nodded her head according to the sign to be patient waiting until the age of five

But what power has not reached that age, the household heresy of Hana's parents began to be harmonious. Because Papah likes playing Remi card gambling while Mamah is a woman who can be said to be hard on her will.

Mamah wanted Papah to obey and give in, but Papah was annoyed at the attitude of Mamah who dared to say rude, dared to resist, dared to be disrespectful to the husband

At midnight Papah is still not home, sought by Mamah met in the fertilizer warehouse was playing gambling with his friends. Mamah was furious while shouting cursing, pulling Papah's collar until one of the flip-flops Papah was wearing floated right on the face of his judiciary friend

The fertilizer warehouse was not far from Hana's residence, clearly hana could hear their quarrel from Hana's bedroom. At that time Hana was four years and almost five years old, that's why Hana's memory is enough to remember every detail of events in the past

When Hana's parents got home, they were still fighting. Hana did not want to hear their quarrel, preferring to cover the ears with a pillow

Very often on the night both of Hana's parents fuss over the same problem. Since then Hana got used to it, trying not to remember anything that had been heard

The incident that really made Hana first cry in fear. That night is only a few days away to the eve of Eid al-Fitr, Mamah is cutting color tissue as a sponge cake wrap

Hana sits in a plastic chair for babies to bathe, Hana always takes a bath using her favorite chair. Hana stood stepping in the kitchen, it turned out that Mamah and Papah had a storm again whether to fuss about what the problem was

Papah was upset because Mamah always opposed Papah's words. Hana sits squatting near Mamah while Mamah sits in Hana's plastic chair

When heavy emotions pulled the seat occupied by Mamah and then flared towards Mamah, Mamah dodged but Hana could not avoid because the incident was so fast. Almost the chair hit Hana's head and face may stay a distance of one more centimeter and Hana will be injured when hit by a throw

As if there were still people protecting Hana's safety, the chair did not scratch the slightest bit of skin on Hana's face

The plastic chair was crushed, one of the legs of the chair was broken and could no longer be used

Hana realized the incident after a few seconds. Hana cried loudly so surprised by what almost happened to little Hana

Papah grazed one of Mamah's hands, throwing the scissors that Mamah grasped in any direction, tearing the tissue paper into pieces of debris

Hana grabbed her favorite plastic chair. Crying over the chair that always accompanied Hana's bath was already destroyed and one of the plastic legs was broken

The chair was snatched from Hana's embrace by Papah on the chair until it was destroyed, Hana was crying louder. Crying what was wrong in his chair why he got hurt so badly, destroying him

Mamah ordered Hana to go to sleep immediately, it was already night. Hana went to her bedroom with a still sobbing sound

The next day the chair was thrown into the garbage burning place by Mamah, Hana grabbed the shrapnel begging not to be thrown away. Mamah answered Hana's plea with the sentence, it was broken

Little Hannah also mengikhlaskannya favorite thing discarded and burned just like that, Hana again shed tears for the umpteenth time did not have the heart to see a friend who always accompanied the bath burned just like it had no meaning in the past

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Today Hana is very happy, really happy to be able to feel the name of the School to learn to read and write. "Hana wants to be a smart child" That's what Hana said to Mamah while not wanting to be silent, already impatient to quickly go to register for School

Finally one day was spent with excitement, On the way home Hana asked Mamah to return tomorrow to take off school like other Murit Mothers. Always pick up and pick up your child at school

Want Hana to hear the yes answer from Mamah. But, that was not the answer that Mamah issued to her little girl like spoiled whining. Mamah said "TK School is not far from home, Hana can go home alone. No need to be picked up, no need to pick up"

"But Mamah Hana want to be escorted away if you go home not picked up too papa!" Hana asked for forgiveness to want her wish granted

"It can be alone"

In the morning Hana did not rush to go to school, she waited for her Mom to finish the homework "Mamah has not finished yet? Let's pick up Hana's anterine school for the afternoon!" Hana called out to Mamah from outside the door

Mamah approached Hana "Loh, you said leave alone, let's just go."

"But Mamah Hana wants to be ushered once again Mah! Hana doesn't ask to be taken to school again tomorrow"

"There cepet left, Hana already big, already can be alone"

Hana also departed with a disappointed attitude, every hour of rest came Hana would sit down while crouching in front of the school door, looking at the mural mothers who were patiently waiting for the hour to come home

Shown in the mind of the little girl, how happy it would be if Mamah could be in the group of Murit Mothers who are now looking carefully and carefully

All just wishful thinking

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