
Ara was ready with her new uniform, white gray. Monday's first day of school with a new uniform.
This morning Ara was delivered by papa. Along the way a lot of advice was given, as if not willing his son to become an adult.
The car stopped at the school''' Ra, need papa deliver it to the inside?" goda.
'' Ih Papa what the fuck...'' Ara grunts.
'' Yes, who knows, another case, another fall, ntar someone to the house again.'' kekeh his father.
''Papa kok it anyway, don't dong. There is a shame if you remember. Ah Ara is down. Assalamualaikum.'' Ara came down after kissing her papa's hand.
''Waalaikumsalam...''
Just walking a few steps Ara turned back, fortunately her papa has not moved away, tapped on the car door glass, and opened by her papa'' Why, Ra?'' confused to see his son back and shake the glass.
''Why Ara can play at Gea's house, huh?'' ara Permission.
''Go to Gea's house, go where? '' papa made sure.
'' just go to Gea papa's house.. Can ya?" please Ara
'' maybe .. but later go home tell Papa let papa pick me up."
'' Asaiapp"
Papa Randy drove his car to work. Arriving at the office the first to be examined was a report on Sunday night activities.
Apparently already at home brandal-brandal, but why is this still one. Ragas.
After flipping back the report file, he picked up one of his men who handled the capture of wild participants on Sunday night.
Htok ..tok.
''Father call me.'' because the door is open then the men go straight in.
''Yes .. This why is there still one who has not come home ? '' asked Papa Randy to file Raga.
''We have contacted the family more than once sir, but only answered yes let it be there first.And caught this Raga is not just this once sir, this is the third time he was caught racing. " bright Papa Randi's men.
Why exactly is this child, why does his father not care.
''Let me take the boy, please bring him here?'' papa Randy's orders.
'' Ready Sir"
Soon Raga was in Papa Randy's room.
Raga just sat down and looked down not daring to look at Papa Randy.
Papa Randy is busy with his work. While left Raga just sitting on the sofa of his room.
Tok.shock.
''Sir, here's the rice." An OB came in with a pack of rice.
''Please put it on that table.'' point Papa Randy to the table in front of Raga. ''Thank you." he continued.
After the OB left, Papa Randy told Raga to have a packet of rice breakfast delivered by OB.
''Eat, you haven't had breakfast, have you? " let Papa Randy.
After Raga finished her breakfast, Papa Randy approached Raga, sitting next to her.
''Why haven't your parents taken you?" ask Papa Randy softly.
''They would rather have me locked up here Om'' replied Raga
Papa Randy was shocked by Raga's reply.'' Why do you say that."
''I'm still here and they don't care about me here. ''
''This is not the first time you have been caught, maybe they want to make you deterred first. How can parents not care about their children." explained Papa Randy.
''Looking at Om and Ara's relationship, I feel envious. Seeing my neighbors also feel envious, why can't I have a family like my neighbor.Papa I never love, invite talk so never. From childhood I've been stuck with his punch, Om. He will be satisfied if he has beaten me, maybe the day will be less if he has not beaten me.'' explained Raga bitter.
Too bad for you, a father cook does that. But from the look in his eyes it didn't seem like he was lying. Violence in children that causes children to become deviant. Maybe it was a form of protest from him.
'' How's your mother? didn't he prevent your father from beating you?" he saw the eyes of Raga.
''That woman is not my mother, Om. Where maybe he prevents papa to hit me, it is precisely he who is always looking for ways and because I am always tortured by papa. All she loves are her two children."
What would be Ara if she also had a stepmother, pity Ara surely she would not be as strong as Raga. And I how will be responsible to Anggi someday .
''Raga.....your birth mother, where? still alive is dead.'' asked Papa Randy heart.
'' My mama is still alive, and she went crazy because of papa.'' Raga said hatefully.
''What do you mean?, how do you know that your mama is crazy."
''I was once invited by my grandfather to meet my mother at a mental hospital in Jakarta. Poor my mom Om . That was the last time I met mama.'' Raga's face became moody and looked sad.
''You rest here. Later, send you home, and pick up Ara at her friend's house, she said your neighbor.''