Bakoh Shoulder

Chapter 72. Advice to Dinda

That morning, Dinda accidentally did not go to school. It had been two days that he had skipped out, and today it seemed like he had no desire to attend school either. Not because of pain, he was just lazy. Maybe that's how he got his attention. In her little heart.. Dinda must have missed her mother's affection.

"Bak Dinda doesn't go to school anymore?" Ask the housekeeper to Dinda. Dinda cuek, silent no answer. He even buried his face in the pillow he had been holding.

Bu Mimin, his name, has long been devoted to the Minolta family. The family was prominent in its time, but now the Minolta family is not known in the community as a wealthy family anymore. Only the remnants of their success are still felt with the building that is now occupied by Dinda.

The middle-aged woman had already completed her task. Sweeping, cooking, and washing Dinda's dirty clothes. He never complained about what was done, Mimin was very grateful at his age who was no longer young he was still trusted to work in the house of the Minolta family. The many necessities of life that require the cost of making Mimin bu survive there.

"Buddy.. Usually abis beberes here continue to do again?" Dinda straightened her body looking at the middle-aged woman who was now wiping the glass table.

"Rome mbak. At home budhe there are children, although they are big but budhe children are different from other children.. Her mother is married, lives with her husband.. Sometimes she comes with her sister's Tengokin budhe." Mimin sat on the floor.

"How different is budhe?" Dinda is getting interested in this.

"Buddy boy is special." Budhe Mimin said with a sincere smile.

"Eeemmh sorry ma'am, budhe wants to ask.. Why doesn't Dinda want to go to school? Dear mbak.. Third grade, just graduated.." It was Budhe Mimin who asked.

"Males is me. What does school do? No one is proud that I did well in school, no one would congratulate me if I ranked there, no one took a report.. Unusual.." There was disappointment when Dinda said the words.

"Lho yes there is mbak.. Dinda's mother is funny, her mother mbak Dinda must be keen to have a child pinter. His late father Mbak Dinda must also smile in heaven to see the success of mbak Dinda.. And again, mbak Dinda dapet the plus of the people around mbak right. Surely they're on a gini mind, oh his son Pak Cokro.. Despite living alone but the school is pinter, achiever, sholehah. That's mbak.." Budhe Mimin tried to motivate the teenager in front of him.

"Mbak Dinda did not tell you yes, the old days of Budhe were young.. The school never took budhe first. Budhe thought he had just graduated. End SD also budhe did not continue again to SMP, yes budhe used to think the same as mbak Dinda now.. Males. And see, what would budhe be now because of that lazy nature? Not having any skills other than relying on energy to find rupiah.. And if later budhe is not as strong as now, what else can budhe do to connect life?"

"Maybe it will be another story if you used to mean school, want to continue to a higher level.. At least budhe has knowledge that can be shared for the descendants of budhe later. Have more income than the skills gained from studying in school.. Do you understand what Budhe means?"

Dinda kept quiet without answering. "Use your youth as best you can.. Learn as much as you can, because your future will be formed and determined from the present. Don't be angry, disappointed or discouraged.. You sacrifice the opportunity. Because one day there will be greater disappointment if you waste the time God gives. Do not let you be the group of people who lose ya nduk.."

Deg. Like getting a flush of the heart, all the advice of budhe Mimin is able to make Dinda aware of his wrong way of thinking.

'really... If I continue like this, what will my life be like? My mom doesn't care about me.. I have to show it without mamah I can! I don't want to be a failed product human or a losing human!'

"Buddy.. Thanks, I'm excited for school if I'm gini. Eh but it's eight o'clock, tomorrow's the school hehehe.." For the first time, Dinda's smile appeared again.

"Hmm budhe, this abis I went to the budhe house huh. I'm still home.." Dinda has changed clothes.

"Alhamdulillah if mbak Dinda already want to go to school, yes mbak. But later mbak Dinda do not be surprised yes, the house budhe ugly. I'm like a duck cage." Budhe Mimin laughed afterwards.

Dinda saw that crisp laugh.. Why can not mamahnya like budhe Mimin or paklek Teguh.. Good people who are sincere in whatever God tells them. Dinda's heart again rippled to remember the selfishness of his mother who was too exalting wealth.