Call Love to Tone

Advice Tone...

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Yaaaah, without the conscious Ghibran... He began to tell her about her condition while at home. Where Mama and Papa rarely give free time to be together.

He who tries to attract attention, by getting the best ranking in the classroom and in school. But his parents remained busy with his own office world.

And many grievances were conveyed to Nada that morning...

"My intention is Ghib." said Nada as soon as Ghibran stopped talking.

Ghibran raised his eyes and looked towards the bead of Tone's eyes.

"Lo's lucky.." said Nada slowly.

Ghibran frowned, feeling confused by Nada's words just now.. Lucky?? Lucky Where did he try? He will only feel lucky if his family can be like other normal families scattered around him.

" I know, you must have said otherwise from my words." added Nada saw the even pensive Ghibran. "But one thing you need to know, one thing you need to remember, your family is perfect"

Ghibran wanted to cut off Nada's speech, but Nada first said, "Don't, don't cut it. You must think, your family is far from perfect. But I think your thinking is wrong... You still have complete parents. Mom and Dad are still there.. Yep..... Although they are busy with their own activities. But it's all for you, not for anyone else. They love you..."

" If you love me, why do I even always talk cynically with me? Own child?" ask Ghibran sarcas.

The tone breathed out slowly. "Not everyone is the same, Ghibran... Lo who has known you for a long time, lo who knows how he behaves.. And you just need to understand.. That's a hard thing for us to change..

Basically, all parents must love their children. Even though the boy always embarrassed them.. But their affection is often expressed in the wrong way. Not everyone is a master at conveying feelings."

Ghibran again pondered at the thought of Nada's words.

"The family is perfect. You can even look them in the face directly. They are still alive and fighting for a better life. You should realize, there are still many people out there, there are still many children, whose condition is even worse than yours.

Their parents are gone, they can no longer look at their mother and father. He could only remember through memories that he could no longer reach."

Tone was silent for a moment, was that spoken of her about someone else, or herself??

" Lo know? You're still luckier, even more so than I am.. My parents are not there. They are happy in heaven. While you are still complete, and they are beside you. Ghibs...."

Tone eyes looked teary, his voice also started hoarse. And no matter how hard Nada tried to hide it, Ghibran still could see the look of sadness from the face of Nada's mimic.

"First, my family was whole. Until then, they have to go and I still can't accept that. I remember, I was probably about 10 or 11 years old. Going home from school, picking up a neighbor's mango is my habit. I want to show it to Papa and Mama.

But until home......"

The tone stopped again. He tried to neutralize his feelings, the shadows of the past were clearly drawn like a broken TV that kept repeating the same scene before him.

He remembered once, at that time he still could not accept the departure of his parents.

He used to love picking up mangoes at the house of one of his neighbors. Habits that often make her mama shake her head and her Papa just laugh.

He used to take mangoes from a tree belonging to aunt Catherine, four houses apart from her house. And aunt Katarina was already memorized by the activities of Nada that one. He never disputed her either.

That day, about two months after his parents left. He who had returned to school, when he came home from school he took a mango in the same place. Straight from aunt Katarina's tree.

And incidentally, he got a big, ripe mango.

He ran home.

Arriving in the front yard of the house, he yelled many times to call his mama and Papa. And the loud scream of Nada made Rey who had just finished homeschooling, shocked.

He's spreading a look. Usually his mama will rush down the stairs, and papa will immediately welcome him. But this...

Blank....

The mango slipped out of his hand, falling to a thud on the floor. Then Rey came and saw him who was silent. Tone eyes felt sore, then tears flowed.

He himself called his mother and father. Hope the two adults who always accompany him will come soon. But not them, it is Rey who is now approaching and hugging him.

"Dek... they already do not exist.." said Rey lirih but can still hear Nada clearly.

Tone sculpting, still feeling disbelief with what happened. He hoped it was all a dream.. Before long, his crying broke.

Ghibran again blinked his eyes...

The tone looked up, preventing the tears that would re-wet her cheeks. Ghibran was silent to the story of Nada so heartbreaking.

"Surely, you're still in the same place as them, you should be more grateful, Ghib... Because out there, many people whose suffering many times over lo.

They may be too busy with work, but that's just for you. They do not want to lack in terms of material. After all, gradually one of them would come to their senses first.. You just have to be patient and pray."

Hearing Nada's words, Ghibran again pensive. He recalled his papa who now began to often be at home at night, even providing a solution to what he had to do.

Maybe Nada's words are right, he just has to be a little patient, and he still has a chance.

Unlike others whose fate is less fortunate.

Seeing Nada still holding back her tears, Ghibran reflexively hugged her gently. He just wanted to give me a little warmth. There is no intention.

"Tangisin only, Nad. don't take it." Ghibran said as he rubbed Nada's back.

Instant tone feel comfortable. He also shook his head. He was tired of crying again. This time, she wanted to try to hold back her tears.

At the moment, he is telling his parents off.

Every living thing will die, we can only wait our turn. When will our names fall from the tree of records, and that is a destiny that we will not be able to disturb again.

No matter how hard we try..

The tone breathed out, neutralizing the tears that were about to descend. She was crying that her parents would not come back.

The tone then removed his tear marks, after which he got up and sat back down as before..

"Yaaa... I started to realize Nad, after hearing Lu's story... Maybe all this time I was too focused on myself, my own life. To the point that I didn't realize other people were even worse off" Ghibran said..

"Thank God that you can understand, because whatever their attitude..."

"They're still my parents..." Ghibran cut off the word Nada.

They looked at each other, and then laughed together. Ghibran smiled at Nada who was now laughing again..

I want to always see your smile and laughter, Nad...

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