CEO DUDA'S
Chapter 23
It didn't feel like Sunday, I just opened my eyes and grabbed a rectangular flat object lying on the bed to watch the clock.
I double-tapped the screen so that my phone screen was on and clearly visible with the big number of four fifteen dots on that lighted screen, four o'clock more than a quarter pasati it is time to pray at dawn less than three minutes. I immediately woke up from my sleeping position, folded my favorite thick blanket of maroon color that I use every day and then immediately put my feet into the bathroom to take ablution water.
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"Sir, today you don't have to cook" said the father when I want to take out the only black matic motor that we have.
I scrunched up my chin while looking at Dad.
"Why then?" ask me.
"You've also gone to Nduk, if you cook even later nobody eats" said the father with a smile that looks clear as forced.
Seeeeeerr!!
My heart rippled at the smile of my father who was not as cheerful as usual, my heart suddenly became very heavy to leave my father alone here.
I walked closer to my father with glassy eyes, but I tried to hold back these tears from sliding.
"Well... If you are lonely at home alone, Tika will not go well. Later Tika can find work in deket deket here alone, let father not alone at home." I said with a hoarse tone because it held back crying while staring at a mature brown man with hair that has begun to whiten because of age inedible.
Somehow my mind came to mind in my childhood, when I had to pedal a blue butut bike that had rusted in some parts of the iron as far as forty kilo meters every day. Dad was willing to take his old pedicure so far just because he could not bear to leave me at home alone, but now it is precisely me who will leave father alone at home when the condition of the father is often sick.
The test!
My tears just slid down my cheeks, making me bend my head so that Dad wouldn't see my tears.
"Hey... Why even cry to nduk?" said my dad raised my chin slowly.
I shook my head, but my mouth could not answer.
"Dad I ndak what nduk, you mbok do not think yamg 'no. Your father can still work, you don't have to think about sending money to father. Money from your work you have to save yo nduk, one day your needs will be a lot but unfortunately your father is just a parent who failed can not give children a good and guaranteed life. Sorry father yo nduk, ndak can be rich your parents who can nyekolahin son e sampek high high." said the father with a raucous voice.
I immediately hugged my father while shaking my head slowly, many times I have convinced my heart that I am the luckiest child in the world who has a great father like my father who is able to raise his own child without remarrying because I want to focus on love his daughter.
"If you do not want to study rich temen temen, Tika is very grateful to have rich parents father. Dad don't say that again yeah well, Tika definitely want pesen dad to make a tube and can love father's life better than now let father be happy continue in the old age of father." I said as I hugged my father tightly.
"Aami... Yes nduk, yes. Dad doain you continue, may this father's daughter always be given health, good fortune and success in the future." said the father stroked my hair.
"Aamiin..."
