
Amara honked her horn to ask Mr. Ujang to open the gate. Deftly, Mr. Ujang opened it for me.
"Thank you sir!", he said as he darted into the garage.
He took off his helmet and walked to the mother house through the garage door.
"Mara!", a heavy voice called out her name in the middle of the darkness of the room. Amara understood that voice. He approached the owner of a heavy voice typical of adult men.
"Fire!", Amara greeted her papi.
"You have just returned home from work, not tired what continued the night activities like now?"
A question no different from the one whose name was asked this afternoon.
"Fire!", Amara sat on the chair facing her papi.
"When are you going to quit your job Mara? Not enough freedom that mom and dad give?"
"Mr..."
"Mara! Papi knows, if you like your job. But when will it be? When should I continue this work? Both of your brothers have their own jobs. Do you want papi to go bankrupt? Yeah?", asked the papa.
"It's not pap, but you know Amara isn't interested in all this Pi. Okay, Mara is willing to continue her studies in business but that doesn't mean Mara has to jump right in, does Pi?"
"When? Papi wants to know, when is that time coming? Waiting for papi to die? Didn't he? So after papi dies, you'll be forced to take over the papi company? Yeah?", check the papi.
"That is Pi.ay Allah!", muttered Amara.
"What's? Oh, my God?", asked the papa. But he does not want to take a headache, after all it is common as it is if you hang out with everyone from all religious customs and even culture.
"Do you need to find a businessman too?", asked the papi.
"You're desperately waiting for a man who doesn't want you at all Amara. Papi's shy!"
"Fire. Febri is married. Mara can't possibly wait for her again Pap."
Rahardi looked at his daughter who sounded frustrated. Yes, he was very close to his youngest son. Ready to hear all the stories from the past. Even his love story that never greeted from a Febri.
"Febri's remarried?"
"Have Pi. So Mara hopes, papi stops saying that Mara still hopes for him. Ngga Pi's. Absolutely not!"
Rahardi hugged his youngest daughter.
"Sorry papi!"
"No one needs Mara sorryin from papi."
"Bail promise, if someday you find a man who suits you, even though he is different from us. Just so you're happy! But.papi also hope, you want to obey the wishes of papi. Quitting a job that puts your life at risk. Because of you, not just yours. But there are mami and papi who love you!", Rahardi rubbed his daughter's head.
It's not a matter of Pi's beliefs, but Mara hasn't found the right heart patch. Inner Amara.
"Yes, you rest. Tomorrow morning is still off right? Come to papi meeting!"
"Huh? What's Pi doing?", asked Amara.
"Make you used to being off duty! Understand what papi means?", asked Rahardi.
"Yes pap!"
After that, Amara headed to her room to rest. Her papa request was a very difficult thing for her. The rank he obtained at this time was proof that he was indeed capable and not playing games. But still, in the eyes of his mother and father continue the efforts of both parents is more important. Then what for all this time did they support him if he would eventually stop in the middle of the road like this????