Don't Want to Be Pathetic: NIGHT BUTTERFLIES
Section 6
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The skinny man looked at his daughter. I don't know what he's thinking. Ira just thought maybe she missed her daughter too or a lot of questions that she didn't know where to start.
"Ira there is a need, soon want fieldwork tactics need a supply of small costs. Ira can't handle a meagre salary. Ira's savings are not much either. The point is Ira asked Dad to help take care of everything" Ira said breaking the silence.
"When did he leave? Don't ask for money to dad suddenly because that's holding mom's money."
"Ira knows you have your own family here, your wife's mother. But at least the father should know the mother also has children and certainly the mother put her child first rather than the father's child far away there. You should be able to set aside a little money father dibabung, although secretly inget, there are 4 daughters of father who still need a lot of money. Ira and the sisters are still the responsibility of the father. If you don't ask whose father? " said Ira who tried to hold back the tears with trembling hands.
"Yes, dad knows. I'll be notified again. But today my father really has no money. Most can give you the cost of going home yes."
Ira just silently nodded because she already knew that the end of all conversation always got a sense of disappointment.
"Yushka?" there was a cry of stepmother calling.
"Feed first!" the connection.
"Where to eat first, it's late afternoon I'll be home" said his father.
The young woman who was still wearing the white ash school uniform walked towards the house.
Look back, look back,
"You can't be expected. You always disappoint me." said Ira looking at her father who had returned to work.
Stepping into the house Iki was sitting leaning against the wall.
"Is there your father Ra?"
"Yes there is."
"Ra eat first, take her!" Stepmother.
"Lo want to eat? " ask Ira.
"Again males si." Iki whispered.
"Don't eat mom, later." said Ira while walking to the kitchen to see the mother who will deliver the meal.
"Will come home with what? " sanyanya.
"What would you like to say? bring it all!" reply Ira.
Approaching Iki in the living room.
"No need to eat, buy meatballs later"
Iki just nodded.
"Lo, did you say? how'd he say?" Iki curious.
"Let's go on the storyline males."
Just for a moment focus on each other's phones.
"Well, did you eat Ra? " ask dad to get home from work.
"Not to."
"It's 16:30 Ki, want to go home?"
"Yes yuk, later will be the gossip material lu malem-malem just returned home from school"
Ira got up from her seat walking towards the kitchen to see father and mother sitting. I don't know what they're talking about.
"Sir, want to go home late in the afternoon" said Ira approached and greeted the parents.
"This brings rice how many kilos the same food as well." stepmother gave a medium size cardboard.
"Dad anter to the big road!" said it.
They simultaneously left the house. Ira and Iki put on their shoes.
"Home Ma'am?" Ira said while wearing her jacket and mask.
Dad and Iki turned on the bike.
"Kerdus keep it in front of Ki" Ira gave.
"Lu first, I follow." while storing the cardboard given.
Ira was riding a motorcycle with her father.
"Tiit!!"motor drove.
"Ra, don't be naughty!" said father.
"Ira is far from me, I don't know anything about Ira's life. But Ira wish Ira well I'm sorry. If father's business is done, I will definitely go home" he continued.
Ira just kept listening. Heart's shaking. After all, he was a father far from his son. It must have been a lot of worry but he couldn't do anything.
The motor stops on the side of the road before the big road.
"Nih Daddy doesn't have any money. This is enough for Ira's pocket." gave me 100 grand.
Ira accepted and fell silent. Because he knew his father wouldn't give him more money than that.
"Here is Ira coming home?" hugging and hugging the skinny man.
"Heart yes!" kissed his daughter's forehead.
Ira walked over to Iki who stopped behind her. Go up and sit down.
"Yuk Ki, pat him on the shoulder."
Motor speeding, Ira looked back to see his father who was still standing watching his son leave.
Turn your eyes away and be quiet.
That's the meeting between a son and a father. Short but strange always keep the story.
"Ki, you know what?" said Ira.
"What?"
"Things that hurt apart from parting ?"
Iki just fell silent.
"Waiting for someone we know that he'll never come back" he said.
"What did you say?"
"Lo know what? not just today. From the moment he got married and when we met he always said wait for dad, dad will come back. And you know? strangely I always believed that and waited for him to this day. I know that he is comfortable with his family and life here. I know he's not coming back. But again and again strangely in my heart I always hope that what he says will happen when I know it is not possible because in fact until now even if not me the one who meets and approaches him will not come." Ira said long.
"Yes I understand. He gave you hope to come back to keep you waiting. You know it is not possible but anyway you are a child who tries to be confident in your expectations even though you know it hurts your heart. If I think it's finished and finished. Believe me it's just hurting yourself." reply Iki explained.
"Gue also knew it was ki, I realized but strangely as if there was no time period for me to wait. It's true that there's actually no one who hurts me, I'm just hurt by my own expectations" Ira sighed.
"Sometimes life is indeed this mess. We have to be able to adjust the environment or we are being played hahaha cool am I not?"
"Edaann savagenya hahahha."
Iki was silent because she knew she was complaining. At least he has told what he feels because if asked directly would be forced even though Iira would never answer how about his feelings. He's someone who's closed to his personal problems. Because he thinks other people have no right to interfere about how he lives his life.
He always said to everyone that "The one who knows him best is himself. So others don't have to be so knowy!" he said something like that repeatedly. Because it hurts so much if humans have to live with being judged by others. We have a right to our own decisions. That is especially true for ira who lives without parental attention. One where he should be able to think about his own life and needs.
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