
Three years ago in a bedroom measuring 4 x 4 meters, a sense of tightness enveloped Claire's chest. A fact that has never been revealed so far revealed without being asked. Time and guilt unite to blow up
the longing that has been buried deep.
That day Claire took time off from work. At that time he had worked in Tarumanegara Public Consulting company for 2 years as a receptionist. Claire becomes the front guard against prospective clients. Both those who will establish cooperation, and those who file complaints. It has been a variety of characters Claire faced for 2 years working there.
But for the past 3 days, Claire no longer riweh face these clients. He was only busy taking care of his mother who suffered from heart disease. Claire only lives with her mother with a maid, Mbak Sila, who is already considered to be her own family. If usually all the affairs of the household including taking care of his mother, he handed it over to Mbak Sila, this time Claire had to intervene.
The lecture he did every time he came home from work also stopped for a while. He even applied for his college leave at the University of Mind Light. Understand that the cost of a master's degree is not cheap. He must choose to continue
master of Communication or treatment of the mother. Claire also prefers to give up her education for a while. It is only to finish the thesis.
He did not want to continue to be a receptionist at the company. He also rose to the rank of public consultant. But the company requires its employees to have a Master of Communication title, if they want to become a public consultant. Only, now the goal has changed. If before his mother died his desire to rise in rank just to become a rich man, then now his goal is the father. There was no more reason for him to laze around like yesterday. Father, only that word roused him when the point of surrender was in sight.
Claire is seen entering her mother's room, bringing her a glass of warm water. He should be on his mother's side. Because, the condition of the mother's body is very weak, so it must be swept when standing.
“Mother, drink the warm water yes,” said Claire, while putting the lips of a clear glass of warm water to the lips of the mother to drink. Three sips of warm water soaked the esophagus of Claire's mother named Mia.
“Already, enough son,” said Mia told her son that she did not want to drink anymore.
“Ya already,” Claire said then put the glass on the table.
The mother stared inside Claire without a smile. Mia's face was pale. But his eyes looked hopeful.
"Claire, my beautiful and kind child. I know it's not long before I have. Get me a gold box in my wardrobe. It's at the bottom covered in blankets" Mia said.
"Mom don't say that. Mom must be healed. Claire picked up the box for a second, yes" said Claire, trying to comfort her mother.
Claire stood up to pick up a box from the closet and gave it to the mother who had fallen weakly on the bed of her house. Then, the mother took out an envelope and gave it to Claire.
"Is this mom?" ask Claire.
"That's a letter to your father. There is a message he needs to know. A fact that separates us to this day. Your father is still alive Claire" said Mia.
"Dad?!” claire was surprised.
“Iya son,” said weak Mia.
“But mom said, Dad died from our house fire when I was a baby. If you're alive, so the graveyard behind our house is who's mom's grave?" said Claire.
"It's just an empty grave, son. Mother told people to make fake graves. Your father is alive Claire. He's in Budapest. This letter is your mother's last wish. I'm not asking for anything else but this letter should get to your father Claire. I beg you, "please Mia to Claire.
"Mothers. What reason? Why did you lie to Claire. Why mother?" ask Claire while crying.
"The answer is in that letter, Claire. Read it with your father. Go to Budapest and call Aunt Herlish. He's your father's cousin. The address is behind this photo. Take my son," said Mia, handing over a photo to Claire that she had taken from the box.
Claire flipped a photo. Behind it is a sign, Street Avenue, 114, Budapest, Herlish Morven. Then he returned the photo.
"This is who mom is, the man who embraces mom" Claire asked.
"The one on the far left is Aunt Herlish. His face is young. Maybe it has changed a little bit now" Mia said.
"This man is who ma'am," Claire asked again as she pointed towards the one man in the photo.
"Son, that's your dad. Josh Morven" said the mother, sobbing.
"Dad," Claire said slowly as she rubbed the photo. Her mother said that her father's photo had been burned.
destroy it instantly Claire," said Mia with a bigger sobbing.
"Mothers. What the hell's going on? Mom, why?" claire asked with tears.
"Mom couldn't tell her Claire. Everything is in the letter. I wrote it completely there. But please don't open it before you meet your father. In it is the soul of the mother who is joined with the writings. I beg Claire, find your father" said Mia.
Claire looked at her mother's weak eyes with pity.
"Claire please. Please don't hate Claire's mother, I beg you son, don't hate mother," Please Mia Sambl raised his hand to form a namaste greeting in front of Claire.
"Mother, no, Claire won't hate mom for any reason. Claire promised to find me. Caire promised to take this letter to dad. Mom is calm. Claire promised mom" Claire said, kissing her hands and hugging her mother tightly.
They were both crying amidst the lightning that suddenly boomed above the sky. The rain fell as if feeling the pain felt by the child and the mother. A week later Mia died of heart disease
suffered. Claire lives a kara. Only her lover, Adam, whom she had only been dating for a month as her solace.
Since then, Claire has been carrying her mother's wishes everywhere. But going to people's country is not easy. There is a cost to get there. Finding people is not easy either. If the address is still the same. What if the person you are looking for has moved? At least, a month he had to live there with the cost of living is not cheap. Claire has to make a lot of money. He had to find his father and give a letter from his mother, then read it together. He misses his father. Really missed. Moreover, he was curious about the contents of the letter from his mother. Until now he still holds his promise not to open the letter.
After her college leave ended, Claire was immediately active again. He studied in earnest and never missed any free training for all his office employees who want to rise to become a reliable public consultant.
Who does not know the public consulting company Tarumanegara. Being a public consultant at the company means you have to be ready to become rich. Not directly rich indeed, because if it has been promoted as a public consultant, then the employee must first pass several stages. Such as basic, intermediate, and upper training. Then it was released to handle various cases.
At first it was still a very ordinary case. If judged to be outstanding, it will be promoted to handle severe cases.
Claire has gone through it all. He had already crashed to the lowest level until now heading to the top. Currently, Claire is the mainstay public consultant there. This achievement was achieved within 2 years after he completed his master's degree at the age of 28 years. His days are spent working hard and learning to be the best. He has been working there for 5 years. And now, in front of him there is an offer of a bridge that can connect his dream. A check that will take him to his father. Toni was still waiting for Claire's answer who had been silent for a while. The residence broke when Sari brought her second order. Instantly Sari's arrival disperse Claire's daydream.
"Hi mbak Claire and pak Toni, Your meal has arrive, hehehe," said Sari as she put on the table a plate of fried noodles, a sandwich, a glass of chocolate milk, and two glasses of warm water.
"Thank you ya Sari," Claire said with a slightly forced smile.
"Sari, this is for you" Toni said while giving a tip of Rp20,000 to Sari.
"Well, thank you sir Toni," said Sari who gawked away.
"So, how's Claire. I think the length of your daydream that I let was enough to answer yes or no," asked Toni to Claire who was drinking chocolate milk.
Claire put the glass on the table and stared intently at Toni.
"Sir, I'm ready. I will complete this task," replied Claire steadily.
"Greats. You will receive this check after this task is completed. So, while I will save your official travel expenses will be arranged in the financial section. All the files about the hotel will be sent to your email. After breakfast, you can learn everything. Departure schedule
I'm projecting you in 3 days. How's it?" toni.
"OK sir. I'm ready" Claire said.
"Okay, we're the deal" Toni said as she stuck out her hand, inviting Claire to shake hands.
With a fluffy smile, Claire welcomed Toni's helping hand and the two looked
enjoy each other's breakfast.
"Mother, Claire will realize mom's wish. Mom in a minute. Claire promised," Claire said in her heart.
*connect*