First Love of Kalila

Eps. 01

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Kalila Nasution Point of View

“Kalila .. don't play far!”

You hear that scream? That's my grandmother's voice. Her name is Grandma Laila Tanjung. Not that awkward Laila like that Malay song, huh. But, Laila Tanjung. One of the clans of North Sumatra, our homeland.

You know, just playing in the yard of the neighbor's house, my grandmother was screaming like that. Because of me, you can only play limited in the yard. Of course I followed Grandma's wishes. Because I—Kalila Nasution, a submissive little girl.

Not without reason I've always been a little girl. Once upon a time, I was playing in a park not far from our home. The park is only 200 meters away and is located in a residential complex.

When my friends invited me to play there, I decided to go to the park. In the park there are slides, swings and seesaws. For kids like me, who are eight years old, of course all those games are very interesting. That day I was so happy. I play swings and laugh cheerfully with my friends.

However, without me knowing, it turns out that grandma is busy looking for me to come here and there. And when I returned home, a bundle of brooms also stopped by my calves. Bidithy!

“Ampuun New ... Ampuuun,” I shout. Grandma stopped the sabetage, after three times the broom landed pretty on my calf.

“Grandma's already said, if you play don't go far! How about you get kidnapped!” shouted Nek Laila.

What I felt at that time was not only pain in my calf, but also shame with my friends who were just spectators there.

That was the first and last time I was hit by my grandmother, or my other family.

From that moment on, I really only played on the porch of his house. Every day friends come to visit and play together at my house.

Like this afternoon, after school my friends came straight. There are Rani, Tri and Ajeng. Their house is right across from this house.

This is the ritual that we always live now after school. Lunch together followed by playing until the afternoon.

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If noon to afternoon like now, in this house there are only three people— me, grandma and grandpa.

I actually have two older brothers, whom I used to call my brother.

The first one was named Bang Khalid. Like most of the firstborns, Bang Khalid was so stubborn and organized. But, Bang Khalid was a loving man. We are five years old.

The second one is called Bang Kairav. His minions Bang Khalid. My age with the Kairav bang is only three years adrift. Shhhtt ... He's a little crazy!

They both always come home in the afternoon. Because they are currently busy studying to face the final exam. If Bang Khalid is to graduate from Junior High next year, Bang Kairav will soon graduate from elementary school this year. My mother was busy working until the afternoon.

My mother was a career woman. We used to call him Mama.

My mother used to be an ordinary teller at one of the private banks in the hometown of ku— Medan City. However, now my mother is already a head teller there. It was thanks to my mother that we were able to live a decent life, even without a father.

My papa?

You must have thought that he was gone, so you had to bone up to support all of us.

Nah! Your estimates are wrong. My father's alive. But he left us all.

What reason?

I don't know it myself. My whole family has not told me why my father left me. Left us.

I love him so much, of course. He is the reason I study hard. It's not just me, Bang Khalid and Bang Kairav are the same. We are going to be champions every semester. Just one of our goals, seeing a proud look on my mama's face.

Of course, the three of us always get the champion. Even Bang Khalid, always get a scholarship since he was in junior high school. Not just my mom, we're all proud of her.

My mom is a career woman. Even so, he did not forget to take care of the needs of the three of us. My mom always cooks food for breakfast, and prepares provisions for us to take to school.

Yes ... The three of us always bring supplies to school. Including Bang Khalid who was already sitting on the bench of Junior High. We hardly ever shop in the school cafeteria. The pocket money given by mamak every day, we finally saved.

My mom is great, isn't she?!

***

Every time you go home to work, you always bring a lot of tote. Not a snack for us to eat at that time. But mamak always brings food ingredients for tomorrow's menu.

Like today, mamak arrived home when azan isya reverberated. “Assalamu'alaikum,” said Mamak when he was just on the terrace of the house.

Bang Khalid swiftly walked over quickly and picked up some plastic bags that were tote by the mamak. I also ran to Mamak, following Bang Khalid.

“What cooking is tomorrow, Mak?” manya curious.

“Busy time muzzle it. Just eat you tomorrow,” reply Bang Khalid. Bang Khalid did, there was a chattering that upset me. But I know, if he loves me so much. Not only him, the whole house was very loving and pampering me.

“Tau the kuntet! Bantuin never, he knows just eat! Don't ask you too much!” bang Kairav.

And, for some reason, even though I knew that they were only joking, my face was always pouting at the jabs of my two brothers.

“Neneeeek ...,” my whine. Whining to grandma is my ninja path. My grandmother always defended me. My auxiliary angel.

“The two of you always tease Lila,” said Nek Laila.

If Grandma had intervened, Bang Khalid and Bang Kairav would not have dared to continue to tease me. They just giggled as usual.

I always feel happy even though I have days without a father. Bang Khalid sometimes changed his role to a father. He's the one who's always protecting me, looking after me.

He was my first love.

Khalid Nasution's.

Loved her. I respect him too. But we have to stay apart.

When I was ten years old, my mom bought a house that was quite far from where we lived. By public transport, it took 45 minutes to arrive at the house.

Bang Khalid and Bang Kairav moved with their mother. While I, have to stay with my grandmother and grandfather, because I have to continue my education for another year in the old school.

For a year we stayed apart. But every Saturday, after school, my grandmother and grandfather drove me to my mother's house. And on Sunday, I went back to grandma and grandpa's house. Normally, Bang Khalid would come with me to my grandmother's house. Even Bang Khalid always visited me every day, after he came home from school.

And after I graduated from elementary school, I moved in with Bang Khalid and Bang Kairav. Grandparents and grandmothers also live with us. While the house that we have been living in, directly rented.

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Today published 3 Episodes 💕

Trace 👣 :

Nozzle : Mouth (regular Medan people say the mouth is muzzle 😅 )

Stuffed: Short

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