Lord, Accept My Repentance

Unleashed

Whoever makes the affairs of others easy, Allah will surely facilitate his affairs in the world and the Hereafter. (CHR. Muslim)

The teacher who taught homeschooling has come and even he has wondered at me.

But I said, "Will your mother come?" the teacher asked me to look at me.

"Is there no need for parents? I have to pay people to be my parents, then" I replied modestly.

If you think homeschooling is done only by children and teachers, that is not true. In fact, homeschooling also requires or even more parents who play a role in their children.

Maybe, I thought like this. Because I wasn't kicked out of school so it's better for the teacher to teach at home.

Without him knowing that the role of parents is even more when the child is ordered to homeschool.

"Well, for now it's good that we know each other first and learn from small things one of your speech styles Nazwa Nabila," explained the teacher by pressing my name.

I roll lazy eyeballs, is there a better way so there is no need for a question and answer session? I hate that so much.

"Why do you have to pay people to be your parents? Where are your real parents?"

"Busy."

"Did you call me Miss Master or Miss?"

"Good Miss."

"What got you kicked out of school?"

"I don't know Miss, the letter I didn't read. Just tossed it over to me."

"Do you want homeschooling?"

"So. My father and without my consent."

"You got a brother?"

"Have it, but he's out of the house."

"You happy?" miss asked suddenly which made me speechless.

"Why did it go there? Miss 'kan said the introduction wasn't about feeling happy or unhappy, '" I said knitting an eyebrow.

"Hmm .. well, Miss take the answer that Nazwa is happy and very."

I don't know what she asked and I answered until two hours passed just like that, Miss finally left this house.

Actually, the study schedule is only one hour. However, learning with parents is infinitely hourly.

Miss said, tomorrow has started to learn like I did in school. I wondered a little how my two friends were doing.

"Are you ready to learn the Nazwa Deck?" bibik's chirps were suddenly at the back. I looked directly at Bibik and closed the door after seeing Miss earlier.

"It's Bik" I replied without a smile.

"Can you help the aunt?" ask him carefully.

"Help what?"

"That, Deck. Bibik can not plug the gas, if you wait for Farhan later," complained Bibik with a cry.

Although notoriously spoiled, I could do anything myself even plug in gas and lift a gallon even once.

Brak!

The sound of the door opening violently rang out clearly, I who just finished installing gas immediately got up and stared towards the front.

"Who is that, huh, Dek?" bibik asked with a slightly scared look on his face. I walked first to see who was coming.

While Bibik was behind with a way to settle down because of fear. A woman was already waist-racked with sunglasses perched on her nose.

"Is this all he can give you? Can't you rebel and refuse to get out of that house?" growled at me.

I shut up and didn't respond, then his eyes looked at the person behind me, "And who is that? Where's car? Where's the private driver? Where's maid? Where is the house with the level and also the breadth? Why is there now only a narrow house like this?" the protest was again not finished.

Her chest was down-rising a sign that her anger was still hunting, I just blinked my eyes waiting for Mother to calm down.

"Have you?" ask me after about five minutes of silence in this room.

"What has it been?" he returned with anger.

I turned my body and looked at Bibik, "Bibik to the kitchen and continue cooking, yes" I said and immediately accepted by Bibik.

He immediately withdrew to the back, I walked towards the sofa because I was tired from standing.

"I have no intention of asking her, if this is what she gives then this is all. After all, this is more than enough, anyway," I replied staring at Mother.

He walked up to me with the same look on his face, "Can't dong, he's doing well with his new family enjoying the treasure!"

"Why indeed? Don't you accept Daddy's happy? Let them, if Mom wants to marry also like Dad does not matter, really."

He looked shocked at my words just now, "What did you say? It can't be that fast to get married!"

"Wah .. kesian dong boss Mother, must always tell Mom to quickly recognize herself with us, right?" I obviously raised an eyebrow.

"Right? Waffy? What did you just say?" I asked and stood up from the sofa.

"Hahaha, it's up to you. I don't want to deal with you guys, even if you don't think I'm a public kid, that's fine. I have never lost, either, nor will I be proud even if I admit it!" I was clearly looking ahead.

"Why did you turn out like this Nazwa? Not the kid you knew before" Mom said, and I saw his face.

"I changed because Mom changed too, right? All changed and messy as it is now due to the selfishness of Mother who still wants to work!" obviously I reminded him not to forget that this was all the result.

The woman's hand was clenched, "Ha? That way you blame me? If your father is able to support all of us. It's not gonna happen like this!"

"Dad able! The proof is that we are at peace, all back to Mom. If I don't go with Mom's friends. Me and Bang Gilang can't be like this abandoned kid!" I shouted with a sob.

"You think? L'm happy? I never rebelled and expressed opinions about your relationship? You think I don't know what you're doing out there?

Silence does not mean not knowing! Silence is done by people whose voices have never been heard! And I decided to shut up because of that.

Now ... It's all done, ma'am. Go, find the happiness you want. I'm stressed, will I take care of the house and the kids?

Now ... I don't do that anymore, go. There will be no sound whining girls who want to join Mother gather with friends Mother.

Be happy, I've let go and gone away from Mom and Dad's life. I'll never rely on even a pinch in asking questions like I used to. Thank you Mom for everything," I immediately wiped the tears in front of Mom for the first time when I was a teenager.