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Morning - morning I woke up. As usual I do morning activities by helping my mother make java porridge (porridge from rice plus vegetable tofu or tempeh). Porridge is cooked with sagging (a place of clay).
"Ra, this is later if you want to go to school, bring vegetables yes" said Simbokku.
"Yes, mbok." I said briefly.
I got dressed and ready to go to school. Many of my friends have come. One of my good childhood friends was Ardika. He is my monkey's love.
The lesson starts as usual. But, this time I think is a tough lesson, because my teacher Bu Muinah name entered the class with the material "Family".
Ms. Muinah made a column about the names of parents (father, mother, sister, and parent's work). My friends came forward one by one and wrote down their surnames smoothly. When it was my turn to go forward, I wrote down my mother's name and as I headed to my father's column, I fell silent and Ms. Muinah said "Your father's name is Kastoyo, right?".
Ms. Muinah and the teachers at my school know how my family is, especially my father who somehow left me without me knowing why. My mother never told me either. I know that my father's name is Kastoyo from Gunung Kidul. I was married to my mom at a bank.
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Break-off time
As usual the kids on the snacks. I'm also my favorite food snack, which is cilok. We sat in front of the class and talked, actually normal, but what makes me upset and sad is when asked "where is your father?"
One of my friends called his name Jamal asked "Nara, your father ki nengendi he? how did I know (Nara, where did your father go, huh? I never understood). Don't don't you don't have a father, do you?" jamal followed the laughing voice of my friends and said 'Rara, no father, no father'.
(I'm more familiarly called Rara).
"I have a father, his name is Mas Janto" I asked.
"But he's not your father, he's your cousin" Nugroho replied.
Santi temenku then defended me "Sssstttt .. You guys on what to, can't talk like Rara, don't tell Bu Guru you know."
Santi then took me to the Teacher Room and reported my actions.
"Mother Teacher, Rara was said to be the same - they have no father" Santi said to defend me.
Muinah then looked at me, looking at me who was still sobbing because of my friends.
"Who said, let the teacher ma'am ginger ears, no need to annoy Rara. You have a father. But Rara's father works. Yaudah yuk goes to class" take the teacher.
Muinah then gave understanding to my friends about my father.
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Back home from school I looked for Simbok and asked "Mbok, Simbok" call me.
I'm looking for a cymbok in Pawon (kitchen). I saw Simbok cough - cough and sleep.
"Mbok, isn't papa? Pain standoff?" I said worriedly.
"Simbok just catch a cold, kok rapopo. You're home from school, Ra?" kaata Simbok calms me down.
"Udah Mbok's. Mn, Rara can ask?" i said lirih.
Simbok then woke up from his sleep and said "What do you want to ask?"
"Mbok, my father ki nengendi to?" How come you never come home?" my many.
Turns out Simbok was surprised by my question.
Suddenly my mother got into the wasp and yelled at me (Mama just came home from traveling trading)
"Rara, don't ask my dad where. Your father stopped!! don't search for it"
I was shocked the first time I was yelled at by my mother when I asked about my father. I then took off and protested.
"Not at school, not at home the same. People ask me who your father is, you don't have a father. I just want to know where my mom is?" my yelling.
Mama then took off and Simbokku said
" Ra, Rara let's have lunch at my house. I fry eggs, you know." cried Mbok Meet (budeku whose house is next door. Bude seems to be horrifying my debate). Bude then took me to his house. I then followed him
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The Sunday I was waiting for arrived. Mama woke me up
"Ra get up, let's take a shower. He said he was going to Mount Kidul" said Mama
I got up and took a shower immediately. After that, I had breakfast and headed to Mbok Temu's house to say goodbye.
"Ra, here's some rice and eggs for the ride. If hungry, do not ask for snacks" said Mbok Temu
"Don't forget to ask for a lot of money from the waste" said Mas Antong
"Ready boss." I said
Mas Antong also drove us to the highway beside my village. We're just walking, because it's not far. Not long after, the yellow color came. We boarded, after arriving in Prambanan we changed buses to piyungan.
After changing buses, we finally arrived in Wonosari. I was drunk on a vehicle. So I runtin', but mama's been quick to give me wind oil so I'm better.
Before long, we arrived at the home of grandparents in Gunung Kidul. We were greeted with great joy and joy. This was my first time visiting them.
"My granddaughter is big now" said the grandfather who then held me.
"Where is my father?" much
Hearing my question, his mother, grandfather, grandmother, and brother-in-law were stunned. Grandpa dropped me off.
"Your father's gone, Ra. Sorry grandfather yes, can not bring back your father" said grandfather crying.
"Rara, don't be naughty, don't make grandpa sad" said Mama.
"No papa Sri, he should have been told slowly, where his father is" said the grandmother.
My Budhe then took me to his house which was just next to my grandfather's house.
"Ra goes with budhe yes, we eat first yes" said Budhe
I followed budhe.
(on the other side).
"Sri, you don't have to wait for Kastoyo anymore either" said the grandfather while looking down
"Why sir?" ask mama
"He had a family again with the Padang people" said the grandmother
My grandfather and grandmother later gave me my father's death certificate. The goal is that if you get married again can be used as one of the conditions of marriage.
"What is this sir?" ask mama
"This is a death warrant. I've turned Kastoyo off so you don't wait. She won't come back to you anyway" said grandfather
She cried after knowing that my father had remarried. The news you got was not a lie. My father married another woman. It is also possible that the father killed or faked his identity so that he could remarry.
My dad is handsome and my dad's job is good too. Before leaving, he was an employee of a BUMN bank. Actually our life was happy when mom married him. But that happiness was lost when a woman who was the customer of the father teased him. They both left mom.
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