Me And Myself

Me And Myself Chapter 17

Me And Myself Chapter 17

"Excuse me sorry ma'am"

I was already at school and was in my homeroom to ask permission to take the savings faster.

I walked in after saying excuse me, then I sat on the bench opposite my homeroom teacher with the table limit in front of us.

"Where's april?"

"Anu ma'am, I want permission to take my savings"

"Lho why? Though sudsh how many weeks did you not mourn and now want to be taken?"

"Yes ma'am, there needs to be a word mama"

"Oh that's it, yeah. Did you bring the savings book?"

"Yes this mom"

I gave my savings book that I had brought, which was taken and counted by my homeroom teacher. While waiting for me to sit quietly, just pay attention.

After a few minutes, my homeroom teacher handed me my savings book and a few bills.

"April, this is yes other than you are a little rarely saving just this total. Three hundred and fifty thousand rupiahs"

"Oh yes ma'am nothing, I rarely get a little"

Whether it will be enough or not is important I have complied with his will. After I took her money and I put it between the sheets of paper in the savings book, I went out and headed to the class to keep her in the bag.

When he came home, I parted with tia and I took public transportation as usual, if it was in the market I would walk. Now I'm used to having to travel a good distance and spend half an hour more but I'm happy, because I have a little time to relax.

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"What's this why just a little?"

"Well, April is rarely her prophet. Especially since April moved no longer tube"

"Oh you want to turn on that mama? Because I moved here I can't save?"

"No, it means that now April money must be used for fees"

"The reason is you"

"Mah's bill"

When I got home and finished changing clothes I immediately gave the money I had taken, I thought he would take it but he was angry.

I only have a little savings, after all because besides there is a grandmother I am free to save as I like the rest of me snack at school. I don't know if it's gonna be like this.

I held back the tightness when he snapped, for some reason other than he liked to pinch me while I slept, he was also often angry indistinctly at me.

In the afternoon, my father came home and he was angry with me. He never thought about why I only had a little school savings like this. Obviously, I don't know, because you know I'll only save if I have more money than pocket.

"It's mah, it's still a child too. Maybe the money for his snacks is less so he did not save and run out for snacks at school"

"Ah father habit, so the son tuh in ajarin dong. I'm telling you exactly how, if this is the grim way of life later!!"

"April has tried everything possible to get the heart of father, but it turns out that April did not realize that from the beginning she could not accept April in the life of her and father"

I am still in this peaceful place, with my mind going to and fro, a mind that reminds me of all his attitudes towards me long ago.

Whether I'm wrong or he's the one who wants me to be gone, obviously this is all a pain for me.

Is it wrong to feel hurt? Or am I just living my own life? I don't know which one is actually good, but for sure I just want to be myself with all my own abilities, without pressure and coercion.

The day had begun towards the afternoon, the sky had begun to dim, the sun was slowly disappearing behind the clouds. And the moon will replace the light of the sun.

I tried to strengthen myself, trying to calm myself to stay excited even though fragile. I should look fine if I'm going home, and I should be fine.

I wiped my tears, which was very difficult to stop. This tightness is still there, I still want to linger here to calm my heart and mind together with nature.

But if I keep doing that, I won't be able to go home. The street that is minimal lighting will make it difficult for me to find my way home, so I have to hurry.

"As if april you can! Don't cry gini, dong already sick. Why not stop hix"

I tried to stop him, but I couldn't. Too sick, I was forced to walk with a state of fixing all the chaos in me, removing tears as hard as I could, tidying up my tangled clothes and hair and fixing a heart that was so tight.

I walked with my hands still trying to wipe away the tears, and it was all done right when I was on the side of the highway.

"I have to go home"

I rushed home, walking down dark streets and more and more vehicles passed by.

"Oh yes tonight tonight is Sunday night, it's worth the streets so crowded"

I kept walking down the street until I got to the door. The clock shows at 20:05, it's too late.

"By the yoke no yes"

I murmured to myself, for others at 20:05 it may be late afternoon or not late at night. But here, it's very late.

I ventured to knock on the door, there was no way I wouldn't go home.

"Assynogaic"

Cetrek

Cetrek

The key is open but not with the door, the thing that opened it I already know it. I opened the door and sure enough I found the back of the henna that walked into the living room.

No one looked at me. Everyone was focused on the tv, but I could see a little if Dad glanced at me.

(Sorry dad)

I can only express her heartbreak, how cowardly I am.

I lay down, in a dirty shirt that I had not yet taken off. My bag hangs in my closet lock, there's no hangers in this room. I changed my clothes and went back to lying down.

(Later on, if everyone has entered the room)

I intended to clean the body, but seeing them gathering I was afraid of disturbing so I decided to wait for them to sleep until I would clean up.