Mila script

School Holidays

The school holidays have finally arrived. A long time to relax from all school activities. Free from burdensome tasks every day and free from the activity of waking up early in the morning to go to school. Free also temporarily from the drama tom and jerry with genx axepink but tucked away longing for the togetherness of Mila and her friends.

Lana knocked on her sister's bedroom door but there was no answer from inside. Lana just went inside and found her brother who was still asleep. Lana stepped closer to the bed. She looked at her brother's sleeping face with a smile, like he was having a good dream. Then he climbed on the bed and jumped up and down there, playing trampolines. He deliberately did so to disrupt Mila's sleep, so that she would soon wake up from her dream.

Her dream turned into an earthquake. Lana rattles Mila's dream and manages to wake her up upset.

Mila saw her sister jump as high as she could on her bed. "Lanaaaaaaa,,,," he shouted but Lana ignored him. He jumped up and down with excitement. "Lana! You're doing this,,,, bothering me to sleep ajaaaa!" Mila covered her head with a pillow.

"Momuuuu,,,! Tetah does not want to wake up." he shouted while continuing to jump high.

Hearing the war in Mila's room makes Mother have to go upstairs to break them up. "You guys, why so much noise?" oceh Mother when she entered Mila's room. He looked at Lana who was jumping around on the bed. While Mila was still cool to sleep with a pillow that covered her head. "Lana,, come down baby. Get down here, don't jump around. How's the bed gonna break?" Mother carried Lana down from the bed. "Mila, you also wake up dear dong. What time is it? It's late, you want to sleep until morning again?" Mom opened the pillow from Mila's head.

"Mother, school is off. I woke up one day, Mom." Mila pulled a blanket over her face.

I pulled the blanket back and picked it up. He also turned off the air conditioner and opened the window of his daughter. "Just up. Take a school holiday or. It has nothing to do with it. Girls can't get up in the afternoon. Quickly go down and eat" he said firmly. Then Mother came out of Mila's room by leading Lana.

Lana stuck her tongue out at her sister. Mila was shaking her lips. Mother's rant was like a long and unrelenting train. Mila stomped her feet on the bed, upset. She gathers the intention to wake up and tidies her messy bed because of Lana. Then she had a lazy chatter about getting into the bathroom.

After bathing Mila went downstairs wearing a small towel on her head. She sat in front of the tv while drying her still wet hair. Lana is watching a cartoon. He ignored his brother sitting next to him. Mila flicked her wet hair at him but did not respond. Suddenly, Mila stood up and turned off the tv and went to the dinner table.

Lana screamed until she wanted to cry. "Mother,,,,,"

"Mila,,, you're a prankster. His sister's watching too." Mother has memorized the ignorance of her two children. We are each other if we are together.

"Replacement. You jumped in my bed." Mila stuck her tongue out at Lana.

Mila laughed and rolled her hair in a towel. Open the fridge and get milk. Put it on the table and open the saji hood. He saw the fried rice that Mom made. Although it is no longer warm but still tempting. Nasfu ate it immediately present and he did not drink the milk he had poured. Mila scooped the fried rice and put the beef-eye eggs on it. Breakfast that is before lunch, can be enjoyed casually without hurrying to go to school.

Finished eating with a glass of water, Mila went to the front porch looking for her father but nothing. Then she went to her parents' room but there was none. Mila doesn't find her father anywhere. He then met his mother who was busy sewing the order of children's uniforms paud.

"Mother, where's Dad? Mila looking for nothing? Dad's gone, huh?" Mila was sitting on the chair next to the sewing machine.

"Work father. What's looking for Dad?" his eyes focused on seeing the clothes that were being sewed.

"Work? Working where? Since when do you work?" Mila doesn't know about her father who's been getting a new job.

"With her friend. It's been a week. I don't know, where do you work but he says he's a driver?" obviously Mother.

"Supir? Is it not heavy?" Mila covered the finished clothes in the mother's sewing.

"All work must be hard, Mila. There is no hard work. But if all this is done with pleasure and meaningful purpose, such as family. The weight will be light" said Mother giving advice to Mila.

Mila listened and tried to understand the advice of her mother. Mila looked towards Lana and she fell asleep while watching television. Mila approached him and turned off the television that was wrong in the audience. Giving a pillow to his only puppet sister and then peppered her tiny cheeks. Then he helped with homework such as tidying up the house and washing clothes. Mom hasn't been able to do it. He was busy chasing orders that had passed the time.

Cleaning the kitchen and washing dishes. Mila turned to the back of the house to wash her clothes. Put all the clothes in the washing machine. Fortunately there was a machine that could help him with his homework otherwise,,, perhaps, he would have chosen to go to school. While waiting for clothes that are being worked on by the machine. Mila took the broom and the pengki and turned to the living room. Clean the tv room to the front of the terrace of the house, in proceed with mopping the entire room. After everything was done, Mila turned to the back again to lift the clothes that had been completed in the wash and sun it in the already very hot sun.

School holidays are only a fantasy for him because schoolwork turns into home duties. It's not just leha-leha lying in bed while reading an unfinished novel. But it's okay he did it with pleasure to help his mother. After drying, Mila went back into the house and sat beside her mother with a long sigh of fatigue after doing all the housework.

Mom smiled. "Mom's son's son, tired huh?"

"Huh,, good. How about being a mom, huh? Everything is done every day, not to mention cooking and sewing clothes orders. Mom, great,,,!" Mila gave a thumbs up to her mother with a tired face.

Mom just smiled while covering the clothes she had finished sewing. Mila downed a full glass of water and then went back to helping mom pack the clothes into plastic.

"Mil, if it's all plasticized. You take the cardboard next to the tv cabinet." Mila nodded.

After finishing the last one, Mila went to pick up the cardboard. While picking up the cardboard, a plastic dropped from the tv cabinet. Mila took it and looked at it, it turned out that it contained medicines. "Mother, whose medicine is this?" she then gave the plastic she found to her mother.

"Medicine?" I took the plastic and looked at it. "Not a mother. Is this Dad's?" said wonder. I didn't know about her husband being sick.

"Dad sick?" ask Mila curious.

"Mom doesn't know, try later I ask ya. You keep it in its original place." I didn't think much of it and thought it was just ordinary medicine. He refocused his order again.

Mila put back her medicine while asking inwardly. What pain is Dad? Why don't you know about the pain? Not as usual? Not a bad disease, he thought. Mila then went back to helping mom until it was over. Put the uniform that has been packed into the cardboard and arrange it neatly.

"Mila, can you help me to deliver these clothes to Mother Sari's house? Who has a paud school in the complex next door. The house is close to the house of Yana, different from three houses only. A whisper? I have a review about later in the afternoon but Ibu Sari asked to be delivered as soon as possible." asked Mommy with a pleading tone.

"okay, Mum. I'll take you later but Mila will play for a while to Yana's house."

"Carely a minute? Where can it be for a minute. You came home at 9pm when you played at Yana's house." Mother memorized the habits of her son. Mila likes to forget the time when she's with Yana.

Mila blushed. "After a day, Mom. Mila between her uniforms. Now it's so hot." said Mila and Mom nodding.

She also felt sorry to see her son cleaning the whole house and helping to finish all his work. Mother let Mila rest for a while while waiting for the sun to be more friendly. Mila went up to her room, splashed her body into the bed while checking her phone. He hoped to get a message from Tian but there was no news from him.

Mila took a deep breath and thought positively. Maybe there the signal is difficult but where maybe people are has no signal, he thought. Mila decided to send a message to Tian first and wait for a reply from him. Mila waited 1 minute, 2 minutes, 10 minutes passed until she finally fell asleep but soon her phone rang. Tian called him and missed because Mila was fast asleep.

Mila is awakened by the exciting voice of Lana playing with her friends in the yard. Mila rubbed her eyes and looked at the window that presented an orange color in the afternoon sky. Mila looked at her phone screen and the missed call from Tian was listed there. He put down his phone again and had no intention of calling back his girlfriend. Thought free.

After taking a shower, Mila went to deliver the uniform order that I placed on her. Mila drove it by motorbike, all afternoon walks. Things he has rarely done since sitting in the 12th grade. Busy busyness due to the tasks that accumulate, making the time a lot seized. Not to mention the group work that consumes a lot of time. Also his name is the final class. Yes, you have to prepare for the time to be seized a lot with tasks that are reliable.

Mila stopped her motorbike in front of the house painted in ivory yellow with a clean white fence. Mila got off the motor and squeezed the bell that was next to the fence. Nobody's coming out. "Assalamualaikum, Sari's mother." Mila said a greeting while half shouting. Long enough Mila waited for the owner of the house to come out. He pressed the bell repeatedly and said hello again up to 3 times. A woman of the same age as her mother came out of the house.

"Vaalaikumsalam. I'm sorry so long." said Ms. Sari out of the house. Then came to Mila and opened the gate for her. "you're Diah's mother's son huh?" tanyakanya.

"Gpp, Mom. Yes, I am Mila. Take uniform orders. I can't go between because there's a lecture in the next-door neighbor." Mila brought 2 boxes containing uniforms, helped Bu Sari bring another cardboard.

"Come, Mil. Put it there." point it out when you enter the house.

Mila put it on the table that Ms. Sari ordered. "okay, Mum. Here's the message note." gave the note that mom accidentally put on the cardboard. "Do you want to check first, ma'am?" ask to make sure everything is appropriate.

"No, Mila. Mom believes. Yes, this is the rest of the payment." Ms. Sari handed over the rest of the uniform money.

"Thank you, Mom." Mila accepted it and put it in her pants pocket. "Well, ma'am. If less something says yes." Mila said goodbye to him.

"Together, Mila. Greetings to your mother." Bu Sari drove Mila to the bike.

Mila blames the bike and goes straight home. He did not stop by Yana's house because he brought the money that Bu Sari left him. He had to give it to Mom first. Fear will disappear but when passing Yana's house, it turns out Yana is washing her favorite vespa and sees Mila passing in front of her house. Mila flashed without even glancing at him at all making him directly spray water at him.

"Geez, Yana!" mila shouted to stop her motor.

Yana laughed happily. He had already guessed the reaction of Mila who would be angry at him. "A snob!" he said, throwing his face away.

"Oh, great! Wrong, even throw your face away. Anything else,,,!" Mila parked her bike and came to Yana in annoyance.

"Eitth, forward I flush you!" Yana is ready with a water hose in her hand.

"Ngancem you yes! I took a shower to know! Play flush-siram." Mila takes the ground and throws the ground into the vespa motor that has been washed clean by Yana.

"Mila,,,! Shit luh! I'm clean of this,,,!" this time, Yana was angry with him.

"Bodos! You started it." He took the ground to throw again at Yana's motorbike.

"Milaaaaaaaaaa,,,,,!" Yana held her hand. "Okay, Sorry! But don't get dirty anymore, tired I clean it. You know that he took a bath for a long time, "what he meant was his favorite Vespa.

"Yes anyways. You're busy what cake, dating cake. This is mah vespa aja that you take care of. Okay, Sorry, Yellow too." Mila rubbed Yana's beloved vespa. Yellow is Mila's favorite call for a Yana vespa. He also became his favorite because he was always loyal to take him everywhere without ever breaking down at all. Mila snatched the water hose and cleaned up the Yana vespa again.

Not without the intention of him seizing the hose. Yana took another washcloth and washed the dirty parts back. Mila helped rinse it off after it had been given soap. After the vespanya back clean, now it's Yana's turn to clean Mila. Mila sprayed water at Yana with pleasure because her revenge was avenged directly.

"Yahaha rasain! So don't like the prank of being a person," Mila ended the revenge and immediately turned off the faucet and folded the hose. She doesn't want Yana to return the favor by spraying water on her again.

Yuna came out hearing the furore created by the two of them. He shook his head and was laughed at by Mila. Yuna then went inside again and let the 2 companions fight.

"Well bye, Mil. Your prank,," Yana squeezed her wet clothes.

"Yes wet shrimp also from earlier. You also want to shower. Yes, yes, I went back first. Dahh,," Mila flirted away but her clothes were directly pulled Yana.

"That's a big deal you. Usually stop by for a long time. Where are you going anyway?" tanyanya.

"Abis nganter Mom's uniform order. Here I bring the money left over. It's not good, I'll wait. I play tomorrow. I was busy today." he lamented.

"Tumben didn't ask for my anterin?" lips weaving.

"Wind repeatedly. I brought a mulu bodyguard." Mila spoke while running timidly Yana raged said bodyguard.

"Basar lu! Look out for you!" threaten Yana while laughing too. Mila waved her hand and went home. Yana smiled and stuffed her vespanya into the veranda of the house.

Mila parked her bike and saw Dad coming home from work. Mila smiled looking at him but then her face turned flat. He saw Father's face was very pale. Dad turned off the engine and took off the helmet he was wearing. Dad greeted Mila with a pushy smile. Mila shook her hand and it felt cold.

"Daddy sick? Daddy's hand is cold? Dad's face is pale too?" mila's tone of voice sounded very worried. He recalled the medicine he had found earlier this afternoon.

"Daddy gpp, soy sauce. Come in yuk, already want magrib." Dad took Mila into the house.

Dad walked with a very limp body. Mila sat her down on the chair and immediately took a glass of water for her. "Dad eaten?" wipe the sweat off his father's forehead.

Dad just shook his head while leaning his head on the chair. Adjusting his breath that sounded claustrophobic. Mila tried not to panic and went to the kitchen to bring food. Mila came again with a plate filled with rice and vegetables. As well as carrying plastic medicine that he believed was his father's medicine.

"Dad, eat first. Take the medicine."

Mila stirred the rice and blew it away so it wouldn't get too hot when eaten. Although not very tasteful but I tried to swallow all that food. Don't want to make Mila worried or disappointed. But at the fifth feed, his stomach felt nauseous and could no longer swallow food. Mila stopped him and gave me a drink. Mila opened the medicine plastic and read it.

Mila doesn't know all the drugs. It looked foreign to him and did not seem to be a cure for an ordinary illness. "It's Dad's medicine, right? What is this drug, Dad? What is it that you're sick really?" her question was full of worry with eyes that held back sorrow.

"It hurts a lot, honey. Here." stretched out his hand asking for the drugs.

Mila gave it to me and soon I swallowed all the drugs. Mila looked at her father's face anxiously. Hope if the pain, just ordinary pain. He was really anxious to see her but Dad convinced himself that everything was fine. The smiling father assured his daughter. Mila breathed a sigh of relief. He clasped my hand and kissed her warm.

I came and saw a rare sight. The closeness of her husband and daughter but when approaching she was shocked by her husband's face that looked pale.

"You why? You sick?" checking her husband's forehead.

"Gpp, Mom. It's all taken care of the same Mila." pulled a hollow smile to appease his wife.

"Go to the room. It's cold in here. I helped clean your body and change your clothes."

Mom and Mila took Dad to the room. Mila left Dad with Mom in the room to rest more comfortably. Mila then tidied up the dishes and medicine that had been used with tears that wanted to fall. His heart was uncomfortable thinking about his father's health but he had to throw those bad thoughts in his mind.

Mila goes to Lana's room and sees her drawing. Mila went inside and tidied up the toys scattered on the floor. Mila saw what was in the picture of her sister. A picture that tells of his family. Lana drew Dad, Mom, him and herself. Mila smiled happily at the picture and stroked Lana's hair and kissed her.

I heard a cell phone ringing out of his pants pocket. His hand quickly picked up the phone.

"Hi,," said Mila, smiling and going to her room.

"Finally,," sounded his interlocutor who heaved a sigh of relief.

They smile at each other happily from behind the phone. Ask each other the news and their current circumstances. Tell a long story like they have been separated for millions of years. While wanting to penetrate the distance that stretches and meet the hindered miss. Hugging tightly the beloved heart away from sight. Take off the longing on the face that daily fills the heart. Now they could only hear the beautiful voice and crisp laughter that always made longing.

"I miss you" he said with excitement. As if I could no longer remember those words.

The woman blushed. "I am too. Can we meet for a minute through the doraemon door?" candanya.

The man laughed a little. "Should I lend you that?" then they laugh at each other.

"How is Luna's father?" Mila turned the topic of conversation into a serious one.

"He is comatose and critical. There was a serious illness and no one knew it. It seems Om Lukman deliberately covered it from Luna because he did not want to make her worry. But hopefully it can still be healed and Om Lukman can get through his critical period. Help me pray, Mil?" obviously Tian told Mila everything.

"Yes my. Poor Luna. I must be helping you pray from here, Tian. Greetings to Luna, may her father come to his senses soon." Mila remembered her father who was now also sick. Mila was silent her mind drifted somewhere. He himself was afraid that the calamity would befall him as well. Again the bad thoughts came but then he quickly threw away the bad thoughts. Her premonition has been bad ever since she saw those drugs.

"Miles? Why?" I heard Mila not making a sound. "Hello?" looking at his phone, afraid that his phone would suddenly disconnect.

"Yes, Tian. Gpp really, my father's thoughts. Dad's sick too." he's short.

"I don't think there's any more signal. Why is Dad Mil? What pain?" tanyanya's worried.

"Kecapean, he said. Not very sick." She did not want to add to Tian's mind burden and make him even more worried about her.

"May Dad be healthy soon. You also take care of your health. If I hear you're sick, I'll go straight to Jakarta,,,!" with a serious tone.

Mila laughed and forgot her anxiety. "Alright." his smile expands when he hears his girlfriend who is always chatty about her health.

"I love you, Aksara Mila" Tian said amidst Belitung-Jakarta silence.

Suddenly those words sounded again in Mila's ear. The same words but from different people. Mila recalled the incident. The incident where Bian kissed her and said the same thing as what Tian was saying now. Mila shuts her mouth. He was unable to reply to the words Tian had said to him. Though she also waited for the reply of those words for her from Mila's mouth.

"Miles? You hear me?" only silence was heard.

"Yes, Tian. I heard." he said stammered.

But suddenly the phone ends, the signal becomes their barrier again. Tian squeezed his phone. He was anxious at the signal that pulled his phone off. Mila looked at the dark sky out there. He recalled what happened to him with Bian. He had to tell Tian the truth. He did not want to lie to her and had to hear from her mouth straight away. Before Bian frontally said it to Tian. He knew Bian would definitely be as determined as that later but would he accept Tian's reaction after hearing that. Mila was dizzy with her own thoughts.

Then his mind focused again on my health. His eyes closed and prayed to his health. Mila went down again to see Dad to see how he is now. Mila knocked on the door of the room and opened it slowly. Mom sat on the edge of the bed while compressing Dad's forehead. Mila approached Mom and held her shoulder.

"Let's go, ma'am" she said softly in Mom's ear.

Mom gives Mila her little towel and comes out of the room to prepare dinner. Mila looked at her father's sleeping face. Her body temperature is hot. Mila rinsed the compress and put it on Dad's forehead again. Mila's hand clasped her hand slowly and prayed that her heat would soon drop. Mila faithfully compresses Dad hoping that his condition will improve soon.

"Dad, get well soon. Mila was sad to see Dad sick." with a sluggish bow and teary eyes Mila kissed his father's cheek.

Mila got into the bed and slept next to her. Staring at his face while occasionally noticing the breath in his stomach. I don't know why his mind is this scared. Mila fell asleep next to Dad by hugging him. Hoping that by hugging him, his body would absorb the heat from his father's body. Mila wanted to share that pain, just like Dad always did when he was sick.

"Mila." whispered Mother while shaking Mila's body.

Mila came out of the room and sat pensively on the sofa in front of the tv. His eyes are still sad because he overslept while compressing Dad. He then walked to the dining table and poured a glass of water. Then return to the sofa with a glass of water. Mila took the tv remote and as she was about to press it, there was a knock on the door from outside.

"Sik, please open the door." she asked Lana.

"Aa'aah Teteh. I'll take another picture." whine Lana refused.

Mila sighed and struggled limply to open the door. When the door opened, there stood a man she knew. That just crossed his mind a few minutes ago. For a few days he had not seen it. His heart immediately beat fast. The shocked expression on his face could not be lied to. How not, if all he saw was Bian. He came to his house these nights. Without wind, without rain.

"Hi, Miles. How are you?" sapa Bian with a smile was happy to see Mila in front of him.

Can you just disappear from the earth? So that I don't take the trouble to forget you.