Mother's Diary

First Sheet

A nice Saturday morning excited me. Mommy has left for work and today is overtime because there is a fashion show and mother who is the disigner must be present. Because at home I decided to continue reading mother's diary.

*Surabaya, April 18, 20xx

Dear diary,

I don't know since when I want to write a daily story that I live, maybe this is from the consequences of loneliness that I experience. Honestly, I do not know what to live the future life like, it feels like to catch up with father and mother who are now calm on the side.

Diary, for almost 2 weeks now I feel my body tired faster, I want to stop working but how can I survive if I do not work.

If his beloved did not leave me alone I might not be tormented like this, but his desperation not to vote for me would be appreciated.

Diary, I work as a waitress at the cafe, sometimes there is envy to see a couple who are joking, I want to repeat the courtship period as before, but fate does not allow me.

I'm still grateful that I'm alive and alone and always feeling as lonely as I am tonight, only you are a diary friend.

Diary, friends at the Tropical cafe are all very good, they want to be friends with me, I am very grateful for that, cafe owner Bu Bertha initially accepted me because I felt sorry for my life story, even after she heard my story, she wanted me to be her son, but I refused because it was bad, enough for me to accept me to work as her man.

Tomorrow I'm going to the doctor after work to check my body, hopefully all is well*.

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After reading the first sheet of my mother's diary I wonder who I mean by 'he is dear' is that my father? or just a girlfriend?

Honestly until now I never know who my father is, every time my brother and I ask about my father, my mother's face is always sad, my mother's face is always sad, because of that both my brother and I never asked about my father for fear of making my mother sad.

It's noon, because bored I better clean the house and wash clothes to reduce the burden on the mother, I will also cook so that later at night you just have to eat tampa cooking or buy food.

*kringgg...

ringgb*...

"Already mother, mother do not forget to eat lunch well do not take soybean"

"You want to bring something later?"

"No need mother, I happened to cook earlier bun"

"Wah mother's son is great, good - good at home well, do not let strangers into the house, do not forget to check the stove"

"Good mother....Assalamualaikum"

"Girishal"

That's my mother, no matter how busy she is, mother always had time to call to find out the condition of her children, even the brother who is now in the boarding school does not escape the attention of the mother.

Not knowing what to do, I chose to contact Arya's brother.

"Assalamualaikum bang Arya, does Zahrra bother?"

"Walaikumsalam brother, what's the matter tumben nelfon? All good - all right?"

"Thank God good ko bang, bang can find out about dad no?"

"You mean? Why do you suddenly want to find out about Dad? do you know anything?"

"So Zahra accidentally read the mother's diary, apparently the mother had lived in Surabaya and worked at Tropical Cafe owned by Bertha's mother. I know even though you're at the cottage, but you can definitely get any information"

"Yes my brother also knows that you won one smart race carefully last week.....Well later you try to find out, if you know something you call brother again well....Assalamualaikum my dear sister"

"Waalaikumsalam nyebelin' brother"

I wonder where you can get information about me, even though you haven't told me yet.