
Darren's coming home the other night. This time he did not expect that his papa was waiting for him from earlier in the living room while his mother was restless in her room. With her heart racing, Darren steps home in the hope that her father is asleep.
Tok to tok.
"Assalammu'alaikum" said Darren a little nervously.
Chequek.
"Wa'alaikumsalam! Have you studied the group, son?" asked Lisa hurriedly while giving the code through one eye.
"Ehhm, yes, ma. Sorry I was. . ."
"Here you go, you get in!" Lisa took her son's hand to the bathroom.
"Where do you work in groups? Every night?" ask David in a high tone.
"Mas, it's a friend's house far away. I'm looking for an exam so it's good to study in a group!" answer Lisa.
"That school you are what is this spoiled child of yours? How did you answer?" david asked annoyed.
"Ehhmm," Lisa looked worriedly at her son.
"My friends house near the school, pa!" darren replied.
"Hhh, study here tomorrow! Don't stay at your friend's house!" David's Letters.
"Hmm, I-yes, pa!" answer Darren slowly.
He went to the bathroom to clean himself up.
Who do I want to work with, huh? Mama didn't tell me the reason was the same papa. Inner Darren.
After he finished cleaning himself up, Darren was about to enter his room.
"Here you!" tell David when he sees his son coming into his room.
Darren sculpting. Darren's heart was racing. Lisa rubbed her son's back to be calmer.
"Sana, called papa. . ." whispered Lisa.
Darren approached his father, standing a few steps away from where his father was sitting.
"Sit down!" later decree.
With hesitation, Darren sat down. Deliberately sitting in the corner of the sofa so that it is far from the reach of his father. His eyes are on the floor.
"Why don't you ever ask for money to pay for your school, papa, huh? It's a lot of money, you?"
Darren raised his head, "Ehhm, I. . ." Darren turned to look at his mother.
"Why look at your mama's lyrics? So that man is not a coward! Do not ask for help mama, ngadu mama! Papa never taught you that!"
"Hhmm, I-I asked for the money with mama, pa!" sahut Darren with a trembling voice.
Suddenly David put some money on the table in front of Darren. Blue money mixed with red several sheets.
"Take it for your school! And remember, don't let papa see you work in the workshop again! Understand!"
Darren and Lisa were shocked. They looked at the table without blinking. Didn't expect that his papa would give him a lot of money tonight.
"Why silence? Don't wanna?" david asked in wonder.
"Hmm, make me, pa?" asked Darren nervously.
"You can still hear, right?"
"Hmm, i-yes, pa. Th-thanks!" said Darren then took the money on the table with trembling hands and turned to his mother. Lisa nodded her head.
"Rest there!" David's Letters.
"L-yes, pa!" Darren hurriedly went inside his room. Lisa also entered her son's room.
"Alhamdulillah. The money is saved for your school needs, son!" said Lisa while sitting next to her son who still holds the money given by his father earlier.
"One million, ma!" obviously Darren while showing the sheets of money.
"Hmm, you keep it!"
"Mom need money?"
Lisa smiled, "So papa you've given mama money too, really!"
"Really, ma?"
Lisa nodded her head, "Yes!" lisa's lying.
Don't let Darren know that his papa rarely loves money. Let me do my own business. I want my family to be at peace. David and Darren get along as father and son. Inner Lisa.
Hhh, Darren took a deep breath, "Alhamdulillah. May you change, ma. Mama, don't be tired of her work. Pray that I can make my mom happy."
"Mama is happy now. The most important thing is for the mother, you!"
"Hmm, thank you, ma. I loved me already!"
"Of course mama loves you, son!"
"I love my mom too!"
"I'm full, ma."
"Whoof? What do you eat the same?"
"Hmm, I ate rice with boiled eggs."
"Hmm, where do you have money? Did you only give me five grand?"
"The money yesterday is still there so I can buy some food today, ma."
"Hhmm, thank goodness. Mama wants to rest first." said Lisa then rose from her seat.
"Ma?"
Lia looked over, "What's up?"
"How do I do my job? Should my time stop? I'm comfortable working there, ma. I want after graduation to go to college and work there. The salary is good, ma."
"Hmm, when are you paying? You quit after paycheck, son. Mama's afraid papa you know. Later after graduating from school, then you permit again with your father if you want to go back to work."
"Hmm, I don't know when the payday is, ma. I've had a few sick days off."
"Yes, if it's payday, you say you want to stop first want to focus on the final exam. Say also later after graduation want to work again there."
"Hmm, yes, ma!"
"Yes, you rest!" Lisa then exited her son's room.
Quit work at the Annisa family minimarket. I'm comfortable there. They're all good. When I resigned and asked for work, I did not feel good. Ah, so confused.
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The lesson just finished. It's time for students and students at Darren's school to take a break. As usual, Darren will go to the cafeteria. Although now the cafeteria is not a comfortable place anymore as it used to be, but at least there is crowded so it is still quite safe from his friends who are no longer acting like a friend.
As he was about to head to the cafeteria, he passed the twins Annisa and Alina.
"Sister Darren!" greet Annisa.
"Nis. . ." said Darren.
"No more final exams, yeah."
"Yes, Nis."
"Where do you want to go to college when you graduate?"
"Lecture? Brother doesn't know."
"Hhmm, what do you want to be first. I just found out where I'm going to college."
"Surely, you want to be a successful person!"
"Aamijin! I hope you can be a successful person, yes!"
"Yes, Nis."
"Silver can go to college while working at the minimarket. Later tell me I asked for morning shift what afternoon."
"Hhmm, for example, sister rest first and then ask for work again can not ya, Nis?"
"Wouldn't stop working at the minimarket, why?"
"And soon the final exam brother. You have to learn!" darren.
"Oohh, yes. Of course you can. I'll definitely accept you again, kok!"
"Really, Nis?"
"Of course, brother. My dad is good!"
Darren smiles. Your father is good, Nis. If anyone else would accept me to work. I'm the son of an ex-wife who hurt him. Inner Darren.
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Sorry there are so many typos. Happy reading. Thanks 😊🙏
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