Not the Dust Granules

Not the Dust Granules
Irene Wijaya



"Finally,,,,,,,, I graduated cumlaude".Father and mother will certainly be proud of me.In vain their struggle so far, financed my college and my sister's school Laura Wijaya.Now it's my turn to make them both happy.I'm sure with this achievement, I'm sure, it would be easy for me to be accepted into a reputable company.


Irene Wijaya was the first daughter of my father and mother, Hadi Wijaya and Sinta Wijaya.We come from a family with a low economy.I and my sister attended school with a scholarship program.My father was only a private employee with a low salary,just enough to eat for a month because it has been cut contract and some installments.


My mother has 5 sisters.Kelim is a successful businessman.Here my grandmother did not agree mother married my father who is only a poor person.Grandmother always insulted father every time he visited the house.Added the five siblings mother who also has a nature and bad temper.They did not hesitate to act rude and disrespectful just to insult the father.Then, since then, the mother decided not to go home or visit the grandmother's house.


Mother does not want to hurt the heart of father because of the insults of the mother's siblings.Let them live poor family home from father and mother always get along well and peace.


I came home with a happy heart.


I have submitted job applications to several well-known companies in this city.While waiting for a work call, I can continue my part by washing and ironing clothes belonging to neighbors in my complex, the result can be to increase the money to shop mother.


"You've come home Irene????, this is the mother wants to nitip clothes to be washed and ironed, please do you take it, later after you finish bringing it here right!!".


"Good Mom".


I brought my mother meta's laundry home.


They already believe in mothers because the results of the laundry are always clean, neat and fragrant.


No wonder, many complex mothers are subscriptions to my mother.


"How did Irene go??" asked the mother when she saw me enter the house.


"I graduated cumlaude Bu, my GPA is 4.85 Ma'am, it's not in vain that I struggled all this time".


"Good,,,,,, you're happy to hear it".


"What's your next plan, son??".


"I have submitted job applications to several companies recommended by the campus Bu".


"Died waiting for a work call".


"O..ya Ma'am, this is Ma'am meta's laundry, later let Irene do it, I just rest first".


"Ah ..tanggung, here let me wash you guys, you will just iron it".


"Beres Ma'am....".


She and her sister Laura often peddle food around the complex while still in school.


She was not ashamed at all because it was also to help her school fees.


Now when he was an adult, Irene also often offers merchandise through social media.By taking advantage of a little, but the customer has a lot.


Irene who also has a hobby of writing, often sends her work to the novel application.Although currently not contracted and not yet paid, she still pursue her hobby while being free.


Today Irene orders a lot.She will have to deliver goods several times to her customers.But at home jobs also accumulate.


"Mom, while waiting for the clothesline to dry, Irene can come out for a while??".


"Where are you going in the afternoon, son?".


"I need a minute, ma'am, all looking to find work while waiting for a call".


"Alright...be careful on the road".


"Yes Mom".


Irene rode her favorite bike.She had to go to her friend's house to pick up merchandise according to the order.After that she had to deliver to the homes of her customers.


While busy cycling suddenly from behind there was a speeding car grazing Irene's bike.Irene fell across the street.


Instead of helping, the driver only looked a little later forward his car back.


The people who helped Irene chased after the car and cursed, but as if they didn't care, the car still didn't stop.


"If you want to report, I've recorded the license plate number mbak".


"No need mas, I'm fine, thank you very much for the help.


"It's his car's license plate number in case I ever see you again with that car".


"People like that should be taught a lesson, let's not be arbitrarily on the road".


"It's okay, you know, rich man".


"O..iya I'm Irene mas".


"I'm Doni mbak, this is my phone number please save mbak, who knows later need witnesses"."Ok...mas, I'll call you later"


After saying goodbye to each other, the two continued their journey.


Good young man and handsome too.


Irene was late to Yuni's house.


The incident on the road had really messed up his schedule.Fortunately Irene just blisters, if not, surely not only his schedule was chaotic but his entire life, just because of the damn man.


"Where have you been Irene???? mbak has prepared from earlier the merchandise".


"Sorry madam, my bike was dragged by people on the street earlier, but I'm good".


"Geez.....kok can, keep the crashman indemnity??".


"Boro-boro mbak,, the guy's running away!!!!, that's the fucking guy".


"Yes, what matters is that you're okay".


"This is your order mbak already prepared, the payment as usual you transfer later".


"Beres!!!, I say yes, it's too late".


"Yes......be careful!!!!!!!


Nisa rushed to deliver the orders of the customers.Jam 3 pm she just arrived home.


Not immediately rest, he ironed all the clothes of the mother customer.After completion he immediately delivered to the house of each customer.


"This is Mom, money from mom's customers".


Mother received the money Irene gave, set aside some and gave it to Irene.


"This is for you, son".


"No, ma'am, Irene's still there, that's just for mom's hold".


"But you need a son too".


"Mom don't think about Irene, Irene there's still a little Ma'am, don't worry".


Mother felt sad because she was still young, Irene had to bear the burden of her parents' lives.


"Ah....sorry your parents, son, can not make you two happy".


Unconsciously tears dripped from the eyes of the mother.So heavy struggle Irene only for the sake of a decent life, the burden that you never share with anyone only you are self-serving.


Mother hopes and prays that someday her two children will achieve success.Can lift the dignity and dignity of both parents.


Even if now they are still down, maybe God has not given a way, Maybe there is still a long journey that must be passed by Irene. But someday I'm sure Irene will pick up her own happiness.