Of me and my heart

Managing Documents.

After a day of taking care of various letters that must be done, it was finally finished as well. I immediately looked for food because I felt my stomach was so hungry before being driven home by someone who had picked me up.

After eating, I headed for the car. In the car still remains the same that remains alone with the person, because two people who also take care of the documents had been with the person who picked him up.

The car drove away from the finger cop area (I forgot what the name of the building is, I'm sorry).

I glanced at the young man who became my throat. He was so young, I initially thought he was just a tekong kid who deliberately picked me up. But it turns out I was wrong. It was the throat that took care of my departure.

"Why is it that you keep watching ...? A handsome?"

The words successfully made me turn away from being caught glancing at him, I was really embarrassed at that time. Not because I was interested in him but because I was just curious, because he was so young but already great at this. It might be possible to make sure the young man beside me is twenty-two years old.

I focused my attention on the outside of the window. This was the first time I entered the Surabaya city area, it turned out that the view of the city with the village was very different.

...****...

At exactly seven o'clock in the evening I finally reached home, the tekong had delivered me just in front of the highway alone, because my house with the highway was fifty meters away. So the tekong can't take me directly to the front of the house.

When I wanted to get out the teapot earlier held my hand, I turned around and looked at her with a questioning look. The young man beside me just smiled and said. "Later when your passport is ready so I'll call, to tell you when you're leaving."

I just nodded my head and came out with my hand still held by the young man without any intention of saying thank you or good night to him, really I used to be like a kid who didn't know manners.

"Sir, I go home ...," I said when I was in front of the house with a slightly raised voice.

He came out of his room with the newspaper he was holding. "Home home ...? Quickly clean your body and go to sleep."

I nodded, then left my father who had been sitting in the front row. I laid my body down for a moment because I felt a little tired.

"Haaaah .. Shall I leave my own father here?" I muttered to myself and then got up and headed for the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later ...

I'm done cleaning myself up. Then headed out because I wanted to make sure my father was where, when I got to the door I saw him still with the newspaper he read. I approached him too.

"Mr ...?"

My father looked at me and said. "Not slept?"

I shook my head slowly. "Not yet ... soon I enter sir, emmm father has eaten?"

"So I bought rice at your aunt Rus' shop" he said without turning his eyes to the paper.

I nodded small. "Mr ...?"

"Hmm ...? Why rin?" saith.

"If I leave later, who will take care of you here? Bak Kamila won't come home to take care of you."

You stop the show reading it, then face me while patting my shoulder slowly.

"You don't worry, you can go to your grandmother's house if you want to eat" he said, calming me who had shed tears.

I wiped my tears that had flowed. "If you don't want me to leave, I can cancel it sir."

Father shakes. "Heiii ... remember that you have spent a lot of money for your existence," he said, "Today, it's okay for you to leave, the father here is fine after all there is Agus," tenguskan.

"Father sure son, I want you to be successful in the future. Not feeling any more distress because the father is not able to give the children of the father you want," he said with a long sigh.

"Sir, we didn't expect anything from you. Precisely me, bang danum and mbak-mbak me the others are very lucky to get a father like father," I said while smiling at the figure of the hero who was in front of me.

"Already! It's already! Hurry up you sleep you must be tired. Hurry up to your room" asked the father and pushed slowly to keep me away. I just smiled at my father's behavior, I knew he was trying to hold back his tears because I was still beside him.

I turned to my room and left my father on the porch.

Two weeks later ...my phone rang loudly on my bed, I who was in the living room immediately ran towards the room to pick up my phone that rang.

"Number not known?" I said, I picked it up, "Hello ...?"

"Hello ... Is this really Karin?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"This is me mbak, mas tekong who takes care of the documents mbak Karin," he said across the street.

"Oh, yes. Why mas?" my spoken.

"Look, I'll leave tomorrow night I'll pick up at four in the afternoon."

DEG!!!

'Why should it be so sudden.' My mind.

"Why is it so sudden? I haven't prepared the stuff yet," I asked a little annoyed.

"Yes, mbak because at the airport there are strict rules so that in order to escape at the airport must leave at midnight tomorrow" he explained.

I rubbed my face while massaging my temples that felt dizzy suddenly. "All right, then."

I also cut off the cell phone. I sat in bed thinking about what to say to my father. I went out to approach my father.

"Sir ..," called me when I saw you eating.

"Sunday, here .. would you like to eat?" he said as he thrust the plate towards me.

"I'm still full sir. Emm sir ...? My throat called, he said that my departure was tomorrow night and he would pick me up at four in the afternoon" I told my father.

"Well, son, let you meet your brothers soon" he said.

"But sir-" hasn't finished talking you've cut it.

"Father it's okay rin," he said and said again, "Now you're cleaning up the clothes you want to bring! I'll help you but I want to finish your food first."

...****...

Finish with everything you brought. I put myself to sleep by staring at the ceiling of my room which is nothing but orange-colored precarious with wood as its containment.

Without thinking about anything else I fell asleep because of the tiredness of attacking.

The next morning I woke up to buy breakfast because I couldn't cook. This is why I say that I am only a burden on the family for not being able to cook food for the father himself.