
Instead of thinking about his father who did not necessarily think about it, he returned engrossed in writing again. Although still a bit of trouble, but he thought it was fun. There was something he could not say clearly, which he clearly found very exciting.
For the first time after 17 years of living in the world he felt a pleasure that he had never enjoyed before. Though the lesson of making a story first is something that he does not like. Not just making stories, he used to hate school.
At that time his grades were mostly still substandard, he was very difficult to accept the lessons taught at school. The results obtained now are the fruits of his hard work of learning. It's actually very difficult, but he's forcing himself.
He believes, in this world there are people who are geniuses without learning and also because of their hard work . Damar put himself in the second group. Because all this time he also got everything through effort that is not easy.
While writing, it suddenly occurred to his heart a very extraordinary desire for a beginner. Especially if it's not the story in the movie . He had seen several films based on novels. he wanted to one day be like them too .
If that happened, his name would definitely be known to many people. Everyone praised him voluntarily. Not to forget also the fans who snaked asking for his signature.
The dream of a beginner is always too high. So high that he forgot to bring a parachute so as not to feel pain if reality is not as beautiful as a shadow. Many people have similar dreams, but only a small part is able to pass through obstacles that are quite difficult to reach them. Most people voluntarily leave such a beautiful dream for many reasons.
After he finished a story, he read it again. Look at everything seriously. A slight smile was seen on his lips, he felt his writing was better than that day. He hopes that in the future his writing will always increase, both the number of words and the quality of the story.
***
After a long time in the room, he decided to go out as well. His throat was so dry, he decided to go to the kitchen . Before reaching the kitchen, he saw his father was watching TV alone in the middle room. But her mother went nowhere. Whether they go home or not, it seems that each one no longer cares. Now, they look more like strangers forced to be in the same house. There was no romance between them.
"HM... Well, where were you going?" before saying the purpose and purpose is better to talk first.
"Well, I'll gather at home. I guess we haven't been gone for a long time."
"Dad's too busy anyway. Damar from yesterday. But if not before now. Rain is great for going out. "
"Continue?"
"Where is Sunday night tomorrow? It is very crowded. You're still here, right on Sunday night ?"
"Dad seems to be here only until Friday. After that maybe a month later just came home again "His father slightly objected
"Not exciting. Yes, take a walk on Friday night. It's the same as mbak kunti later."
"Yes how else. Usually only that night. Dad first yes. It was a terrible thing," after saying that, Damar's father immediately left. The ones left behind are silent.