Pink Love

Father's Advice

On Sunday morning he went to his teacher's house, as a student. Teachers are his parents too. Every problem in life that is difficult to solve by yourself, sometimes it is also necessary to have a dialogue with someone older and full of the salt acid of life.

"Please drink the tea first" said the teacher to his guests.

"What do you need to know if you can?" ask the teacher after the guest sips warm tea in a glass.

"Anu Guru, I came here first with the intention of friendship, sorry Master I have not been here for a long time and only this time I can go to the teacher's house." The teacher smiled.

"The second intention I came here, wanted to ask the teacher for advice, happened to be a little stumbling block in my family. Look teacher, my eldest son happens to be married, but the problem is that my son does not seem to like our chosen husband as a parent." The teacher nodded in understanding, to then smile.

"In that life there are only problems. yesterday there were guests complaining to quickly get a mate, is now there again. I got a mate, but I don't want to. This means that he does not know the pleasure of family life" said the teacher while chuckling. The student smiled at the teacher's words.

"Yes wait a minute" said the teacher as he stepped inside his house. A moment later, the teacher had already returned to meet his student in the living room. "This is sugar to make your coffee drink mixture at home and the rest sprinkle the sugar in your child's room" said the teacher while thrusting a small plastic containing sugar.

"So if you want to make coffee, use this sugar as a mixture for coffee. And the rest of the sugar was spread in the bridal room." said the teacher repeated.

"Good Teacher." said the student nodded in understanding.

"Then, I beg you to say goodbye to Master" said the disciple.

Upon arrival at home, Yuli appears to be helping mothers in the kitchen prepare their dinner needs. "Tumben, how do you make your own coffee?" Ask mom wonder.

"It's okay Mom, it just so happens that today you again want your own coffee" he replied. Like a message from his teacher, the remaining sugar was half he sprinkled in Yuli's room. This afternoon, the look on his face looked calmer like yesterday was always angry.

"Mom, today you want to say something to Yuli, so please call her here." said the father. Without asking, mother immediately got up to call Yuli in her room. Mom and Yuli were facing my dad in the middle of the house.

"Sit down!" say father to Yuli. Yuli sat obediently, while the mother stepped three jengkal to sit in a long chair with her father.

"Listen well, Yuli, this is the last time you want to talk to me. After this, I won't talk anymore." Mother just silently listened to the father's words, while Yuli submissively looked at the ceramic floor below.

"The obligation of the Father as a parent: one, to give a good name to his child at birth. Second, educate your child well. Third, marry her son. As a parent, these three things have been done. So now I have no right to guide you anymore. The next duty to guide you is your husband. If you do not want to be guided by your current Husband, then the Father and Mother as parents feel failed in educating you all this time." Yuli could only be silent and shed tears on her cheeks while listening to the words of the father that pierced her heart.

"Now that you are free to determine your way of life, the next duty of Father and Mother is to educate your sister Aris to be a good child and obedient to parents." You were silent for a moment, while Yuli's tears were pouring down her cheeks.

"Already Ma'am." said the father finished his words. Mother then got up to guide Yuli back to her room. Yuli wiped away the tears that fell on her cheeks, while the night continued to run quite quietly, propagating every strand of time, guiding the worry in a deep.