Psychologically

I like It

Seen in the painting there is a small Angga, Tante Nina and a Dutch grandfather who already looks old.

Worth the face of Angga there is still his Dutch descent, it makes his more handsome.With a sharp nose, tall body and dimples that make his smile sweeten a hundredfold!, with a sharp nose, his high body and a dimple!,but unfortunately the cold Angga is still rarely seen.

Kuakui Om Ridwan face is no less handsome than Angga face, not much different because Om Ridwan's father was a native of the Netherlands while his mother came from Indonesia precisely in Java.

Can't take my eyes off this painting like there's a meaning behind the old black and white painting, this painting seemed to bewitch me not to go even 1 cm.

I let out a long sigh hoping that my family is also harmonious like the Angga family,but since my birthday last Sunday all that hope changed Dad so often come home late at night Mom always went to play somewhere.I can only swallow the harsh reality that Dad and my mother did not love me.

My body immediately felt cold, like someone had been looking at me from a distance, was that Angga?I walked slowly to Angga's room, afraid of being mixed with curiosity, but my curiosity seemed to overcome my fear.

Seen the door of the room Angga a little open presents a thrilling view.See Angga is struggling with a pile of books that I do not even understand, I do not understand,the book is very thick imagining the contents alone has made me nauseous let alone read the contents at night.

I approached Angga and looked at what he was reading, he was shocked not to play until he said his mainstay oath when I had absolutely no intention of disturbing him.

“Dena?”exclaimed Angga briefly while holding his chest.

I just smiled, like she was still shocked to the point of not being able to say a word.

“What are you reading again?”ask me while sitting on the bed.

Silent as if this cold Angga did not want to be disturbed in his sacred time, I smiled wryly and saw the contents of his room which was mostly decorated in sea blue.

“You seem to like sea blue huh?”I was still amazed by Angga's room.

Angga looked over as if he was interested in this conversation.

“Yes I really like the sea because I met Rara at sea”he explained with a face look difficult to interpret.

I went back to see the contents of the room, quite beautiful but quite boring because the contents are only books, books, books, and the book made my head dizzy.I looked at a vase with faded blue paint on top of which there is a rose that looks withered.

“The rose has withered”gumamku slowly.

Angga did not bother him he was back cool with his world, the world of nerds.I again saw a stretch of bookshelves neatly arranged in the left corner of the room, the room,my attention stopped when I saw one plain white-coated book but there was a bloodstain in front of him.

“5 Psychological It's the world”I read the book's title plan.

“Put the book back to where it belongs!”yelled Angga furiously.

I was shocked and accidentally dropped the book on the floor of the room with a fur carpet.The book even opened to page 77.

“Depression”gumamku slowly.

“You can read it”Angga stood stiffly right in front of me.

I do not understand what he said because he said the sentence in Dutch, whether I am English alone I do not understand let alone the language of the windmill country.

“Hah what are you talking about?”ask while putting the book back into place.Angga only shook his head right when he wanted to issue a word bell rang loudly echoed throughout the room.

I ran enthusiastically to the door, and I guess it was Dad and Mom who were ready to pick me up,even though I knew they had finished fighting still did not make my pleasure fade I hugged both of them feel the warm embrace of both my parents.

They just grinned bitterly at my innocent child-like face, as they both forgot all the trouble they were facing and grabbed my hand to hold.

“Nina Ridwan we go home first yes thank you for taking care of Dena!”I shouted loudly while smiling at me.

It's nice to see my parents back, but my gut feeling is never wrong.It's just the beginning, the real problems are just beginning, the real problems are just beginning,this second on my 15th birthday right as I sit on the High School bench I'm going to pass it.

Graduation day

At about 5 am, I got out of bed and immediately went to the bathroom to take ablution after that I fulfilled my obligation as a Muslim.

After the dawn prayer I immediately took a shower and prepared to go to the Farhana building, a building with all-white walls that has been approved by every student to be used as a place to perform at once Wasana warsa our farewell.

After the shower I hurried to change my nightgown with my pink mother's kebaya with fancy flower knickknacks.

“Mom did not forget ya”batinku.

Father and Mother were already at the dinner table when I was silent on the last rung of the stairs Mother's call broke all my daydreams.

“Dena let's have breakfast Mother has cooked your favorite fried rice”seru Mother while serving fried rice on a plate.

I let out a long sigh, Fortunately, Mom immediately realized that there was no way I would have fallen down the stairs earlier.

Dad is still cool reading the newspaper right in front of me the atmosphere of the dining table feels very warm.Clum just a year lately Father and Mother are more often there for me, more often,they've changed like never before who always leave me until the night before.

Dad is also still humorous although not as funny as before, maybe because of the age factor but not why the origin of this warmth I can still feel.

After finishing breakfast, Mom cleaned our plate dishes while Dad heated up my favorite metallic silver car, Wood the name.

I was standing behind my door wearing the white shoes I just bought last week.

I also wore a hodie that Dad gave me last month right on my 15th birthday.

“Mother,Dena let's go already this afternoon”yelling Dad from outside.

I immediately took Mom's hand and got into Dad's car, I sat in the passenger seat while Mom sat in the front seat.

Cars speeding at speeds are breaking congestion in the capital, so today's traffic jams graduation day makes today's trip quite boring.

At about 8 o'clock the three of us reached the destination, after which we did not go directly into the Farhana building but we stopped by a cafe on the side of the road to buy coffee.

Because I don't like coffee I prefer hot chocolate I relax my body.

“Finally the awaited day has arrived”ucap My father arrived.

I smiled while sipping hot chocolate in my hand.

“Yes our child is already big yes Yah”ansi mother with a touched face.

The three of us went inside, when in the Farhana building I met my three friends Vanya, Ratna and of course my friend Rendra.

Vanya and Ratna look beautiful in a minimalist kebaya suit while Rendra is very handsome with a black suit that he wears, I did not recognize him.

“Pretty crazy actually nih”goda Rendra while crying.

“Young master from where nih”I replied back to teasing.

She folded her hands embarrassed her cheeks until it flushed to hear my temptation.

Ratna is still as usual quiet and unpredictable, even though we always play together in the break from eating in the canteen to the bathroom at the same time.

Our conversation stopped when the host appeared and welcomed the guests present, I sat down next to Father and Mother who were enjoying the welcome meal.

“The event will begin with a dance from the 8th grade that tells of 7 angels who are trapped in the human world,the show continued with the drama Malin Kundang which was presented by students of class 7”seru host with a friendly face.

I yawn bored very bored, but I have to wait until the event is over.After the drama Malin Kundang is shown now the turn of the distribution of awards to outstanding students during their time at Junior High School Intan Jaya.

“Good general champion 3 is Indah Prameswari”pap the host, the sound of applause echoed in the Farhana building.

But strangely the look of a beautiful face even looks grim and sad.

“Continued with the general champion 2,Ratna Antika Monata”follow up the girang host.Applause was getting lively, Ratna then advanced with her thick glasses.

“And the most awaited first general champion with the history of the most outstanding students in Junior High School Intan Jaya is”Seru the host of the event.

“Denaaa!.”A standing ovation accompanied Dena who walked up the stage with her sweet smile, she could not believe what was happening to her at this moment.

This is all thanks to his parents who are always by his side, the head of Junior High School Intan Jaya walked slowly in front of the general champions and then gave prizes in the form of certificates, money, and of course award trophies.

“Dan for Dena please give a message to the closest people and attendees”Celetuk the host while allowing Dena to take over the show.