Reaping

Farewell

Eric [6]

"Erik, how are you?" greet Mr. Bakrie when I

sitting on the chair next to my father.

I just finished eating with my wife and kids.

However they still did not finish eating so I decided to return to

my seat.

Actually since earlier during the prayer event together took place

I had a chance to shake hands with Mr. Bakrie. Even though we are not at all

get to chat with each other.

"My news is good" I said with a smile

my father's best friend. "Sir Bakrie himself how are you?"

"My news is good, although before my situation was not too

well," replied Mr. Bakrie implying the question in my mind wanted to

directs what he means by that word.

"What did Mr. Barie experience? Till

father's condition is not very good."

"Over the last ten years I've been lonely.

Ever since I found out that your mother died and your father had a stroke. I

feeling sad to know the fate of my two friends," said Pak

Bakrie with a gloomy face. "Since then your father never again

visit me. A few days ago, I felt happy when

knowing that you're going to hold a prayer together in this nursing home."

I'm very well aware of Mr. Bakrie's character who has always

happy talking. Even if he is in the category of parents. Yet it

always be excited when spoken to by others.

"I'm also happy to see Mr. Bakrie again,"

my answer was flat as if I could still not forget the events of the past.

"Erik, I'm ashamed of you" Bakrie said.

I know what he meant by that. He'll be back

reminding me of the events decades ago between disputes

between my family and her.

"Then why?" I pretended to be plain.

"In the past I used to insult you."

"I don't want to remember the events myself

I've experienced it in the past" I said pretending to have forgotten everything.

Everything that happens to me at any time

it will never be lost in memory.

"We never know what will happen in the future.

I used to insult you as a delinquent who would never succeed.

It turns out my assumption was wrong. You have even become a great person now

and there is one thing that no one else has on you.

You want to take care of Rama in his old age even though he is not your real father. No

like what my kids do. They seem to have forgotten once

having a father like me."

Hearing every word Mr. Barrie seemed to reopen

I opened an old wound. I can no longer hold back. It's time for me

wanted to spit out all the things I felt when he used to insult me in

the past.

"Sir Bakrie, actually all this time though dad and

my mom used to come to this nursing home to visit you. Mr. Bakrie knows

why don't I ever come here? That's because I'm still holding

heartache over all your insults against me in the past."

"I'm so sorry for everything that happened in the

the past. If time could be replayed, of course I wouldn't

something that could hurt you." Slowly look at Mr. Bakrie's face

started changing.

The look in his eyes indicated that there was regret

deep within him over all the things he had done in the past. I

himself somehow felt pity to see the old man's moody expression.

"Well, I'm trying to forgive all mistakes

Mr. Bakrie to me in the past. I don't want to die with a carry

grudge," I replied that finally withered after seeing the look of regret from

Mr. Bakrie.

Ramah. He has successfully cared for and raised you to be a good son."

"I'm actually lucky to have a father like

father Rama."

"Erik, can I have one request

at you?"

I was actually curious about what kind of request

ingj was asked by Mr. Bakrie of me.

"What is it sir?" my many.

"I want to hug you. I haven't been in a long time

getting a hug is like a father getting a hug from

a child."

It turns out that Mr. Bakrie made things possible for my father

get it this long. I cannot imagine myself if I have experienced

fate like Mr. Bakrie. He had to finish the rest of his life alone

without the kids next to him.

"All right," I said, standing up straight from the chair

and walked closer to his chair.

At once Pak Bakrie stood up and he just went straight

embracing me. This is in line with implying that he really is

lonely and very long for the figure of his children who are now out of nowhere.

"Sir Bakrie if you want. Father can consider me

as his own father. And let's just say that the father is hugging the child

the present father has nowhere."

***

"We can't judge someone too quickly

before getting to know the man more closely."

That sentence has been proven to me in my past

I hated Om Rama. I consider all the bad luck that befell my life

because it was caused by that guy. My life has been turned upside down ever since

my real father died. I have no brothers in the world anymore

these. So inevitably I have to go with my mother to the village

his lawn. Surely my new residence is very much different

like the city where I was born.

My mother didn't even know what to work for when she arrived

that village. Eventually, he decided to open a food stall

on a small scale. Remembering himself is good at cooking. At that moment I felt

very bad because I have to adjust the lifestyle as soon as the child

the village in general.

One year since my mother divorced my father. Without me

thought before that suddenly the person I hated so much came to the place

my new stay. I don't know how I felt when I saw Rama's face. Exists

hatred would come out of my heart every time I saw his face.

"Om, why come here? But Om Rama is not

contentment ruined my family's life and became the cause of misery

my life." It was the words that came out of my mouth when I came back

meet.

I don't think about my mother's thoughts. Om Rama who

it was the cause of my parents' second home being destroyed, but my mother would accept it

the man's proposal was several months since his arrival to this village.

I don't know what to do about accepting the truth

bittersweet. When my mother was officially married to Om Rama.

All the hate, anger, and mischievous acts I did

the Om Rama. It was because I wanted to show her that I didn't

likes her. But the treatment I got from him was the opposite of

I've been expecting him all along.

Slowly I began to sympathize with her. Moments

he was so painstaking and willing to take care of me when I was paralyzed because

become a victim of brawl. I don't know since when I felt hate and anger

slowly disappearing to him. I have been misjudging people all along

that's. I also willingly called himself father.

***