Recycling

Story with Grandpa

After Grandfather finished preparing the place for the two of us, he approached us with a smile, the shape of a perfectly curved line on the surface of his lips, I stared freely, honestly longing for it.

"The place you two are done. Oh, but before that, you guys just sit here, I'll get you a cake and a cold drink." Grandfather quickly left in front of us.

I noticed a glimpse. It seems to have become a habit of people in this country, before I read on the browser page about this country, if there are guests visiting, he said the main thing for them is to entertain guests, give her a cake and a cold drink, then invite her guests to eat.

A habit that I repeatedly read on one of the internet sites. Whether it was true or not, obviously I just guessed.

JRENGJEAN!

Before long, Grandfather came to us, in his hands carrying three drinks and some cakes, he took them back and forth to walk. I was right, the article was right, not wrong in this, but I almost got lost, if it wasn't right.

After the orderly manner, drinks and cakes were arranged at the table, we sat down to chat together.

Filling up the time, saying the word gradually let out a laugh. Moments later, Wapta reasoned to want to rest, maybe he was tired or what, the glare of his eyes was unpredictable.

He also moved to a place of rest, while I was still at home chatting with Grandpa.

"It's been a long time since I've seen your mom and dad, how are they?" Grandfather asked, honestly making me unable to answer, as soon as these lips froze because of the question.

I saw the glare of Grandpa's eyes that looked astonished at me because I was silent, unable to explain. In the end, the weight of these lips, but I sighed to dare to tell all of those events to Grandpa.

"Grandfather, it's been a long time, ten years ago, when I was seven years old, Dad had an accident, he ran out of blood and died, the incident brought news of deep sorrow for Mother, Mother, shortly after that Mother suffered from one disease and in the end she also caught up with Father, they smiled in nature there, Cake." I said explain. Unexpectedly, those tears fell by themselves.

Grandpa sighed. "Huh, so I do .. I don't know about it, it's only natural that there's no news at all. Quickly, all this time, I often felt worried about their situation," Grandpa replied as he stroked his white beard. But, Grandpa's a tough guy, not like me.

"Before the incident, Mother wrote a letter in this paper ...," I said, showing the paper to Grandpa.

Grandpa took it, read the whole contents. When I finished reading the letter, I saw Grandpa's facial expression startled, he then hugged me again tightly.

"I'm sorry grandfather, because you don't know this, you're seventeen years old, you must have been hard and hard for you to live life alone without the affection of both parents," said Grandpa a little great, even though I have not said my age now. It's possible that, by the time I explained the incident, he knew of my age.

Now, she was also the same as me, tearful, so far, I did not tell her that I was living alone, while Grandpa said it, she probably knew that long from the letter she had read, it's true that all this time I've been living alone, I can't lie.

I who heard Grandfather's words, obviously can only show a smile, so that Grandfather does not feel guilty or sad for something that has passed.

"It's okay. Grandfather, even though I have been living alone all this time, but I am grateful, even it makes my heroic soul appear, I also work in one of the jobs, although the salary is not too big, even though the salary is not too big, that was enough to meet the needs I needed," I said showing a smile.

Though what was spoken from my lips was so much different from the actual conditions, although it could live independently, but the feeling of loneliness because there was no one on this side, he said, it almost made me desperate and dissolved in sadness.

However, for the sake of comforting Grandpa, I told her about life with a spacious chest, a beautiful smile that adorned the face and speech without complaining.

"What do you work for? I am sad to hear this, knowing that the young age you have is instead spent working," said Grandpa as concerned about the conditions I experienced.

"It's okay. Cake, I work as a hauler, but in the end I decided to stop working there" I explained to Grandpa who was looking at me.

"Why did you quit your job?" Grandfather asked.

I slightly shook my head, shrugged my shoulders. "Let's see, there's a reason I can't say, Mother." I said with my face down.

Grandpa patted my shoulder. "All right, then. Now, you're here and you live with your grandfather here, that woman is she your boyfriend?" ask Grandpa in a comforting tone. I looked back at him.

Grandpa was curious, his face seemed to start teasing me for a laugh.

I'm shaking fast. "Bu—no, Grandpa was too exaggerated in judging. Oh, yeah does Grandpa live alone, where's Grandma?" my answer is to divert the conversation.

"Ah, Grandma? She, exactly an hour ago, before you came, your grandmother was out of the house, she was out shopping for home goods, when she came later must have been surprised to see you were here."

"Does Grandma speak Indonesian like Grandpa?" my many.

Grandpa shook his head. "Your grandmother doesn't speak Indonesian because she's not interested in Indonesian, it's different from me. I learned Indonesian because of an interest that made me want to learn it."

"How can you speak Indonesian, do you study alone?"

"Grandfather learned from your father, the length of the story if I tell you."

At that time, Grandpa looked up, staring at the ceiling of the room, in the end he agreed to tell the beginning of the interest that made him learn Indonesian. Through Dad, he learned he said.

Before that, Grandfather seemed to let out a long sigh, I clearly heard him. However, not wanting to reprimand, I focused on listening, actually waiting for Grandpa to tell it.

"Alright, Narak. In the past, God somehow brought together the fate of your parents, I also did not know about their meeting. However, it was January, your father declared his love for your mother, he came directly to this house to propose, I accepted the proposal."

Thank goodness, now that Grandpa really told her about it, I'm happy. Father's meeting was fleeting, but to me it was quite effective, maybe Grandfather was among those who were reluctant to ask about the past of the two of them, a little strange to me. Not wanting to drag on in daydreams, I went back to reading Grandpa's story.

"Since your father lived with me, I heard your parents talking to each other in Indonesian, gradually I liked the language they spoke."

"Then at one time, your father was out of activity, I went up to him and asked him many questions about Indonesian until I really understood and could speak it."

I listened to Grandpa's story while nodding, watching calmly. Not bored, the story is fun, I like it.

Pretty long. Grandpa told me so bluntly, even as if I had entered into his story. Now, that story had run out he showed.

"Oh, so so, cake. From the beginning, it seemed like both of my parents were in this country, then how could they live in Indonesia and part with grandfather, what's the story, Kek?"

I questioned a little long, naturally. I love Grandpa's story, don't want it to end, want to keep listening to it.

Grandfather just nodded. "Seventeen years ago, before you were in this world—"

"Eeh, That's overkill, Cake!" I ambushed quickly.

Grandfather seemed to laugh a little because he heard my words like that, not wanting to drag on, for a moment he stopped his laughter.

"So some time later, three months passed, your mother was pregnant, that moment I was so excited to hear it."

"After that, what happened, Cake?" I often cut Grandpa's story, but Grandpa has not finished telling it, but it's okay, Grandpa was like happy.

"At that time, nine months passed and you were born in one of Bangkok's hospitals(Thai: ⁇ ) I liked and was so happy to get a call from the hospital."

"One quick question, what is the baby? They answered the man. I'm getting carefree and smiling profanity."

Suddenly, I remembered the TimeTravel incident in the form of a flashback that happened that night, when Mom gave me the name Narak.

"When the phone rang, I was at work guarding this shop, when I received the call it was a bit nervous and after hearing it, I was at work looking after the store, I rushed to the hospital to see your mother's condition and also wanted to meet my sweet and cute grandson," Grandfather said as he pinched my cheek, I was quite silent listening to everything.

"After arriving at the hospital, I made haste to where your mother was, and there was already your father, he accompanied her affectionately. Before long, he advised your mother to give you a name."

"Your mother told me to give you a name, but I couldn't, when it was hard to deny and try to find an excuse, of course she finally understood."

"Then your father handed everything over to your mother to give her the name she eventually chose Narak."

"The reason for all that is because your mother noticed how adorable you are, how cute your face is, that's a glimpse of your name."

Grandfather explained it seriously, whereas I had known the reason, at that time, was still vague, the flashbacks that occurred at night had shown the incident, which was, it's just that the flashback wasn't as detailed as Grandpa had told him.

Grandpa sighed again. "After your age is even a year, your parents decided to return to Indonesia and start their lives there, time passed quickly, not expecting you to come here, not knowing, and what happened to those two really I don't know about any of that."

Now, Grandfather shed tears after telling me all that, I can only be silent and also feel the pain, somehow, it is difficult to avoid it.

Honestly, at that time, in my mind again arranged a messy word. "The human instinct, an event. At first glance the memories that were missed, gone, gone, somehow feeling received, almost exhausted all the despair and energy to get rid of it, seemed sadness like a cloudy cloud that covered the beautiful sunlight."

..."การแสร้งยิ้มบางครั้งมันง่ายกว่าการอธิบายว่าทำไมเราถึงเศร้า...

...---...

...Sometimes a smile is easier than explaining why we are sad....

No, it's all inexplicable. I know it and obviously know the details, absolutely, don't ask. Quite quietly contemplating, that's all. You know everything about something I'm dealing with, no. In fact, you don't feel it, exactly like I feel it.