Rhinayung
Little Story of My Father
This morning, I went to school uninspired. Even the sun does not appear, because it is blocked by cloudiness. But I hope it rains when I'm at school and it subsides in the afternoon. If it rains I'm a little troubled to head for Bu Tia's house, to work part-time.
"Why, how come it's not like school spirit?" my grandmother caught up with me under a mango tree by the road near the house.
"It's okay, Grandma! My teeth are a little painful" I said.
My teeth have been hurting since last night. Bolong, no. Maybe it's because I get slapped a lot by my parents.
"Take medicine first, or drip sap tree distance. It's a natural analgesic, ' said Miss Midwife Lisa!" my grandmother panicked a little.
"Don't medicine, Grandma! I don't want to be scared in class! Tree sap distance only, it's on the fence there. I picked it up first," I said as I walked towards the corner of Grandma's garden fence.
My grandmother's garden is very large. That said, it was the legacy of my grandfather. My grandfather was diligent and tenacious at work, so he could buy such a large land. This is an example I deserve.
"Be careful, the sap should not drip in your uniform! Difficult cleaning!"
"Good, Grandma!"
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At school, I was quieter than usual. I only speak when asked. The tooth pain is getting stronger.
"Rinayung, why are you quiet? Pale anyway!" It was beautiful to realize that I was not as usual.
"My teeth ache. It doesn't feel strong, huh! Just let me finish the first break" I said, unable to endure the pain and headaches.
"Oh, let's just rest. At home or in the UKS?" continue Beautiful.
"At home, you!"
It's beautiful to take care of my permission, no fuss! Because BP teachers also know, I am an accomplished student and it is impossible to lie on the grounds of illness.
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How shocked I was, on the way home I met my mother. It's a coincidence or not, I don't know.
"Yes!"
"Mom's going to school, between these pain medications. But you want to go home, let's go home. Take his medicine at home, "my mother is very good, not as usual who is always high-pitched and often plays hands.
Maybe because my mom slapped me last night, so my mom felt guilty.
"At home! Not at your grandmother's!" continued.
"At Grandma's house, Mom! I have a headache too. At Grandma's house I'll feel calmer" I refused well.
My mother was silent for a moment, then looked at my face cynically.
"Rinayoung! You don't have to side with your grandmother. Wrong is your grandmother, not your father. Your grandmother had blackmailed your father to support her sisters until she had forgotten herself. Your father's just being a job job, because he dropped out of school. Know you? Your father dropped out of school for the sake of his sisters and to ease the burden of your widowed grandmother with a small child. But after his younger siblings were able to go to higher school with your father's efforts and be more successful, where does anyone remember your father? Nothing, right? Even asking your father never!" my mother's tone this time was really good to hear.
This is the latest news from my mom. So, it was like that at first. Perhaps my father also felt disappointed, the affection of parents and brothers was lacking. But my father should have known and broken the worst rope by loving and loving his children.
"Mom, aren't you willing to help me?" my continue.
"Could be! Because his kindness was ignored!"
"But I shouldn't be so rude. Have a family already, build a family! Don't bother grandma! Especially telling me to be a thief! It's a sin, more sin later!"
"Rinayoung! Don't be sassy! Shut up in front of your father, if you don't want to be tortured again with your father! Your father's burden is heavy, so your father's so rude!" snapped my mother in a still slow tone.
I can't stop thinking, if it turns out my father had a bad experience in his past. But my father should have been wise to react to it.
"Yes already! Mother is his wife. Just advise, Mom. Let's change his nature! Because what? Because I already hate my father. Maybe my sister will hate him. Because what? Because my sister knew I often hurt my father in front of her eyes. I'm a daughter, in addition to the responsibilities of a father, I'm also the responsibility of my brother. Just relax, Mom! I don't want to wish on a human, whether it's a parent or a brother!"
I didn't mean to patronize my mother, but that's the way things are and should be. If this time my mother slaps me again, I'm resigned. I will never get a word of mercy out of my mouth. My family's problems I will never forget. But I don't want to miss my teenage years as much as I should.
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