
"Yes, 100 percent sure!!" answer Hana with confidence.
"Wouldn't you change your answer?" ask me again
"Enggaaa," he answered with vigor.
"Hahaha you finally realized it too well, well" I smiled.
"So Hana's answer is really what's not sister?" ask Hana.
"Right, it's true. Hana means flower" I said.
"so yeah... Well it turns out my name means Hana yah hehehe," Hana now looks happy smile.
"Hahaha why does your face look so happy like that?" I smiled to see Hana smiling happily like that.
"Of course Hana's happy. Mom gave me a name with what I liked the most" she replied.
"Hahaha it could have been you. Yes, my sister wants to clean the dirty dishes first and want to wash them all," I then began to take and stack the dirty dishes and glasses and take them to the dishwasher.
"Hana help her," Hana helped me clean up dirty dishes and glasses.
"That the children of mothers are very diligent," the mother smiled.
"Hehehe," Hana looks very happy when praised by mother.
"Mother take a break, Mom. Let me get this done," I said.
"Gee... Thanks Lang," I'm still smiling.
"It's still nothing compared to what you've done" I replied, bringing a dirty plate to the wash.
Pyanggggs. The sound of plates breaking from falling to the floor. I turned to the source of that voice. It turned out that the sound came from the plate that Hana was carrying. Mother deftly came to Hana and immediately checked whether Hana was injured or not.
"Huaaaaaaa," Hana's crying voice was quite loud
"Cep cep... Baby, baby... No papa, no one was hurt anyway," said Mother while holding Hana.
"Huaa... Hua..." Hana's still crying.
"Galong... Please bring water to Hana," said the mother who still carries Hana.
"Yes, ma'am" I put the dishes I was taking to the wash and took a glass of water after that.
"This is the water moss," I said as I thrust the white water I had just taken.
"Please Lang," mother then immediately took the water and immediately drank it to Hana, "this is dear, drink first."
She stopped crying when she started drinking the water. After being examined, it turned out that Hana did not have any injuries or anything like that. Maybe she was crying from shock or something.
"Sorry, ma'am" said Hana.
"Hana's already breaking her plate," Hana was seen starting to wipe away her tears.
"Yes not papa. Mom's not angry. You want to break one, two, three, or four, as long as you don't get hurt, you won't get angry. It is precisely the most worried mother that you are injured or not earlier. Thank goodness you have nothing," said the mother, smiling and wiping away Hana's tears.
"Thank you, ma'am" Hana has now completely stopped crying.
Mom now patted Hana on the back and let Hana's head lean in her arms. Hana gradually looked sleepy and began to close her eyes. In the end, Hana fell asleep in my mother's arms. After being completely asleep, the mother then laid Hana on her bed.
***
Tonight is the last night of the eighth month. Actually, I'm a little hesitant to mention tonight is the last night of the eighth month or the first night of the ninth month. I don't know.
It feels like just a few days ago I welcomed the arrival of the eighth month, tonight I have to say goodbye and see you. It was like I was watching the back of the eight months go slowly away from this balcony.
If we look at it from the point of view at the end like this, then we will feel that time is going so fast. However, if we look at it from the initial point of view, it will look long.
For example, when you are just about to enter the new moon, you will definitely think that the next 30 days will last quite a long time. However, if you are already at the end of the month, you will definitely think "Wah this month has passed very quickly yes" or "Wah no kasa already the end of the month nih".
The sky at night does not look so bright. A thin black cloud enveloped the sky. The moon and stars are not very visible. The only thing that was clearly visible at this moment was the lights on the buildings of this city. They glowed with nothing that could stand in his way. Like time, which no one can stop.
When I'm on my own like I am today, I often think what are we really living for? Is it to make yourself happy? Or to make those around us happy? Are we more important to ourselves or to those around us? I don't know, for such a simple question I'm still not sure, let alone to find the meaning of life itself.
The night is getting late, around 23:00. I don't feel sleepy at all for now. I'm not usually like this.
The buildings that had turned on the lights, now some have turned off the lights. The sound of motorized vehicles is now more reduced and tends to calm down.
At this moment, the cloud that had been seen blocking the rays and the moon seemed to have disappeared. The moon and stars can now be seen quite clearly.
"Beautiful" I thought to myself as I looked at the sky tonight. I fell in love with the sky again and again.
***
Thursday morning on September 1st, I woke up a bit bad luck because I slept last night around 1pm. I was so cool looking at the night sky listening to my favorite songs that I forgot the time.
Today, I've inhaled the first air of the ninth month. It felt like there was a spirit and regret that was still carried away from the eighth month.
Because I had taken a ride, I decided to take a bicycle to school. I don't want my first day of the new month to be smeared with being late for school.
"Be careful Lang, don't hurry, just slow down" said the mother in a voice that described anxiety.
"Yes ma'am, I'm leaving" I said as I began to wave my bike away from home. Although I said "yes" not to rush, but I still swigged the bike pretty fast. I feel guilty for lying like that.
This morning the sky was so clear. For some reason because the sky is so bright, my feelings become more positive and more vibrant.
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