Shackled Two Flavors

Talitas

Hi, my name is Talita Dwi Putri I am the second child of 2 brothers unfortunately my brother has faced the creator when he was exactly 18 years old, at that time I was still sitting in elementary school.

Brother is a cheerful figure, when he was a child like a shield that protects me whenever and wherever, his departure is very scratching wounds that never heal, he said, my father and mother were devastated when lamenting the fate of my brother who had to leave at a young age, but that was the path God had outlined to brother, he said, we as his family can only pretend to be strong and mengikhlaskan his departure even though the weight is the only way the best.

If you remember the figure of a tough and cheerful man like a big brother, my heart felt like it was shaking in memory of a childhood that was so pleasant, now over time I have grown into a teenager who has to stand alone without a sister figure.

Currently I have just graduated from Junior High and will continue to High School, I am confused to have to choose which school will be used as a place for me to study for the next 3 years, dad recommended one of the famous private schools, but I was less interested because it was close to my house.

If you guys find it strange why I don't like to go to school close to home, the reason is that I just want to make new friends, a new atmosphere and a new environment, I thought if I went to school in a place close to my home environment automatically the friends I would get must be old Junior High friends and not strange anymore besides that my parents already know many teachers at that school, I wanted to get a new experience, and one of the ways was to go to school in a place far from home so that I could get new things that were interesting, I liked challenges, I loved challenges, like new things and like being alone, my favorite color is black, why black?

for to me black is the epitome of tranquility and peace, some people say that the color white is more suitable to be interpreted with calmness but for me the color white is a symbol of perfection and purity while I do not reflect it that is why I prefer the color black than white or other color.

I still can't decide whether to follow my father's advice to continue in private school or follow my wishes to continue in a state-based school, because I happened to be able to register for a state-based school by relying on my achievements during elementary school to middle level, that way I could also ease the burden of school fees for both my parents, whether they would agree with my wishes or not I still hesitated to talk about it to them.

Every night I was pensive in silence, sitting on a bench in the garden alone, I turned my head up and looked up at the beautiful night sky that soothed the soul and mind, the brain that had been continuously turbulent with full question can now rest for a moment and exhale the burden it contains.

While staring at the bright night sky also decorated with many stars twinkling to add to its beauty, did not feel the smile on my lips began to form a long arch, it felt reassuring when staring at the night sky alone, that's what I always do when many things are raging in the mind, seeking tranquility through the beautiful night sky that soothes the eyes of every person.

"Hoammmm, aaa it turns out that it is still morning I better continue to sleep",

I kept my eyes closed despite hearing the knocking of the door many times, I guess it must have been my mother who knocked on it to wake me up and told me to have breakfast, a very boring day every time repeating the same activities makes me more lazy to get out of bed, when you want to continue sleeping and intend to ignore the knocking of the door that does not stop, suddenly my mother's voice boomed making the eardrum felt like it was about to explode.

"Litaaaaaa...get up quickly, this child is always lazy, wake up Talita, or mother will not give you pocket money!!" shouted mother with threat.

As soon as I got up and started to open the door, it was true that mom was standing around with a trace of her waist, looking at me with eyes that were already glaring, my eyes that were still sweet and sleepy suddenly bright because of fear of seeing a sharp piercing gaze from mother, I think why every morning always get a deathly gaze from mother, I think, it's like my stepson, but how else is that mother's way to wake me up this lazy me.

Although I was considered a diligent child and performed in the eyes of others, unfortunately where my mother I was still a lazy girl who was annoying, and, but I like to make mom a little angry so I can know that mom is very considerate and cares about me, when compared to dad obviously better father and always pamper me, he said, people say I'm the father's favorite child, I myself do not avoid it because I do feel that my father loves me excessively, whatever I want you to do, even when I don't ask for anything you always give, sometimes it also makes me feel upset because my father always gives me more pocket money than I usually give, mom said I had to learn to be independent and not continue to rely on both parents, especially relying on dad, although my father is very royal and considerate to me but there is a side where my father is very protective and so hard in educating me, sometimes I feel that my father is an understated and humorous figure, a place for me to share stories but on the other hand sometimes I also feel Dad is a hard figure and strict in educating me.

For me however they educate me, still without them there will never be me at this time.

This morning I thought my mother would be angry with me because again I woke up late on purpose, it turns out my guess was wrong even though my mother's face showed like she was holding back emotions and was about to get angry, suddenly my mother pulled my arm and took me to the dining room, it appears that on the table there is a lot of cuisine, not to forget that my father also sat there and looked at me with a smile.

I felt strange with the unusual attitude of them, doubtful I sat in front of the dining table and before long mother gave a plate containing rice and my favorite side dish which is none other than fried chicken cremes, yes that's my favorite menu since childhood and will not change hehe.

While at the dinner table, my parents and I ate a meal in a quiet atmosphere so much that I was getting scared and suspicious that there was something they were hiding from me, out of curiosity I ventured to open the conversation and asked them.