Special Journey

Episode 17's

My days are starting to pass.

But not with my past memories. Still the shadow of Haikal is still loyal to be a friend in my daydream, what else Kia armpit always asks about her father.

The feeling of my heart slashed when I heard Kia miss Haikal. What if later Kia knew that the person she missed never even wanted her again?

If it's like this I can only cry in silence and apologize to Kia in my heart, may Kia find another happiness.

Forgive the mother who can't take care of our family, son.

Sorry for the mother who can not be patient with all the problems in our family, so Kia had to live apart with Abi Kia, who said the father is the first love for her daughter.

One week I've been with my family, this week I always avoid every father and Mother began to find out what was going on with me.

I'm still silent, I still haven't told them.

Maybe I'm not ready to see them disappointed and hurt.

To be honest, this has been a heavy burden on me.

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On friday morning.

"Well, how come you're still sitting here? You don't want to be able to work?"

I approached Dad, who was sitting on the back porch reading a piece of newspaper in his left hand, while scooping up a glass of warm tea in his right hand.

"So, I happen to get permission today, I'm not as healthy as I am." Dad took a quick glance at me then continued reading the newspaper.

"Lho's dad sick?" I approached my father with worry.

"It's just that I'm not healthy, maybe I need more rest." Answer father.

"Need to be a doctor?"

"No need, it'll be better."

"Dad read what news?" I took a position to sit in the chair next to my father, so I could be more relaxed talking.

"Ordinary ahh, news about Jambi." Answer father.

"Where do you work in the office?" I put out a puck of pandan bread that I had smeared with chocolate slai.

"Alhamdulillah all smoothly son, now the work of the father has begun to relax, because there are already those who help the duties of the father." He answered me, taking the bread from my hand and eating it.

"Alhamdulillah... You also do not forget to get enough rest, but now there is not much work and has helped Daddy work." I also ate the same bread as my father.

"Ahh this you, just returned home a few days have started ngomelin dad, yes... I'll always take care of my health, you don't have to worry about me."

"It's natural dong that Afiifah is worried, his name is also a child."

"Haha... Yes yes, I understand, thank you as much as Dad, where is Kia?"

Dad was looking for a presence behind me.

"There are in the same Mother, again try new toys yesterday." I answered while pointing towards the house.

"Is this him, is he done playing?"

Suddenly Kia came with Mother from inside.

"Udah Ma'am" answered Kia, who was now on my thighs.

"As it may seem, don't take a ride". Fariz was nongol behind me while holding my shoulder.

"do you not want a deck?" ask Mommy.

"Where was this office, Bun?" Fariz turned to look at Mother.

"Fariz's office has two... Hayah kayah." Fariz changed position, now he's sitting in the chair.

"O Allah, whose descendant are you decked out, how arrogant is that?" I frowned as my eyebrows stared at her in wonder.

"Hehehe... is not a descendant of the brother but wants to improve the offspring, let there be arrogant in this house."

"Brag proud, if you've fallen poor new nyesel!" Dad put his newspaper on the desk and took his tea for a drink.

"Astagfirulah... Dad, what a terrible prayer." Fariz looked at me not like.

"Haha... I'm just kidding, so you don't like being arrogant." Continue father.

"Daddy said, don't like to show off with the prowess of your deck" Now the mother came to talk.

"Astagfirulah... Yes yes, Fariz Khilaf, thank you elders for reminding your handsome son."

Fariz clasped one hand on his chest and bowed, ala-ala paying homage to the king.

"Later to Cafe Bun, if now I'm free not to work, I'm allowed because my father is sick." Fariz raised his finger to form the letter V.

"Your reason." Dad hit Fariz's thigh with the newspaper.

"Lho this morning it was Dad who said that you're not feeling well anymore." Fariz defended himself.

"Well, what does this have to do with you not working?" Dad was a little emotional.

"Yes there is a donk, I want to take care of the father, want to be a daughter who is devoted to parents hehehe."

"You can deck." I smiled at Fariz.

"Later in the afternoon I'm going to the cafe, brother want to come?" Fariz.

"Hmmm not, brother at home, you just invite if only just stop by."

"Will he come with Om Fariz not to go to the cafe?" fariz rubbed Kia's head.

"May you come, ma'am?" Kia asked me before giving Fariz an answer.

"May, but Kia has to be a good boy, don't bother Fariz about work, okay?"

"Okay ma'am, Kia played with Dina again ya ma'am."

Kia slid down from my lap and ran towards the back room probably looking for Dina's.

Dina is the eight-year-old son of Bu Siti.

"Kia don't run, just slow down the road." I half screamed seeing Kia running so fast.

"Where is your proposal deck?" I just remembered that Fariz's application is only one month away.

"Tomorrow I'm the same way Filen wants to find her brother's ring."

"So, I was curious, when did you invite your sister to meet your future wife?"

Of course I am curious about my sister-in-law, because I have never met or seen her photos.

Every time I want to see Fariz's photos always say later, if you've gone home to Jambi, let's meet in person.

That's always the answer.

They have only been close for a few months and have decided to get married.

Let's hope their wedding is smooth and Fariz is always happy with his wife and children.

"Tomorrow when Fariz invite him here, let's meet immediately brother, sister would like him, like Mother who immediately fell in love, heheh, right Bun?"

"What the hell is the deck, it's been sucky also still want spoiled." Mother hit Fariz's hand slowly.

"Mother will miss Fariz if Fariz is married and does not live here anymore." Fariz let go of his embrace.

"Where do you want to move to after marriage?" I was a little surprised to hear Fariz's words, because as far as I could at least get away from my mother.

"To my apartment, you don't know if I already have a new apartment?" Fariz smiled at me.

"Beyond? Isn't your apartment that used to be pretty good deck, too?" I looked at Fariz.

"I'm changing, I don't like the same neighborhood sister, besides the apartment is now not far from home for only ten minutes, hehehe so I can look at my mother every day."

"Allaaah just say you can't get away from Mother." Mother hit Fariz's thigh again.

"Law... It hurts, Bun." Fariz grimaced with the pain of the mother's blow.

"Lebay.." sergak mother while passing leaving me father and Fariz.

"Sokay slang." Fariz looked at the mother in a mocking style.

"How do you go to your cafe, Riz?" Now the father joined the talk that from now on just smiled to see the behavior of the children and his wife.

"Allah thank God well, now I am calmer because Bang Satria will probably spend more time here" replied Fariz.

"Never go back to Jakarta again?" ask dad again.

"I also do not know for sure Well, then suddenly bang Satria said the possibility he would move to Jambi again." Fariz also chose to read the newspaper that piled up in front of his father.

"Wouldn't he also teach in Jakarta? as my father remembered, he was also a lecturer, right?" I glanced at Fariz and then read back.

"He'em.. Well, Fariz also does not know for sure why he decided to come back here, when Fariz he also really likes to live in Jakarta."

"He's married?"

"Yet, still busy picky, no one can replace kak Afiifah said his hahahaha." Fariz laughed in the air with a smile.

I who had been listening to their conversation suddenly became shocked to hear Fariz's words. Obviously I don't understand what Fariz said.

Satria. I did meet him once when Dad was in the hospital and he came to see Dad, but after that I never saw him again, actually, he used to come home to meet and play with Fariz, but I never chatted or played with them, I just liked to see them from a distance.

At that time, they were still in High School. But I often hear Satria's name in this house, when I hear from my parents' stories, I don't think my sister can be friends with Satria, a man who says he's smart, smart, vice osis wants to be friends with Fariz who is far from the intelligent category. What else are they different ages.

But I don't know that I don't really know the figure of the man who became what he said was now the fatner of my sister's work.

Plating.

I hit Fariz's jidat with my index finger. Why did I follow Yusuf? Astagfirullah...

"Oh, my dear God, from which you learned a new way of oppressing me just now." Fariz stroked his jidat.

"Kepo.." I said.

"But I'm serious, brother, remind my upperclassman first? who several times came to this house, who once looked at the sick father in the hospital, the tall handsome one, good again." Fariz challenged at length who was the good looks of Satria.

"La keep on why?" Ask me to look at him.

"Ahh already, after all brother is also married, he already has no hope as big brother." Fariz went back to reading the newspaper in his hands.

I was silent Hearing Fariz's words.

Maybe it's time I shared my taste with them.

Maybe it's time I told you.

I don't want them to be depressed because of me.

Bismillahs..

Well, I can't cover my problems any longer than them.

I'll be honest with all the stories of my life, I'll be honest about my divorce.

"Hey, let's go!" Mommy patted my shoulder from behind, it turned out to be the mother from the kitchen because in her hands there were snack setoples.

Hearing my mother's reprimand, my father and Fariz looked at me.

Seeing their gazes did not feel my eyes began to glaze over.

"Well, what's wrong with you?" Now the mother shifted her chair closer to my side.

"Mother..." I hugged my mother tightly.

"Sorry Afiifah Mommy, for the umpteenth time Afiifah makes mothers and fathers disappointed, sorry Afiifah, Mother." My crying is getting heard.

Mother rubbed my back full of tenderness.

"Tell me, what's the problem?" Mother pushed my body so I could take off our embrace.

I bowed, I hid all my pain deeply.

"Sir, what's wrong?" Fariz said softly. I could feel how much Fariz was worried about me.

"Say son, tell me what's wrong? Father, Mother and Fariz will not leave you alone." I looked at dad.

"I'm sorry Afiifah, Dad. Afiifah know Daddy, Mommy and Fariz will always be there for Afiifah, Afiifah know you will not leave Afiifah, forgive Afiifah who can not fit you guys calm down, I'm SORRY Dad."

I tried to hold back my tears, but my bad tears were getting louder.

"Udah donk kak, don't cry, kasian noses brother more depth later because of snot." Fariz teases.

"Fariz..." Mother hit Fariz again.

"What the hell is the deck, I push Fariz's body beside me, wiping my tears rough.

"Udah donk brother, do not cry anymore, the first story what the problem is, let us help." Now Fariz is serious while patting me on the shoulder.

"Afiifah has split with Haikal Bunda, amAyah ". I watched them face in turn.

But their response was different to my guess, I thought they would be surprised, but they looked at me as usual, as if nothing had happened.

"Ohh." Dad took a breath.

"Sorry Dad, if you are disappointed in Afiifa again, now Afiifah will make your father and maybe also Fariz embarrassed by the current status of afiifa."

"What's the matter dear, but what do you feel right now?" Mother gripped my hand, as if to give me strength.

"Well Mother, Afiifa is afraid, which clearly Afiifa still feels pain, Bun." Answer me.

"Afiifa, listen to father and mother, father, mother or Fariz is okay, we do not feel embarrassed, Afiifah do not feel a burden for us y son." Dad talked seriously to me.

"Sister, we'll always be there for brother." Fariz also tried to calm me down, but still my heart still felt guilty for them.

"We get ready for the framing first yes, we'll tell you again." Dad kissed my forehead and then Dad and Fariz left me and mom.

"Afiifa can be dear." Mother came back to me with love.

Oh allah..

I know that precious loss must hurt, but I'm sure all of this must have been worth it.

I tried to smile at my mom.