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IS IT HAPPY FOR ME?(PART 4)

Is it Happy for Me? (Part 4)

“Hei, spit down dong. You are sleeping yes. Arrived in front of your house, nih.”

“What?”

“Ngot horrified, yes! I scream, you know.”

“Ya... yes.., I'm down soon,” Ana said.

“Ngapain aja you earlier?”

“Ah..”

“What did you say from earlier?” repeat Dicka.

“Oh, again..”.

Not yet had time to continue his words, Dicka had cut, “Again me, huh? I'm a saucy.”

“Narcissistic basis!” ann replied while patting Dicka on the back rather loudly.

“Adaaww, pain know!”

“Biarin.”

After speaking for a while, Dicka passed. At that time, Ana did not realize that her father was watching her from behind curtains.

“An..”

That voice, Ana's mind in shock.

“Yes, dad?” asked Ana while turning to face her father.

“You have promised..”.

“Ya.”

“Surely, you will not dodge.”

Ana felt her body go limp in an instant. He will never forget his promise to me. Yes, he can no longer avoid. It won't be able to.

Ana looked at the ceiling in her room. Indeed, there's nothing there. It's just, Ana seemed to see the shadow of father with himself talking in the living room…

When he got home, he was reading the paper over coffee. In fact, I don't usually go home this afternoon. Yet, thankfully. Dad could help her.

“Dad!”

“What's up?” ask dad. He never once looked at Ana.

“Dad, I need..”

“Money? How much?”

I can read Ana's mind.

“Twenty-six million.”

Even if you don't react or show your emotions. Ana became afraid.

“Make what?” Finally, he said after a long silence. Ana waited tensely.

“Create my friend.”

“That's it? Ana, listen. Dad won't help your friend if you don't give dad a reasonable excuse.”

Ana surrendered. He has no other choice. Only Dad can help her.

“An, avoid him.”

“But, father...” protest Ana, “dia has helped me.”

“Yes, I have heard,” replied father firmly, “Who was your friend's name?”

“Dicka.”

“Dad feels you don't fit in with him. He just wants to use you. You don't deserve to hang out with him.”

“Dad knows what about me? There aren't. Dad doesn't understand me. I also never knew who the real father was,” complained Ana with a hoarse voice. Withheld tears that want to flow down with difficulty.

“Then, father also can not help him.”.

“Dad...” Lost is already the only hope. Ana knows Dicka's not a rich kid. After all, his father was on duty for a few months and it felt really impossible to contact him.

“... unless you want to accept terms from dad.”

Ana's hopes are back.

“What?” asked Ana with enthusiasm.

“You can't find him. Four more months you're going to college, and you won't see him again. So, finish everything from now on,” firmly father.

“Yes, dad. I promise.”

Do I have any other choice? thought Ana.

“Dad knows you're an adult.”

Ana did not understand what her father was saying.

Now, just one more month. Ana hasn't said anything to Dicka yet. He's still confused. What reaction will Dicka show? Sad or just calm down?

Why do I think he'll be sad? We're just regular friends. She must have forgotten me in a moment, Ana thought.

“What do you want to say, anyway?”

“I'm serious, Ka.”

“Iya. Then..”

“I'll go..”

“Aduh, want to go just have to say. Don't forget about it, yes.”

Ana's heart became worried. Say it or not? He was not given a chance twice.

After sighing, Ana said, “Ka, I'll be gone in a month. So, maybe we won't meet again after that.”

“For what?”

“Lecture,” Ana replied briefly.

Dicka. Then, he said, “Oh, congratulations yes. You're gonna be a college student, dong. You're smart, not like me.”

Ana is sad. Dicka too. However, they do not want to show their feelings honestly.

“I don't mean..”.

“Udah first, yes. I want to go,” Dicka said. She doesn't want Ana to know that she needs him the most. Always needed Ana's presence. Always was! Always was! And always! Right now, he couldn't bear having to deal with Ana any longer.

“Wait..”.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

Let this feeling of love be hidden in my heart, Ana.

When she got home, Dicka blamed himself.

“Stupid! You idiot! You idiot! You stupid Dicka. Why don't I wake up?” he said while banging his head with his hands,” already many marks that Ana showed. Is it too late now?”

Dicka recalled their strange encounter. Ana helped him out at the stall, at the racecourse. He smiled to himself.

Ana always takes care of him, gives him encouragement, and always supports him. He was a friend who was always by his side. Unlike other people who just claimed to be friends when they like it.

Dicka still remembers when Ana once said, “That God exists. He is always beside us. We are given priceless health. Lots of rich people are sick, you know. So what are their treasures for? Ka, you don't ruin yourself, yeah. Make what? It will be of no use. Your actions will only trouble others.”

Then, Ana patted her shoulder softly.

Right now, she's going to be gone from Dicka's life, maybe forever. He didn't know whether to be sad or laugh. Apparently, God was happy to play tricks on him. If Ana's not around, what about her?

“Do I feel happy when he leaves? No.”

I don't know since when, Dicka stopped playing girls and drinking. Ana has given her color in her life. Then, he would just lose it?

Why did he realize just now, how much does it mean to someone when he almost loses? Is that love? A love that is not filled with lust.

“Lho, why your eyes?”

“Ah, it's okay. I can't sleep all night.”

“What are you thinking until you can't sleep?”

“Mirning you.”

“Hah?”

“I love you, An.”

“Wait! Wait a minute.”

“What?”

“You mean?”

“I mean, I really love you. Will you be..”.

Ana was of course shocked to death to hear that.

“What the fuck? Why suddenly?”

“Your answer?”

“Ka, you have a fever again, yes.”

“Your answer?”

Ana actually wanted to say ‘ya’, but again her father's words entered her mind.

“Sorry.. I cannot.”

“Why? Don't you love me too?”

Ana's heart was completely dislodged from its place. Since when does Dicka know? Now, there's no point in lying.

“Yes, I do love you,” Ana said bitterly.

“Then, what's the problem? We'll still see you when you get home.”

“... but, I promised you,” said Ana, “if you want to give me twenty-six million..”

Ana was surprised by herself. What did he say just now? Fortunately, Dicka couldn't have known about it.

“So, you're the one.. Say, An. Why did you do it. I don't need your help.”

Dicka looked just as shocked as Ana.

“Ka, I'm scared. I have no other way. I don't want to lose you. Well, at least I can see you until today,” said Ana while trying to smile, even though she wanted to cry.

Actually, Dicka wanted to hug Ana and whisper the words that everything would be fine. However, it turns out he was just glued to his place, until Ana said, “Tomorrow I will leave.”

“Secap it?” dicka asked in shock.

“Ya, my departure accelerated one week.”

Silent.

A moment later, “So, forget me.”

When saying it, Ana's heart was like being sliced open. It feels so painful.

“Yes, if you were my destiny, someday, somehow, somewhere, we'd meet again. And, I won't forget you.”

Dicka really understood, he couldn't possibly be worthy of Ana. He's too tall to reach.

Ana looked around. Her feelings told her that Dicka was nearby, looking at her.

“What do you see? Quick ride!”

“Yes, dad.”

“An, come!” exclaimed mother.

Ana rushed to the car. Again, his eyes were opened. Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the figure of someone standing behind the lush trees.

Dicka was looking at the car as if he wanted to pierce through the dark glass of the car to look at Ana. And, Ana was eager to run up to him, but by then the car had already sped away from the courtyard of the house.

Forgive me, you will always be stored in my heart, inner Ana.

After Ana's death, Dicka's life becomes chaotic and empty. He ignored his friends who invited him to race. He doesn't want anything. She just wants to be with Ana. His smile, his eyes, his voice, everything. Why does he feel so tormented?

Yes, he must end it all.

When she opened her eyes, Dicka was in the hospital. And, his father was sleepy beside him. Waiting for him? So, when did you come home? And, why did he not remember at all what happened to him. Dicka was alone. It was as if he had just woken up from a long sleep.

“Basic child does not know himself. What if I didn't come home!” shouted his father.

“Pak, please calm down,” said one of the nurses.

“Sorry,” replied Dad, without reducing the volume of his voice.

“What am I why?” dicka was confused.

“Should've asked Dad. Why did you do it?”

“Do what?”

“See your hand,” replied Father in annoyance.

And, looking at the bandage in her hand, Dicka recalled it all. All the problems that lay in his mind, until he decided to…

“Ngapain Daddy nolong Dicka everything?” protest, “I want to die. I'm too tired.”.

Plaque! A slap landed on Dicka's cheek.

“Dad..”

His father no longer cared about the shocked look around them.

“But, wouldn't you be happier if I disappeared forever?”

“Dicka, you're the only father in the world. How can you live without you? I love you so much,” Dad said as he held Dicka's trembling hand.

“But, wasn't it all this time..”

“Sssst... Never mind, son. The matter should not be leveraged again,” said his father softly.

Since when was the last time you called him ‘nak’? Dicka doesn't remember it anymore.

“Dad admit if all this time the wrong father for ignoring you. Your father failed. Sorry, lad. Dad let you grow up alone.”

“Yes! Dad is outrageous, want to win by yourself.!”.

Dicka did not continue his words when he saw father looking at him blankly.

“Dad?”

Suddenly Dad said, “When you look, I always feel like I'm dealing with that woman.” And, Dicka saw there was pain in my father's eye.

“Who? Mother?” ask Dicka.

“Do not mention his name again.”

Dicka was silent without comment.

Then, he said, “Dad doesn't expect much if you want to forgive dad. You've been hurt too much.”

Dicka was worried. On one hand, he really wanted to forgive his father, but he still clearly remembered how he beat him without mercy.

But suddenly he remembered Ana's words.

“I'm sorry Dicka too, Dad. All this time I never made Dad feel proud.”

Yes, there must be a second chance for both of us, Dicka's inner self. And, they're smiling. A smile full of relief.

There is no warm embrace. However, that was when Dicka felt a warmth flowing into his heart. She knew one of her happiness had returned. I love him, worry about him.

“Daddy, I'll try to change.”

“Ya, dad also.”

From that moment on, Dad really proved his point. And so is Dicka. He did not want to disappoint his father.