
My name is Keisya Anggraeni usually called Key or keisya
I'm 17 years old
I'm still sitting on my desk, SMA
Many of my school temen2 say that I am a nerd because if the book school environment is never far from me
at school I don't have many friends because maybe my appearance is cute and Norak rarely anyone wants to talk to me,Maybe they are afraid of contracting a cupu like me even though it is not contagious emngknya disease😅
But make no mistake there is still one person who wants to be friends with me He is Annisa, He is my only friend at school.
Although he tends to be parsnip and sometimes mengeselin
but I am happy because there are still people who want to be friends with me..
I was the happiest person in the past
because in the grace of both parents who love me very much
but it was all gone when I was 10
Not that I'm unhappy now, I'm happy but first when there's still my father
Yes, my father died when I was 10 years old
my dad was working out of town
he comes home once a week.
But at that time..
The flasback
" Mother Mother, Harii this father so go home right??" Ask a cute little boy and it's me
Mother smiled Warmly while stroking my hair
" Kayaa I didn't come home baby this week." Reply she tried to smile but I knew there was sadness in her eyes
" Why mothera?? even though my father has promised to buy doraemon bunn." My dreams are sad and bow my head
Mother aligns her sitting with me
and he hugged me in his arms
honestly I'm disappointed, because I didn't come home
she promised me she would buy me my favorite doll.
I cried in my round's arms
his name is also a child who easily cries because of trivial things
" Keisya do not cry, Yes, I said the same mother, next week I will go home, and buy her favorite doll, Keisya must be patient yahh nakk." Mother's heart while erasing my tears
" Buti keisya want her now mothera, You're the stock of her doll there's just one more, if it's waiting next week to hunt abis nyaa doll Hiks hiks.." Say it and come back crying
With a quick glance, my mother immediately hugged me back
I hiccuped mother
until my mother's clothes got wet because of my tears and my snot
" Keisya must be patient, If the doll runs out, you can buy it outside the city, let the father who bought it just want to go home." My mother said to calm me
" Emangknya out of town..??" Ask me between my tears
" Ada dong, if in the city of the doll is more complete dear there are many, there are small ones there are big ones, keisya just say the same father, want a small doll or a big one." Reply mother
" Benerann mothera?? In the city there are many dolls nyaa
if so keisya want a doll that geeeddeee really
sebede keisya, let keisya later be able to hug hisa doll if bobo." I was enthusiastic and wiped my tears
" Maybe dear, but keisya must be patient, I will find the money first, later tonight we call again our father says that keisya want a big doll, yahh sayangg." Tymphal mothera
" Yeahhh.bundaa.
Yeyyy..keisya will have a gedee doll.." Reply while jumping up and down in excitement
Mother just smiled at my behavior
Evening arrived mother took her flat object and pressed someone's button
Not long after the phone was connected.
Via telephone..
(Father assalamallaikum.)
(Waalaikumsalam mother, sorry father can not go home bun, because there is additional work.)
(Yahh well, you already know from mr. hasan earlier)
(Keisya how's bun?? is he disappointed?)
(Yahh yahi yahi was crying because my father did not go home, but my mother had already given me understanding, and now she is not disappointed anymore yahh.)
(Thank God, Bun, here I think scared keisya angry with you.)
(Dad not to worry keisya not angry really, Tapii next week dad so go home right??)
(Doain ajah yaa bun, may father jdi come home, and can gather together again with mother and keisya, honest kangen father at all the same keisya and mother.)
(Yeah yahh, we also miss you, healthy dad yahh there keep eating too.)
(Yeahh bunn, tapii.).
(What is yahh?? Why not dad, right??)
(alhamdulillahh healthy father bun, just the end of thisi father often dream of keisya nangis bun, may this ajahi not pirasat bad.)
(Maybe kangen father weighing the same time keisya, paternity dreamin keisya continued, had I thought it was just a flower sleep yahh.)
(Iyaahhh bun, may it be just a sleeping flower, Oiyaa keisya has not returned??)
(Not yet yahh, later his abis isya.)
(I was going to apologize with keisyaa, but because keisya there is no yasudah lahh later.)
(Let's take a break then, Dad must have been cape all day.)
(Yeah bun, the body of the father pegel pegel alla, already misses the same mother's massage)
(Later kallau father so go home, mother pijitin as much as hehe.)
(Promise yahh, kallau once father rest yaa bun
Assalamualaikum)
(Waallaikumsalam yah.)
Tuttl.tutt...
Either there's a reluctance to hang up the phone
but mother tepis alla, maybe mother just miss the same father
He also walked in the family room to wait for his son to come home njai
" Bundaa Assalamallaikum, keisya go home" said keisya fitting into the house
" Dear Waallaikumsalam, the beautiful mother's son has come home?? How's the naji, baby??" Ask the mother
while hugging me
" Thank God be good mothera, Oiyaa said she wanted to call me father??" Keisya
Because her mother had promised to call her father
" Dad's sleeping baby, kasian his father abis working all day so maybe dad capee, how about tomorrow ajaa." Timpal
There was a sense of disappointment in the little keisya
because honestly he misses his father a lot
with a heavy heart keisya nodded his head
and get into the room
Mother who saw the sad face of keisya
understand that keisya misses his father
because he hasn't seen each other for a week
every time his father calls, his keisya is not home, sometimes he goes to play or teach
In the room Keisya hugged his picture with his father
he misses, misses his father very much
he wants to play worthy of his other son nyaa
joking with his father and mother
did not feel keisya was asleep and hugged his father's photo
Mother saw keisya who slept hugging her father's photo was only smiling with glassy eyes
" Sabarr, next week you will meet your dear father." Said mother while kissing keisyaa forehead
Matahari has seen the form of nyaa
but little keisya masii is reluctant to open his eyes
he's still asleep in his sleep
Mother as usual every morning will go to the stall stall to enter the cake made nyaa
and the results are good enough to help meet daily needs
because the mother must also help the husband save for school keisya later.
He walked keberung warung to enter the cake made by nyaa
and because the cake made by the mother is very tasty so the owner of the stall does not mind if the mother put her cake in their stall
While walking to the stall across the highway
mother's phone is ringing
it turned out to be the husband's phone call
Mother was surprised, her usual father called in the afternoon or evening when resting, without thinking long mother picked up the phone
Via telephone..
( Hello assalamallaikum ayahh)
(Waallaikum salam bun, mother inii father again on the way home bun)
(Apa!!! so you're going home now??)
(Iyaa bun, the end of the father kangen very much the same keisya and mothera, and thankfully the foreman father allowed the father to leave now bun)
(Alhamdulillahh mother seneng horrified nyaa huhhhh, Now where is the path?? is it far away?)
(Dad is now again on the highway bun, already deket same house because the father left his dawn earlier)
(Road?? Mommy is also on the highway well, Inii mama again in the red light)
(Is your mother lying on the highway?? Yasudah momma wait for dad there bertar again father until bright red bun ,assalamallaikum )
(Allaikumsalam.)
mother was very happy when she heard that the husband would come home soon and gather with her and her keisya
After a few minutes of waiting
my phone is ringing back
he quickly lifted up
(Halo bun, this father has arrived at the red light across the mother stand, Mother wait there father will be approaching mother.)
Mother glanced across, and it was true her husband
being there, the person who is very much missed is therea
When the red light
from a distance there was a car driving
though the red light, which is where all the riders must stop
However, at that time also keisya's father was running towards the mother
dann...
Bruukkk....
Keisya's father bounced away because of a violent collision
mother froze in place
I don't feel her tears dripping
the world stopped turning
mother watched her husband roll over with blood covered
she had just heard his voice
Mom quickly ran where her husband was lying helpless
" DADUHHH!!!!!!" She screamed while running towards her husband
" Dadahh, I'm awake!! wake up well, let's go home keisya already waiting for father at home" said the mother pilu while trying to build the husband
" Bbuun-daa aa-yyaahh **-iitip to-isya." Father's words were stammered because his mouth was filled with blood
" Enga yahhh hiks hiks.kita keep keisya together, father wakes up wea pulangg yahh Hiks hiks." timpal mother interrupted between her tears
After saying that word keisya's father closed his eyes and died on the spot
Mother who saw her husband did not move anymore
nor can they hold back tears
her cries broke out
" AYAAHHH Hiks Hiks woke up yahh Hiks..." Said pilu
People who see the scene of heart-wrenching are not able to hold back their tears
but when the mother is grieving because of her husband
nothing, glancing at the car that took the life of her husband
but when he stared at the perpetrator of the hitman her husband with full anger, he observed hisa face with burning hatred, the perpetrator immediately entered the car and
the car began to flee
and not responsible at all
But when the car passed in front of the mother
the mother is silent not dodging, as if the mother also wants to be hit by the car
but swiftly, the residents who were there immediately pulled the mother so as not to get hit
The car drove too fast
the people were chasing the car
Mother still roared roaring in her grief
while crying, he looked like a piece of paper
mother also took the paper and it turned out it was a business card in the name of HARDI
mother believes this is my sipelaku's business card for her husband's impact because this paper is where my sip stood earlier,
With a fist full of anger mother grasped the business card..
" HARDII" he muttered hatefully
fortunately, my mother could see the face of my si-piel and the license plate of the car
Flasback Off
But my mother never told Keisya
that his father's death was not because of the disease he suffered, but because of hit and run
Not that my mother didn't want to tell me the truth
mother just does not want, her child feels what she feels is hatred against HARDI