THE MYSTERY OF PAST MATCHMAKING

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By establishing my heart these few days I thought about being able to work to Jakarta where I will get great results and can meet the needs of the family. Only with my High School Certificate and my friend's number I will wander to the capital and start the job. Although to convince both my parents I also need effort but I am sure that he will all give me permission.

Moreover, the father of my son never a penny gives a living for me and for my son just buy his milk. Let me also not dispute it maybe he needs it all more to meet the needs of his new wife who he said he had hamili first. My hatred I also planted until I did not allow my parents to worry about his picture for just my son to see.

Tonight I decided to ask my father and mother for permission. After my son went to bed I sat back in the living room and watched television with my parents. I'm spoiled in mom's lap. I felt like I wanted to feel this way but I was ashamed of my son who could already see what he saw before his eyes.

", Ibuk's father, Dera can not work with Santi in Jakarta".

I carefully said that. I'm afraid you'll be angry but I have to talk about it. I hope it can be blessed, and it can help the economy of the family I thought. While glancing at the facial expressions of the two because there was no answer for a long time. I still play the skirt of Ibuk that I made my sleeping pillow. His age is no longer young but it makes me very comfortable.

",Ehem, why should you go far to Jakarta son, in Jogja only closer. Do you not miss your son Teo", replied Ibuk while wiping my hair that is still in his lap.

",Kangen is buk, but if in Jogja I can not meet the needs of the family. I want Dad to rest and take care of Teo. While in Jakarta Santi can build a house. And I can also definitely make enough of our needs here buk", answered me who is often told Santi my first little friend who is neighbors as well.

Dad just kept quiet listening to my reasons, I knew he must be so unwilling that I would go far. Which time I close and can monitor was conceded like that time. But he finally said what he thought.

"Dad there is still Om Han who runs the truck so it can still make Dera snacks. Don't you think about it because it's Dad's business. You work enough for yourself to be happy, son. We're here together so we know Teo's progress every day", Dad's words have been a big obstacle for me but I have to be able to convince that.

"Dad, allow me to be devoted to father and mother. I should be able to return a little favor from my hard work for Father and Mother. I want to be like everyone else to make Momuk and Dad proud". The answer I made while shedding tears seemed to convince both my parents because Dad finally hugged me and nodded.

There was a sense of happiness at last the father allowed me to go to Jakarta. I who can go there with the intention to improve the economy there is no intention to make my parents disappointed again.

With the permission of Dad finally I allowed with the requirements that I gave at that time. Tonight I finally prepare my needs which I will bring tomorrow morning to Jakarta before going to bed. While kissing Teo's face I prayed for the good of my son and his health. Don't forget I sent a message to Santi if I'm going to Jakarta in the morning. Hopefully what I want can make my family proud of my request.

Happy that I can finally replace Dad as the backbone of the family. I don't know if I can replace him. I am happy because I am still given the opportunity to make both my parents happy.

Can't sleep well I just look at the clock on my phone which has changed in the morning or not. But it felt like a long time ago that changed. My eyes closed at last did not feel the dawn of prayer and I woke up to worship and do what I wanted to prepare. Especially before Teo woke up I had to be ready to just prepare the needs of Teo to take me to the terminal. Three things I finally felt this morning. The drowsiness that was not yet completely full of sleep, and the fear that I would make my son cry because he wanted to come with me not to mention I felt fear because I had never been far from my parents.

At the terminal I told Teo to work and bought Teo a big toy. Teo also complied without crying at all, maybe because it was often the same mother of the baby so I did not feel so much if I had to leave him. It was only the tears I saw. Because Dad smiled when I said goodbye.

"I say goodbye, Father, mother, Teo" I said from the bus I was riding as I waved my hand. It felt mixed up I never went far from my parents but the demands of the necessities of life that I bear today require that I do. Maybe in the afternoon I will be in Jakarta. I continued to sleep on the bus and prayed that everything would be fine. The memory of me being abandoned by my ex-husband is an encouragement to my life today. He prefers to live with his girlfriend first who may be his son was also born today. Ah stupid I don't want to think about any of that. It feels stupid I still remember it but even though I let it not think but it still appears by itself. The eyes closed but the mind kept remembering it.

Until someone finally patted my empty seat next to me. I woke up and shifted to the side for various seats with her. I looked outside for another quarter of an hour. By asking the passenger next to me I knew it. Adhan Magrib also reverberated indicating that the time will come at night. Exactly about 7 nights I arrived at the Lebak Bulus Jakarta terminal. Because all day I did not eat other than breakfast this morning blind, I decided to eat at Padang rice stall sebrang terminal when I arrived at the terminal and got off the bus I was riding earlier. While pulling my small suitcase I slightly ran to quickly get up and eat. It feels like the worms in my stomach can't wait to ask for fill.

With a swift and greedy one serving of Padang rice runs out unceremoniously. Either because I'm hungry or because my portion of food is a little important I'm ready to give Santi news. I sip warm water provided by the cashier I immediately look for the phone in my bag. I put my right hand in but I didn't get that phone. Panic finally I put both my hands to look for the flat object. I can't do anything about it if I don't find it. And how I panicked it turned out that even the wallet I had was not in my bag.

I want to cry right now. There's nothing I can do but scream if I can. All the money in the wallet is gone and my phone is also not sure who took it. For sure I just have 25,000 thousand to pay for my meal less or not. To the extent that there was a man who had been sitting in front of me approaching in the chair I was sitting in. Ask what happened to me.

What other trials I'm receiving right now. I who could do nothing finally looked at the man who approached me with questions in my head.