The Sandwich Generation's
Loadings
Meanwhile bang Nasrul again contacted me to ask for certainty when he could bring his family to this city, of course, furious because I felt all the burden was abundant on me.
Why they never think that I am just an employee of a shopping mall in a mall that of course only rely on salary, salary, plus the sales bonus if I can reach the target already specified.
If not yes just get basic salary and meal money not to mention if there is a loss then I have to be willing my salary cut to compensate for the loss of the company .
Then how do they lightly hang everything on my shoulders?.
“That brother ever thought no? where does your sister get money from?.” I said as we talked on the phone
“ Yes brother ask for help deck, as a brother should help?.”
“ As a brother should help ya bang? Now I ask you where you were when I had to finance Alin Arif and Dita why did you close your eyes ?. "
“ Why don't you ask if you need help or not? whyaaa!!.”
I screamed on the phone because I couldn't bear the weight that was pressing on me.
“ Yes god deck if you can't ya don't need to scream, heartache brother dek” Sahut bang Nasrul.
“ Because I can't stand it anymore bang you think I have a printing money? I'm a puli bang ”
I can no longer hold back tears when spilling all my uneg uneg bang Nasrul did not say another word finally the phone cut off just like that.
The night my father dana mamak interrogated me apparently bang Nasrul complained to Dad and mamak about the conversation this morning
" Sa dad wants to talk to you" said the father while smoking his kretek smelly smoke filled the living room which only measures 2x3 meters.
Hhuk ..uhuuk! I coughed at the smell of smoke as well as the smell of cigarettes which made my breath tight.
" Oh father why sich still smoke, the doctor has prohibited, besides the others are also affected later." I was a little annoyed to see a father who did not heed the doctor's advice to stop smoking.
" When it's fate that he died without smoking can also die, "While he continues to emit smoke from his mouth and nostrils.
" What do you want to talk about?." Ask me while pressing the remote button to search for my favorite television channel.
" About your brother, he was on the phone with me, he said you were shouting when you were talking on the phone, right?."
" Right, Lisa's tired well you guys don't seem to understand Lisa's just a coolie well not the owner of the money print."
" So it can't be easy to give what you're asking for just like that." Continue me.
Hearing my words, Dad turned off the cigarette butts into the ashtray a little rough.
" If god alone is just, it is impossible for our lives to be like this, it is impossible for fathers to be a burden on children.
If it's not the child who's helping the parents." Say it while you start another cigarette.
" It is not good to offend God well, sustenance, the soul mate of death has a portion." I feel uncomfortable with my father's words.
" Dad knows, but what is the truth like this?."
" Kid you two brothers try to help between you." Mamak told us about our conversation.
"Mak not I don't want to help but to pay for the money study tour Alin alone there is no view of where and how to get the money." My sergeant.
Mom and Dad were silent hearing my words just now .
Suddenly, people heard him say hello from outside
" Assalamualaikum."
" Greetings waalaikum." Father said as he went out to meet the person who said the greeting earlier.
not long ago I went back into the house to say goodbye to my mother.
" where?."
" There's a sagging invitation in block A. "well dad
after my father left I resumed our conversation.
" lin's.. Here call me." At Alin my sister who is now sitting in the 3rd grade Junior High School
Alin inching closer to me .
" Are you obliged to take the study tour?." Ask me
" It's not obligatory, brother, but Alin's time is not coming." Answer glum.
I became sorry to see her like that I could imagine being in her position.
" When did your plan go and where?."
" To bangka belitung kak this mid-december."
" There will still be 4 months left we try to find additional, brother try to find the fare for you." My word.
"Your sister will still want what work son. "timpal mamak.
"Oh we have two hands two feet don't complain."
" Look at Nurul son of Elda, he's not far with you only different 2 years he's not shy to help his mama , take the laundry or ironing in people's place." .
" His money he used to pay for his spp and part of it was given to his mother's example." My imbuh.
" One more thing she's beautiful but she doesn't take pride in her pretty face."
Alin seemed unhappy because he felt compared to our neighbor's son.
" Yes I know brother but don't compare sister like that too!." He snatched the remote near me.
"God! You are learning to be self-conscious if in nasehati ya accept."
I was furious with his reaction after hearing that.
" It's not good to hear the neighbors fighting it's night ."Lerai mamak's.
While the father had already come out because there were neighbors who invited him to drive in the house where people died.
A moment later mamak went into his room and came back out with 1 can of biscuits in the middle hole
At first I didn't think it was a piggy bank.
Mamak gouged the can so open it appeared some fractions of money that mamak collected from the results of selling rempeyek and cakes that he put in the stall.
With the spirit of mamak began to count the money that he managed to set aside all this time
"There's 760 grand, son, add more for your brother's fare."
Alin problem alone there is no solution mamak instead think so that bang Nasrul can come to this city.
Not that I feel happy because my burden is reduced but I feel hurt how not for other children mamak willing to dismantle his piggy bank that he painstakingly collected but do not want to know where I can get the money .
I did not welcome the money that you were giving but I chose to rise from my position and go into the room.
I go into the room and scatter into the bed, my cries spilled on this worn out mattress God until when this injustice I accept my lament.
