The Short Poetry Collection
No Surrender
These ideals have been on my mind since I was a child and have never changed until now. Coincidentally, my ideals were inspired by my talent, singing. There is no day when I do not sing. Starting from singing children's songs, whether they speak Indonesian or foreign languages. Then, as I grew up, I started singing songs that were hits in her time.
Now I'm gonna pass High School, just take the final exam. I discussed with my parents about the college major I would take later after graduation. I also explained why I chose that major and everything related. But somehow they didn't agree to it. They want me to follow in their footsteps to become a PNS, more assured they say. I refused because I never liked it. They're stubborn, and so am I. I want to be a singer, take the path I really want to be. Not a path that is a compulsion.
Still not desperate, I went back to talking to them. However, it's the same. They said I wouldn't be able to become a famous singer because I came from the village. I got out of control until I snapped at them, saying everything that was in my head at the time. Yeah, I know it's wrong. Because of that, I did not speak a word with them for days.
Every night after dinner, I locked myself in my room. I thought of the best path. I don't want to be disobedient to my parents to be a singer. Every night, I contemplated everything, looking for various info about the world of college. Until the final exam was over I had not found the right answer to my own way of life.
Should I choose you or choose him
Can you choose between the two of you
Then, what I got after that
Feeling sad or happy
Is it like this
Follow the trail or trace alone
Being ungodly or forgetting dreams
Obey orders or always fight back
When this cycle ends is not left
Any choice is no different
Silence will not be able to
This self is swallowed by the world
Let the choice remain the choice
Want to leave, no need to decide
Let it all end without an answer
However, everything is free
Inevitably, there must be an answer
And I made the third option
I will not give up on both
On Sunday, I tried to talk back to them. Explain everything I can so they can agree. I even made a promise if they would let me trace my own path. All the ways I counted last night I told you. Now, just waiting for my parents' decision. If they refuse, fine. I will follow in their footsteps to become a PNS, without forgetting my dreams. I mean, this singer's job is gonna be a part-time job. If they accept with all my heart, I will keep all the promises I have made.
"Son, Mamak is the same father who does not want to make you the same as your dreams. To be a singer from scratch is hard, son. Mamak doesn't want you to do anything. If you are a teacher, it is easy. There's a lot of work here. So, you're not hard to find work anymore. Mama is up to you now. Mamak wants Mamak's children to wholeheartedly digejalaninnya." said Mamakku soft and then glanced towards the Father.
"Anyways you should be a teacher like the father of Mamak. There is no being a singer-singer" said the father firmly.
"If Riri's part-time job as a singer, what's up, sir?" my many.
"Cannot. So teacher, teacher. Can you be a singing teacher for kids?"
Eh? Also true. I could be a singing teacher. Things I never thought of. Then I nodded quickly, then spontaneously embraced Mamak and my Father. "Riri ndak will mamek mamak ngecewain Bapak."
