The story of the Gigolo

My parents' accident

Both my parents were on their way to Jakarta.

From morning I've woken up to clean the Penthouse.

Alfred has made a list of things to do today with his parents.

For months Alfred lived in loneliness, eventually he will not be lonely anymore because of the arrival of his parents.

The apartment bell reads when Alfred is choosing a wine that he will try with his parents.

Alfred rushed to the door because it must have been Mama and Papa.

And sure enough Mama, Papa and a Driver helped Papa drive today.

I hugged my Mom and Dad tightly. I miss it so much with them.

" Of Fred Mama can't breathe this, mom's hair can be damaged Fred "Mama patted my arm that was holding her.

" Did you meet Fred? "

" Yes grin, but don't get busted mama's hair. Mama's to morning copy "

I embrace my Mom and Dad and invite him into the room.

" What a big apartment you Fred. It's cool "

Mama was amazed to look around this penthouse, and she was unceasingly amazed.

" Yes, my mom and Dad live with me "

" Where would your Papa be far away from his restaurant "

I took Mama to the Balcony where the wind was not too strong.

" Well, Fred, the view, you sit here every day? " I forgot to put in the glass and bottle of wine that I drank here in the afternoon.

" Yes Ma. Where is your mom going today? Let Fred anter "

" No where we go, we've been here all day Fred. Mama has brought food to stay in the taro in the microwave "

Tumben once, usually Mama is always happy if I invite in the Mall.

But today it has come a long way to Jakarta and not go anywhere.

But maybe because the kangen weight is the same as his favorite child.

We just watched TV and talked all day.

I helped Mama get out the food that Mama brought.

" Mah is not wrong this is a lot of food, we are only three Ma where out? "

Mama brought her various side dishes that she cooked by herself.

There is grilled chicken, fried sambal ati, shrimp sambal, stir-fry jengkol, and many others.

" The rest you can eat for the day. You're saying it's hard to find good Sundanese cuisine in Jakarta, so Mama made a lot of "

Mama's cuisine is second to none, I certainly won't refuse in this much food cuisine.

We ate three of them. It's been a while since eating three didn't happen.

I enjoy every bite of side dish that Mama brings.

After that we watched TV, I slept on Mama's lap.

Mama stroked my hair, it felt so calm and comfortable.

Papa also told me a lot about his new venture.

Introducing the name of Papa's employee to me.

Tells how Papa's restaurant business goes. Starting from ordering raw materials, processing methods, marketing and other technical matters.

As if tomorrow I would continue the restaurant business.

But I don't know why I listen to every word Papa speaks.

It didn't feel like the afternoon was almost changing the night. I, Mama and Papa were enjoying the sunset on the balcony of the apartment.

Seeing the color change of the sky until it finally became dark.

" Mama Papa don't want to stay here first? Alfred still misses "I'm holding Mama's hand holding her away.

" Later Mama play again yes, tomorrow Mama there is a funeral home with Mama's friend "

But because tomorrow Mama has a funeral then have to go home tonight too.

I took Mama and Papa to the parking lot.

" A is the name of hisa nitip Mama sareeung Papa nyaa A "I give a message to A Maman driver who will bring the car.

I looked at Mama and Papa's car until it didn't look like it had just moved into the apartment.

I put all the food you brought in Tupperware.

What to eat tomorrow morning. Just by imagining it, I smiled.

After that I washed all our dinner plates and glasses.

Vacuum the room and tidy up all the items back into place.

I didn't feel like I was clean for two hours. Mama and Papa should be here soon.

I checked the share location via whatsapp from Mama and the position is still in the Padalarang toll road.

Old also new until Padalarang may be jammed, I thought in my heart.

An hour later the position of Mama's share location is still the same.

I'm still thinking if maybe Mama does not have an internet network so that her live location is not active.

I called Papa's number not answering, and neither did Mama's number.

Maybe sleep, I thought again.

Thirty minutes later I checked the position of the live location still inside the Padalarang toll did not move.

I began to worry, because it has been more than three hours not yet to reach Bandung.

I kept calling Papa and Mama's numbers still unappointed.

I should have asked for A Maman's phone number, maybe A Maman could have been called.

The clock is twelve o'clock at night.

I'm still back and forth in the living room, waiting for word from Mama and Papa.

My heart was very unsettled, never had Mama and Papa not returned my messages all this time.

I checked Mama's live location is still in the same location.

I tried to call Mama's number again and it was finally lifted.

" Ma, where are you? "

" Hello "Elifted by a man I can assure you it wasn't Papa's voice or A Maman's.

My hair immediately goosebumps, my blood seems to flow quickly, my mind has gone where.

" Yes Hello, this is who "I answered

" This is me with Sugeng Pak, the son of Mrs Marini and Mr Widjaja? "

" Surely sir, my Papa and Mama why? "

" See you calm, at this time your Mother and Father, had an accident at KM twenty to Bandung "

My legs were limp and my tears were not held back.

Furthermore, I did not really clearly hear what was said by the police.

I just heard I was asked to come to a hospital.

I'm so sorry, I should have brought Mama and Papa home myself and if there was an accident let us wretch together.

I should've kept Mama and Papa from going home, to hell with that socialite.

There are many assumptions in my mind. Let me just die God, not both my parents.

The sound of my cries resonated throughout this penthouse room.

I'm too fragile for God to feel such great pain.

Why not just me, this sinful child whom You took his life.

Why should parents I love so much.

I have no one else but them.