The Various Kinds of Stories
Free - FathirFairush
I sometimes envy, seeing other children like me play freely without thinking about the slightest lesson. I sometimes envy looking at my peers, if he gets a bad grade he can't be maki from his parents in the least. I sometimes get upset with God, why I was born into this family. It feels like just killing yourself.
But my heart says, “you can definitely go through all this with your confidence”.
Introduce, my name Dimas son Anggara usually I called Dimas by my peers, now I sit on the bench 1 Junior High, I from Elementary School have been taught by my parents, I am now,for discipline.From school I have to follow Les, after finishing Les I have to Study again for the lesson tomorrow, and the night I have to fill my Pr, there is not the slightest time to play, I have to study again for the lesson tomorrow, my parents say that playing is a waste of time.
Every day I am only allowed to study, study and learn there is no time to play even a little, I play if my parents are not at home,once upon a time I was playing ball with the children of the complex near my house, when I was playing, my father came and pulled my ear,along the way my father scolded me Out of thin air without looking a bit around him, I was only able to keep my head down while holding back my shame.
Time goes on, and my parents' treatment is still the way it used to be, no playtime, no watch time there is just study, no time to watch, I began to feel saturated with the treatment of my parents, I began to think how can I be free, from here? Do I have to get out of the house?, it seems like if such a plan, I'm not ready to do it yet.
Day after Day as time went on, it did not feel like the timing of the Rapids Division in Semester 1 had arrived - this was what I feared all my life, receiving the rapot here all students will receive an impromptu speech by his parents, including me indeed I did not always get it even though it was always in the Marahi Out of Exhaustion ,Earlier that time, even though I did not always get it,by the time I was in the 4th grade in the 1st semester I won the 2nd place in my class, I thought at the time my parents wouldn't be mad at me because I still had the class,but not when I got home I was immediately scolded all-out by my father until I was threatened if I did not win 1 in Semester two then I would not be recognized as his son anymore.
So since that incident I also began to study hard and managed to prove it, in the second semester I managed to win 1st place in the class,But why is my current feeling not good with my grades In Junior High this one semester, and it's true that when my name is mentioned in the Third Order My heart is very Chaotic, my heart is very, My heart began to move very fast and cold sweat began to spread throughout the body, did the incident happen again?, I also began to move forward and give a thin smile to the people around me, he said,and I began to see my father's reddened expression restraining anger.
When I gave my dad the rapot, he took me to the car and went home.
Arriving at home the door was slammed hard, my sister started to come out of her room and see what happened.
“Basic son Fool, How Can you get a champion 3, are you not afraid of my threats at that time?.”sok dad Dimas.
“I'm sorry well, Dimas couldn't realize dad's wish.” replied Dimas.
“Make what, you All this time Daddy entered you to a luxurious tutoring place complete with facilities but you are not champion one, make what?.” asked father to Dimas.
“But Dimas never asked the slightest father, to enter Dimas to the tutoring place, it was only the will of the father not the will of Dimas.” replied Dimas while holding back his anger.
Suddenly Dad's hand, floated and managed to hit Dimas' cheek and immediately left a palm mark on the cheek.
His father went and went into his room.
Dimas could only endure the pain of his father's slap.
Dimas went up to the 2nd floor and entered the room and closed the door of his room tightly, in his room Dimas also let out as many tears as possible, he vented all his sadness that he had been silent about his parents' treatment of him.
The clock had shown at 10:00 WIB but, Dimas was completely unable to sleep he still remembered his father's harsh treatment of him, he began to think of leaving his house, he wanted to live freely, free to move, he was free to move, expression does whatever it wants, without having to be controlled by anyone.
He was optimistic about wanting to run away from home, he also cleaned up his clothes including Junior High School uniform and also brought his savings, which he had collected for years,and also he did not forget before he left his house he left a small letter to his father.
Even when he came out of the room secretly, he began to descend the stairs without producing the slightest sound, and then he managed to reach the main door,he began to slowly unlock the land, and he managed to open the door without making a sound, and he went to the gate, he saw that Rio was asleep at the security post, dimas finally got out of his house.
On the way, Dimas was confused where he should go, where to stay?because he had gone too far, Dimas decided to rest for a while on the sidewalk, and he saw a mother selling cakes nearby, because she was hungry,he decided to buy a cake at his mother's place.
“ibu, this layer cake how much it costs?.”tanya Dimas to the mother of the cake seller.
“Owh, this is the price of a thousand rupiah only son.”ansi mother of the cake seller.
“Owh, then I Buy three yes Bu cake.” replied Dimas.
Dimas also gave the money to the mother of the cake seller, while naming the cake Dimas also asked the mother of the cake seller, why he had not returned home when it was night.
“Mother why not go home?.”thanya Dimas to the mother of the cake seller.
“Mother's hand is not over yet son.”answer mother Seller of the cake.
“Why, why are you still selling?, why not continue tomorrow?.”
“How can mother go home son, mother only have to buy medicine for the child of the mother who is sick.”ansi mother of the cake seller, while holding her tears out.
“Emang children mother sick what?.”tanya Dimas to the mother seller while rubbing the shoulder of the mother to stay strong.
“Son mother has a fever son, has three days her fever does not go down.”answer mother Seller cake.
“Owh, so use my money aja first Mom, make pay for hospital child mom.” replied Dimas.
“Masya Allah, thank you yes nak already want to help mom pay money for mother's child's treatment.” replied the mother while hugging Dimas.
“Oh, my son, why don't you go home?, are you not wanted by your parents?.” asked the mother of the cake seller to Dimas.
“My parents, already do not want me anymore Mom, smooch because I am less Perfect in their eyes.”ansi,Dimas while holding his tears out.
“Already, remove the tears do not be expelled now, now where do you want to go?.”thanya the mother to Dimas.
“I don't know where to go now, I don't have a Home anymore?.” replied Dimas while wiping his tears.
“Yaudah, now you come with me to the mother's house.” replied the mother of the cake seller.
Dimas finally chose to stay with the mother of the cake seller.
The morning......
His father was still angry with Dimas, he opened the door of his room and slammed it as hard as he did.But he did not see the child inside but just a paper on his study table, he opened the letter and started reading it.
For dad
Forgive Dimas yes, well if Dimas makes you disappointed.
Forgive Dimas, yeah, well if Dimas put you to shame.
Dimas realized, Dimas is not a perfect son in the eyes of the father.
Dimas realized, Dimas is not perfect brother Rega who always got the class champion.
In love with my father, Dimas never hated my father in the least.
Although I hate Dimas, but not Dimas.
Well, I said yes for a few days, maybe a few years until this wound heals and recovers.
Well, don't look for Dimas yeah, Dimas is fine out here, don't worry Dimas, Dimas only takes a minute.
Greetings dear, Dimas.
The letter, Show the arrow that is firmly planted in his Heart, and the arrow managed to break the selfishness of the middle-aged man, so that he could not hold his tears out and wet his cheeks,and he realized that his selfishness all along can only make others hurt against his treatment.
Waking up from his deep sleep, he saw the clock was showing 05.30 WIB. He immediately took a shower and performed dawn prayers, after the Dimas prayer helped the mother of the cake seller, to make a cake that will be sold later.
“What cake will you make for sale today?.”thanya Dimas to the mother of the cake seller.
“don't call mom keep dong, mom's got a name.”
“Mom's name, Ms. Sinta”ansi Bu Sinta while making cake dough in her hands.
“owh, I'm sorry Mom I haven't met you, from last night.”ucap Dimas while holding a laugh.
They tell each other about their funny stories while making cake dough.
“Bu sinta, in this area there is a Junior High School?.”kanya Dimas to Bu Sinta.
“ada ndok, but the school is ordinary, not as luxurious as your school first.” replied Bu Sinta.
“I'm looking for knowledge Mom, not looking for a good school building.” replied Dimas with a thin smile.
“Wah did not expect mother, children your age even the spirit of learning, when the time of mother and daughter as big as you can only play, understand the money used to be difficult to find.” replied Bu Sinta while staring in awe.
Did not feel the cake batter they made, finally finished in the made stay fried mas also help Bu Sinta fry doughnuts,then sprinkled refined sugar on a doughnut and put in its packaging and sold around by Bu Sint, not forgetting Dimas also helped Bu Sinta sell doughnuts around the village where Bu Sinta lived.
After selling donuts, Dimas played ball with the children on the field close to where Bu Sinta lived, Finally, after a long time, he waited for this moment, which is free to play at any time without having to fear being discovered again with his father.
A few years later...
Dimas is now in the 3rd grade of Junior High, now he is comfortable with his condition of living freely without being set again by his father, he is now comfortable,he also during school got a scholarship.so he did not worry to pay spp, as usual after returning home from school he helped Ms. Sinta to sell cakes around the village, this is the life you want so far to live freely, not brave with lessons, because dimas knows when he is time to learn when it is time to relax and play with his friends.
Now that the distribution of the report in the semester had arrived, Dimas told Bu Sinta to ask him to take his report in exchange for the guardian of his parents Dimas, who was his father,Ms. Sinta was happy to see Dimas smiling widely without any fear in him.
Dimas also won first place in his class, he also saw Bu Sinta and gave him a very wide smile, Bu Sinta also replied with a smile, Dimas also came to Bu Sinta.
“Bu, thank you for allowing Dimas to stay with mom” replied Dimas while holding a report and hugging Bu Sinta.
“Ndok, you do not miss your father.”kanya Bu Sinta to Dimas.and Dimas suddenly release his embrace from Bu Sinta.
“I don't know Mom, if you're still angry with me, maybe someday I'll visit you again, maybe this heart has not fully recovered from the wound that still imprints in the heart.” replied Dimas while holding his tears out.
“that's up to yourself son, mother just proposed it, mother is afraid your father waited too long.” replied Bu Sinta while smiling at Dimas.
Dimas also only nodded and returned a smile to Ms. Sinta.
Did not feel that the 1st semester vacation was over, Dimas also studied hard so that he could get a high UN score so that he could enter the favorite High School for free,Dimas also put on his shoes and took his bag and went to school, not forgetting he said goodbye first with Ms. Sinta.
Dimas went to school with enthusiasm, not forgetting he gave a smile to the people around him, after a few minutes later he arrived at school he put his bag on the bench while waiting for his teacher to come, Dimas also opened the textbook he brought from home.
“Good morning children.”pak Rudi who is an Indonesian teacher gives greetings to children in class.
“Morning sir.”answer all students.
“Bapak has important info, you will tell that there is an Ipa Olympic competition to be held at Nusa Bangsa High School,and his Prize scholarship for 3 years along with money worth 50million is anyone interested.”kanya mr. Rudi to all students.
Of all the students in the class, only Dimas was willing to participate in the ipa Olympics.
“Ok dimas, after your lesson, you come to the office to take fill out the form first and fill it.” replied Mr. Rudi.
The Indonesian language learning hours were completed, in accordance with the Instructions of Mr. Rudi, after Pak Rudi Dimas also joined Mr. Rudi to the office to fill out the Olympic race form at SMA Nusa Bangsa.
Dimas also studied very hard, so that he could win the race, and got a scholarship and money worth 50 million, Bu Sinta who heard the news was very happy.Until the end of the day came, the,Dimas left with Rudi in his car.
A few minutes later, they finally reached their destination, Dimas got off the car with Mr. Rudi, and went to the committee desk to re-register, after re-registration Dimas also entered the race room, there were many participants of the race, but he was not at all pessimistic With his belief, Dimas also sat in the seat in accordance with the race number.
The race began, and Dimas also worked very carefully, he began to read the questions carefully so that the answers he answered were not wrong.
A few hours had passed, and Dimas had finished working on all these problems, without the slightest worry about the answer, because he was sure that the answer he had filled in was the correct answer, the time of correction was over, too, this was what Dimas had been waiting for, he could not wait to receive the result.
“announcement, the winner of the race to be read soon, is expected For students whose names are mentioned please progress to the stage.” The host asked for a moment's attention to all participants of the race.
“Vote 3 olympiad level SMP is,Raihan from SMP 1 cimerak,Juara 2 olympiad ipa level SMP is, The princess of SMP 2 taduh Umbrella, and the champion of 1 olympiad ipa level SMP is... Dimas from SMP 5 Cipanas, expected in the winner of the race up to the stage.” The host asked the participants who had been called to go up on stage.
Dimas was very happy, when his name was mentioned in the first order, he prostrated when he arrived on the stage, he knew every trial was very heavy, surely there would be a silver lining.
After the race Dimas went home, and showed it to Bu Sinta.
“Mother.. I won nih.”seru Dimas when I got home.
“alhamdulilah son, you win stay humble ya ndok.” replied Bu Sinta while smiling happily to Dimas.
“Alhamdulillah Ma'am. I got a scholarship for three years.”Dimas also showed his gift to Bu Sinta.
“But.”
“but why son?.”tanya Bu Sinta to Dimas.
“But Dimas, must stay at Dormitory Bu, so Dimas can only go home every Sunday only.” replied Dimas sad.
“So papa ndok, as long as for your future mother is willing to let go of you.” replied Bu Sinta while holding back her tears.
“Thank you Mom, already received me to be the adopted child of my own mother.” replied Dimas while hugging tightly the body of Bu Sinta.
Did not feel the time continues to run, the UN arrived Dimas had prepared everything, he had studied all night in order to get maximum marks when the exam Later.
The exam arrived, and Dimas entered the exam room he read the questions carefully, so that the answers he answered were correct, the test lasted for 3 days, and then he read the questions,Dimas was impatient with the results of the exam he had been working on for 3 days in a row.
The results of the exam were also in the school, Dimas also saw the results of the exam, he cheered happily when his test score was an average of 100 he went home and told the results of the exam to Bu Sinta, who was not involved in the test,Ms. Sinta hugged Dimas for a number of times she was crying happily in Dimas' arms, for some reason Ms. Sinta hugged Dimas to tears on her shoulders, she felt Dimas was her own biological child.
“Udah Bu.. don't cry anymore.”ask Dimas to Bu Sinta..
“I cry, because I am happy when I see you have succeeded in becoming a successful child.” replied Bu Sinta while wiping her tears.
“It is also thanks to the support of the mother during this time, to Dimas.” replied Dimas while rubbing the back of Bu Sinta slowly.
Even Sinta nodded.
Vacation also arrived.., Dimas did not want to waste his vacation period he also helped Ms. Sinta make cakes and cake sales, and,for the last time he wanted to return the service to Bu Sinta because he had taken good care of Dimas.Dimas also cheered to the people to buy his cake merchandise Bu Sinta, and he cheered on her,Ms. Sinta just smiled looking at the man's spirit.
“Already, son do not use your voice too often, then your throat can hurt.”plekat Bu Sinta while smiling at Dimas.
“Nothing Dimas sound out, as long as the trading of mother cakes sold out.”Answer him while laughing.
Time continued to run, day after day, the holiday time was over, now Dimas had to leave for the Dormitory and had to leave Bu Sinta and Sri Sinta's only daughter, Bu Sinta,Dimas was sad to leave Bu Sinta, who had been taking good care of him all this time.
“Bu, Dimas go Dimas promise, kalo Dimas already successful later Dimas will invite mother and Sri to stay with Dimas again.”sambut hugged tightly Bu Sinta.
“Iya ndok, mom wait for you yes until success.”ansi Bu sinta while rubbing Dimas' back.
Dimas also released his embrace and immediately said goodbye to Bu Sinta.
Day by day, time continues to run does not feel Dimas has graduated from High School and he is now working in a multinational company, he can not wait to show success to Bu Sinta, he also can not wait to show success, people have been taking good care of him all along.
On the way to Bu Sinta's house, Dimas also accidentally met an old beggar on the side of the road, Dimas also wanted to approach the beggar and give him two packs of bread that he had bought at a mini market on the side of the road.
How shocked he was when he saw the face of the old beggar, it turned out that the beggar was his own father, his own father was also shocked when he saw the face of the person who gave the bread, it was his own son whom he had slapped seven years ago, he wanted to go and stay away from Dimas but, Dimas held the old beggar's hand.
“Dad,why could this.”kanya Dimas to his father while holding his tears out.
“Long story son, three years ago home dad fire and company dad broke.”ansi dad while wiping his tears off the cheek.
“Then where's sister Rega yah.”
“Kak Rega was dead when the fire at home nak.”this time father could not hold back the tears that fell on his cheeks.
“Son, I'm sorry dad has been selfish to you, dad has slapped you at that time.”ucap Dad while hugging tightly Dimas body.
“Yes well, Dimas has long forgiven father, now father comes to live with Dimas yes.” replied Dimas
Dimas drove his father into his car and immediately picked up Bu Sinta and Sri to his house.
A few minutes later he arrived at the house of Sinta, he got out of his car and also his father, he began to knock on his door.
“Assalamualaikum.”dimas also knocked on the door.
“waalaikumsallam.”a beautiful girl while slowly opening the door.
“Wah, there's brother Dimas Bu, he has succeeded bu.”ansi Sri his son Bu Sinta who has now grown up.
“Masya Allah nak Dimas, it has been a success now.” replied Bu Sinta while smiling at Dimas.
“Iya ma'am, Alhamdulillah this is also thanks.” replied Dimas while kissing the hand of Bu Sinta.
“Oh, he wants it behind you who is it?.”kanya Bu asked Dimas.
“Oh, introduce this my father.” replied Dimas while inviting his father to shake with Bu Sinta.
“bu, thank you for taking care of my son all this time.”ucap Father to Bu Sinta, while crying in front of Bu Sinta.
“Iya sir equally, I am also happy to meet the father, I am amazed by the father, he is a good, friendly, persistent and unyielding child.” replied Ms. Sinta while smiling at Dimas.
“ah, mom could have praised me.” Dimas replied with a laugh.
“Oh, my son why come suddenly here?.” wondered Bu Sinta to Dimas.
“Kan Dimas has promised Mom, if Dimas is successful Dimas will invite Mom and Sri to stay with dimas.”andawa dimas.
“Come now clean mother and Sri clothes and after that we go to Rumah Dimas.” said Dimas while inviting Bu Sinta.
After getting dressed, Bu Sinta got into the car and went to Dimas' house with his father Dimas, and they ended up living together.
Done it.
