The Waves That Never Exit

Chapter 2 Black Mist Brings Dark

One beautiful afternoon we both my father went to the banana garden, where I could enjoy the harvest from our garden...after the father and mother moved to work they always took the time to garden in the afternoon after teaching, in the garden were many types of vegetables and fruits. Every day we went through together excitedly because we could gather together, sometimes we went to the city where my sister went to school. My mother said "What do you think you'll eat when we get there?" I said "I want to eat meatballs and ice cream huh Mah..", mother "she's son....we'll buy ya.", then...", I felt happy at that time and my brother graduated from High School and at that time I was in second grade Junior High did not feel like three years I could be together with mamah and papah, when my sister came home she delivered the results of her exams to mamah and papah ya. with a statement passed, so my sister wanted to continue her education in AKPOL at that time...mamah and papah eagerly planned their departure to the city of Palangka Raya to take my brother to continue his ideals, until the arrival of their departure on Thursday. That morning I set out to take them to the city of Palangkaraya, my mother and father left me a message "Thought you were fine in the house take good care of yourself and our house should not be cleaned properly, son!", I said "yes, my father asked "what does Dira aspire to become someday?", I said "become a monastery of wati Pah...". My father was silent to hear from me at that time and asked again the question "are you serious and is there no one else, son?, to be a nurse or midwife maybe" I said "no my father just wanted to become a sati monastery because it was my ideal of fourth grade Elementary school, without exception if someday I have to undo my intention is reward", my mother also said "your mother does not agree Dira if you will live a life of monastic and who will continue the legacy of mamah and papah?", I said "there will be their brother and sister mah...who will continue the legacy of mamah and papah". Not a single word came out from the mouth of mamah and papah at that time, and we together walked to their departure place, and, I held my mother's hand tightly when she was leaving and my father turned his head while riding his bike and said, "be careful, son...we were leaving on Saturday and coming home on Sunday", with my father's teary eyes extending his hand to me and I grabbed my father's hand and said "father why?", but he did not answer my question with my confusion about the unusual attitude, because I was often in the house but never my father almost shed tears when he left me, then my mother also reached out and hugged me she said "your son should be a good son huh, take good care of yourself do not ever want to fall into a bad relationship, son, we are sure you can certainly son", my mother cried almost unable to take off her arms and in wonderfully mixed confusion I let go of them that day. Evening came, I felt uncomfortable with the last words until Saturday I waited for them to come home in front of the house, I expectantly waited until the afternoon changed with the evening and I finally went home, muttering "maybe they come home tomorrow" as I turned back home. At 18.00 WIB suddenly there was a knock on the door and I opened the door "uh....what's the matter aunt?" then he said, "They were mamah and your papah was in an accident, your mother is dead and your father is in the hospital and your sister is too", like in a lightning bolt my heart was broken into pieces until I was confused what to do at that time, then I slowly took care of the house to prepare the place where my mother's father's corpse because my neighbor said the corpse would be taken tomorrow to our residence, after half an hour I finished coming back to the news saying that my father had also breathed his last which will also be brought tomorrow along with my mother, I roared and said "what do you want from me God so you take the parents we so much hit on this world, why do you give me such a God-like ordeal that you don't know how we can continue this life God, you are God who is unjust to me...just now I could feel gathered with them You separated for eternity", a broken heart made me half crazy at that time.Tomorrow I welcomed the corpse of my parents, and my brother didn't accompany me to wait for our parents' bodies because he had to take care of our dying brother at the hospital. Doris Silvanus, shortly after my brother's departure came the grandmother and aunt of their father's family to accompany me in guarding our parents' corpses, the next day we and our family went to the cemetery to immerse their mother and father in his final resting place. I spoke at their funeral "mah merah will I remember all your advice, I just ask you never forget us your children who will fight for life without you again pray we're the reward of being safe". Starting that day the struggle of the three of us began.The view of life is pitch black no shadow makes me feel afraid to step but must still be taken.