There's No Saying Dear

It's Hard to Be a Parent

There was the sound of the dawn prayer, making the young man sleeping on the sofa wake up. The sky to the bathroom. After five minutes, he came out with a wet face.

The young man approached the left side bed.

"Hey lady, dawn!" he said, but the one called never woke up.

How he woke up, the guy that night, at half-hour one, the round-faced girl was crying. Until two more hours. The worse again! The light was crying too. Because of her beauty. Finally the round-faced girl, asleep in the carrying of the lecturer.

"Hey lady!" call again. His eyes began to open little by little. The light opened his eyes. Not because of the call from Heaven, but because the water on the face of Heaven was dripping, which hit his cheek .

"Yes, Bang!" The light starts to walk towards the bathroom. The sky came out of that room. When the light came out of the bathroom, at that moment. The sky opened the door to Beautiful's room.

"Thank you, Bang!" light, receiveth the face of Heaven. The light thought, why is the young man in front of him, very familiar with the house.

They began to pray. It did not take long for the prayer to end soon. The light began to fold the face, put it next to the bed, precisely on the top of the drawer.

The light approached the still sleeping beauty. Hold the forehead of the girl who is still sleeping very soundly. Looks like the heat is coming down a little. Check the temperature of the girl. And sure enough the temperature is already 37.6°C. No need to open the light.

"Bang, I'm going downstairs, yeah, I'm going to cook for Beautiful!" The sky sitting on the sofa just nodded.

The light starts cooking the food. Thankfully, college did not come in. The clock shows six o'clock exactly. The light has finished cooking.

There was a sound of people coming down the stairs. And sure enough, it turned out that it was the Sky that carried Beautiful. The girl's face was still a little pale when it was in the sling of Heaven.

"Morning, Pretty!" greet the Light, while putting food on the table to eat. But the one asked answered.

"Well then sit down, at the dinner table. Later, beauty must eat and take medicine if she wants to recover. And of course when, Beautifully healed we'll eat rice pecel."

They're sitting on the dining table chairs. Beautiful sitting beside the Light. The young man was in both.

"Beautiful eat yes, dear," said Light. Beautiful shakes. Could it be that round-faced girl, would eat if Bubble's not willing to tell a story. That night alone the story thought Light.

"How about we eat it outside, later Sis Cahaya who feeds. Om the fat Lecturer." Good offer according to Beautiful. When else is he in the hold of the Lecturer and in the bribe of Bubble's akak. Beautiful nodded. The sky was very shocked, what kind of crazy idea was that. Not what! Beautiful is like a ball. Agam Ariaja.

They are already on the terrace of the house, a beautiful view, because there planted some trees and flowers.

The clock shows at ten in the morning. The round-faced girl fell asleep, it seemed like the heat had started to subside even though it was not too fit.

"Yes, Mi!" said Light, Agam Ariaja's wife called him.

"How are you, beautiful. Tea?" tanyanya wife Agam Ariaja, whose voice sounded worried. To his youngest child who has a fever.

"Calm down Mi, the fever has gone down at dawn. And was also willing to eat, although it had to be forced but fortunately willing. Now that he's sleeping it might be a recovery phase. "

"All right, thank you. Mom doesn't know what to do if there's no you. Maybe we'll go home tonight" said Agam Ariaja's wife.

"Yes, Mi. I hope Mami doesn't worry too much about Beautiful, she'll get well" she said.

The phone call is over. It is possible that if that year, there is already a Whatsapp application wife Agam Ariaja certainly can video call.

"It's hard being a parent." Light thought, it turned out to be an old man was not as easy as he imagined. She imagined, what if she later had a sick child, like Beautiful. Would she be able to calm down, seeing that Beauty who was not her flesh blood was just about to cry. What if I see my sick son.

Light returned to Beautiful's room, she wanted to see if Beautiful was still sleeping. He opened the door, the round-faced girl, still sleeping with her Lecturer. It seemed like the young man was also tired, due to lack of sleep last night. The light began to close the door, he went back down.

The light sitting on the stairs. He remembered the writing in the room Beautiful Yes! The papers that were stuck on the wall.

"What does that writing mean. What does it mean to be longing if you never meet. Maybe it was for Mentari. Not that time papi, say if Beautiful never met with mbak Mentari!" The light was confused by the questions that sprung from his brain.

Time goes on, it's daytime just think Light. He decided to make pecel. The light saw kale, nuts and toge. What's wrong if he cooks it. Who knows the round-faced girl was eating, maybe that's what Light had in mind. She started cooking vegetables first. While waiting he made the pecel seasoning. It didn't take long for the cooking to be finished. At the same time they came. Who else, if not the Lecturer and the round-faced girl.

"Corny, Pretty!" greet the Light, it is possible that the girl will answer it.

"Jiang!" the answer, which is in the sling of the Lecturer. Could it be that the girl, already healed, thought Light, who saw Beautiful face fresher than before.

"You know Beautiful ..." The girl shook her head, but the Light had not continued her words. "I make pecel, Beautiful eat a lot ya, baby!" the girl nodded. Hah, relieved if the girl no longer needs to be forced to eat.

Morning soup is soup in the afternoon again. Surely the girl did not want to eat anymore, so Light decided to make a pecel. And his appetite seems to be back. The light is very happy, if the round-faced girl is healed, later that night the girl's mother will go home. Maybe the light will also go home. That woman always thought of her grandmother. When Sky picked him up he was just saying goodbye to his father.

"Bang, it turns out that being an old man is difficult, yes," he said, who was asked just to be quiet. The light was very upset with the young man in front of him.