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The departure of Father

My name is Tiara Wijaya class XII last semester, I am an outstanding student in school.

School at a favorite school and get a full scholarship because of academic achievement. I'm an only child with a father because my mother died when I was 7.

My father worked as a gardener at my school, he was the one I admired most for his hospitality and great affection for me.

Today is the last day of exams at school, I will try to get the best grades to make Dad proud.

Finished with the school exam sheet, I immediately took my foot out of the room towards the school backyard. I wanted to get to Dad, who today works tidying up the backyard garden of the school.

I don't know why I'm feeling restless today, I feel like I've always missed Dad and always wanted to be close to him.

"Near!!" suddenly there was a man screaming behind me in a hurry he came to me.

I turned and looked at the man in wonder.

"Yes, what's wrong, sir?"

"Near!! Your father was rushed to a public hospital, where he fell while cutting a big tree behind the school"

Deg... like a dagger piercing my heart, I suddenly felt tight, my chest hurt and my tears just escaped.

"Ba.., how can I," I said.

Without waiting for an answer from the man, I ran towards the exit of the school gate. Leaving that dumbfounded man staring at my departure.

In my heart I kept praying "O Allah please protect Father, don't let anything happen to him, only he I have, O God".

Arriving in front of the gate, the Headmaster yelled out to call me.

"Tiara.., Tiara.." The headmaster ran up to me, I stopped my steps.

"Come, I'll drive you to the hospital" said the principal pulling my hand and leading me to his car.

In the hospital hallway I ran to the room where Dad was treated, my tears did not stop dripping.

The look of the people who looked at me in wonder along the hospital hallway was not ignored at all.

Until in front of the special room dad treated, I saw there was Mr. Joni, who was also a gardener at my school standing back and forth with a face that looks restless.

With quick steps I approached Mr. Joni.

"Ba... how is my father's condition Sir" asked sobbed at Pak Joni with trembling body and wheezing breath.

"Your father is still in care, the patient is Tiara. The doctor inside is still handling your father" replied Mr. Joni.

I paced back and forth in front of the room where Dad was taken care of, clenching my hands together and praying in my heart that Dad would be okay. Mr. Joni stroked my back and assured me that everything would be fine.

Soon a Doctor came out of my father's room being treated with a lethargic face. He approached Mr. Joni and myself.

"The patient's condition is critical at the moment, but he continues to insist on meeting his son Tiara" the doctor said, staring at me and Mr. Joni.

I quickly stepped inside the ward, to see my father. A few meters away, I stopped my steps. I stared at the figure of a helpless man on the patient bed. I set my breath and slowly pushed my feet.

Instantly my body trembled and my legs went limp looking at the condition of my weak, helpless father. With an oxygen hose on his nose, a heart monitor attached to his chest and injuries to several parts of his body, he kept calling my name.

"Ti a ra's... Ti ara..," Dad called my name.

With trembling bodies and tears flowing I strengthened my footsteps closer to my father's bed.

"Dad must be strong for Father's Tiara's sake, I beg you to hold on lest you stay alone Father's Tiara"

"Ko. tak le ma ri, ba ca lah" with a stammering voice and intermittent breathing Father tried to speak.

"What do you mean, Dad? do you want a box in the closet? Hold on Dad, I'll bring the box here later, but promise me you'll survive and heal for Daddy's Tiara" My mouth sobbed and I gently wiped her face.

I kept looking at me with a smiling face. And suddenly heard several times the sound of breathing sounds that sounded heavy.then no longer heard the sound of breathing. Followed by the sound of the heart monitor and there is a straight image in it.

The doctors and nurses who were still in the room went back to check on Dad. Then he shook his head.

"Sorry, the patient is dead" the doctor said softly with his head lowered.

"Dad.., Dad.., Aaaayyyaaahhh.." sobbing, I yelled to Dad, hugged and shook his body hoping he would wake up and return my arms.

"Dek is patient" said one of the nurses trying to separate me from Dad.

I struggled and kept screaming for Dad. There were footsteps of the headmaster and Mr. Joni approaching.

"Inalillahi wa inalillahi rojiun" said Mr. Joni and also the Headmaster together.

Mr. Joni approached me, helping a nurse who was trying to calm me down.

I saw the Headmaster close to my father's body, his hand rubbing Dad's face and revealing Dad's hand. Then cover your body with a patient blanket.

"Don't close!!!, don't close!! just in a minute Dad will wake up!!, don't close!! I beg you not to close.., I cried while thrashing and my feet kicked those who held my body.

"Prophe Tiara, your father is now no longer in pain. Please let your father be calm and happy there" said Mr. Joni trying to calm me down.

As soon as my world stopped, my chest felt claustrophobic, my head felt heavy, my voice blocked and my vision began to blur.

I faintly heard the voice of the Headmaster and some people behind me who called my name, until finally my consciousness slowly disappeared.

*****

It didn't feel like 1 week has passed Dad, left me alone. And during that time I always locked myself in my father's room while continuing to hug my father's photo.

The funeral process along with Tahlilan Dad were all taken care of by his neighbors and friends. Not to forget the Headmaster, teacher and also some school friends took turns visiting me.

"Tiara is strong, son you must rise, pity your father if you continue to lock yourself up like this, your father will be sad. The sincere ones, son and pray a lot, let your father be happy there" said the principal, stroking my back.

Hearing the Headmaster's words, it made me realize that I shouldn't fall like this. I had to get up and chase back my dreams, so Dad would be happy to see me from there.

"Thank you sir because you always care about me and my father" I told the Principal, sobbing.

"I will try to make my father go away and start living my life again" I said.

I remember Dad's message about a box in Dad's closet.

I took out the black box in my dad's closet, I brought it up to the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed and slowly opened the box.

tbc.

Wow about what the contents of the box are yes, for those of you who are curious follow the continuation yes!!

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