What's Wrong Pa

Papa's home

Nadhira was sitting on the edge of the lake and under a shady tree as usual when his mood was chaotic, in his hands he held a red rose. The rose was so sharp that when viewed from a distance it was pitch black.

Nadhira's gaze was directed at the calm lake water, his tears were about to fall but his lips still showed a smile. Nadhira twirled a rose in his hand, his vision blank.

One by one the petals he pulled out and threw them in the lake, the petals of the rose petals floated on the water and moved to and fro because it was blown by the wind that made the water move.

Her beautiful face made anyone who saw her would be fixated by it, suddenly a young man came and approached her. The young man standing right behind him, Nadhira could see the young man from his shadow reflected in the water.

"I know you've come". His smile grew and turned towards the young man.

"If I don't come, you'll definitely beat me up because I didn't keep my promise, and then you beat me up until my body was round like mangroves because it was swollen". Answer the young man.

"I wasn't that happy either, how could I beat up my best friend like that, the worst would be to break a bone. hehe". Reply Nadhira.

"Just like Dhir, it's even scarier".

"Here you go to school in the Rif?". Ask Nadhira

"Maybe on earth, or not on the ground, if it is not acceptable it may be above water".

"Is there a cake?".

"Somehow, I made that lo, oh yeah where do you want to go? What majors?".

"Maybe at SMK Bunga Bangsa, administration majors maybe, could be anything else".

The two talked to each other, as usual shortly afterwards Bayu and Susi came to the edge of the lake. The four of them sat on the edge of the lake while staring at the sun that was about to sink.

The atmosphere on the edge of the lake is very beautiful, the reflection of the sun makes the lake water sparkling, the sky is so beautiful twilight. The four of them enjoyed the scene with a peaceful heart.

"Senja never promised to always be there, but she promised to always come every afternoon to accompany, even if only for a moment but she will always miss his presence". Nadhira.

"True Dhir" Susi replied.

When the sun began to sink, the sky began to darken the four friends back home each. When Nadhira arrived home, he was immediately greeted by his stepmom, arriving his stepmom pulled his hand violently and took him to Nadhira's room.

"What's the matter ma?". Ask Nadhira.

"Your father will come home, but remember don't tell him that you always go out and come home at night, remember that". Threatened him.

"Yes, I remember"

"Tell me till you tell your father the truth"

Her stepmother immediately left her and rushed towards the living room, while Nadhira just stayed in front of her bedroom door. He was not surprised what his mother did, his heart was so happy because his father would soon be home.

"Finally, papa's coming home".

Nadhira rushed into his room, a few hours later someone knocked on his door, Nadhira immediately opened it and found that bi Ira was in front of his door.

"Master's home, son".

"Couldn't you?"

Without waiting for an answer from her foster mother, Nadhira immediately rushed towards the lower floor. When he was downstairs he found that his papa was at the table eating.

"Father!". Call Nadhira to his papa.

Nadhira hugged her papa tightly because she missed her papa so much, but her papa slowly let go of Nadhira's embrace, when Nadhira felt that her hand was pulled to release her embrace, Nadhira immediately let go.

"Don't bother papa, papa's tired".

Rendi leaves Nadhira who is still standing beside the dining table, he turns his body and finds that his father is walking to go to his room.

"I feel papa, no longer like my papa used to be, papa changed so drastically, what really happened".

Nadhira hugged both of his knees and buried his face, his long, unraveling hair covering his body. The tears fell, without Nadhira noticing that Rendi was looking at him.

Nadhira raised his head and was about to rise to his feet, seeing that Rendi immediately rushed into his room. Nadhira walked towards his room, when he got there he immediately entered the room and locked it from the inside.

Suddenly the day Rendi was so sick when she saw Nadhira crying, she sat quietly in her bed, while Sena was lying on the bed. Seeing her husband just sitting still, made Sena approach him.

"What's wrong?" Ask Sena.

"Why is it that when Nadhira cried my heart felt slashed, was the DNA test at that time true?".

"I don't know mas, but that I found the dialmari belonging to the late wife mas who used to be, maybe because the mas has long lived with Nadhira makes the heart of the mas hurt when he saw her cry".

"Maybe so".

While Nadhira in his room was staring at the photo of his biological mother, in the photo looks so happy mother, making Nadhira's heart so happy.

His mouth laughed but his tears did not stop to flow, Nadhira continued to look at his mother's face, he missed her very much.

"Ma, papa's home, he's so exhausted that there's no time for me, but you don't have to worry about my feelings, I'm fine, ma'am, I'm happy that papa's home, I'm happy that you're home, I wish my mom would come home too, even though everyone says that mom is gone, but my feelings say that mom will always be with me, mom is in my heart, I want my mom to always smile like this".

Nadhira rubbed the photo of his mother gently, just looking at the photo of his mother was enough to treat his longing. His tears were soaking his cheeks, though,

"It's just this photo I have, it's all been burned by the stepmom".

Nadhira recalls, the time when her stepmom started coming to her house. At that time her papa went to work, Sena took all the photos related to Lia. Sena does not want this house there is still a photo of her husband's wife who died.

Sena took one by one photos of the figora that had been installed neatly on the table and also the wall of the living room, he threw it on the floor. When Nadhira had just returned home from school, seeing that she was trying to stop what her stepmom had done.

"What did mom do?". Nadhira asked while picking up the photo that was scattered on the floor.

"You're dead, this house there can't be any more photos like this". He said as he took the photo from Nadhira's hand.

Nadhira did not stay silent, he tried to retake the photo causing the photo to be scattered again on the floor, seeing that Nadhira took one picture and hid it behind his clothes.

Sena picked it back up, after finished picking it up Sena saw in Nadhira's hand there are still a few more photos left, he took it back.

"Ma give that to me ma, please!! That's the only picture of my mom I have". Nadhira Whine.

"Well, I'll give it back if you can take it from me".

Sena walked out of the house and headed to the trash can where the fire was already burning big enough, Nadhira's eyes were wide open to see it. Casually throw the photo into the fire.

"Don't!!!" Shouted Nadhira.

"There take it yourself".

Sena shook her hands and left Nadhira crying to see the photo of her mother slowly burning by the fire, Nadhira tried to take the photo but her hand blistered instead.

Nadhira took out a photo of his mother that he had hidden under his shirt, and this was the photo he was holding in his room right now. Nadhira could not remember the events of that time, which made him have to lose a photo belonging to his mother.

Nadhira took a deep breath and began to rise from his seat, he walked towards his study table, and took out a book from inside his drawer. He named it "Nadhira's Diary".

In the book full of notes, Nadhira put a photo of his mother in the note and closed it again, he also put it in a drawer, after which he rushed to his bed.

"I miss you ma".

Nadhira pulled the blanket and closed his eyes, he also pulled the lights in his room, this time Nadhira slept covered by darkness.

The room was only illuminated by the moonlight that entered into the blemish that was chained, Nadhira closed her eyes, still heard sobs from her mouth. Tears began to wet the pillow he was wearing at this time.