WHEN THE HEART IS NUMB (I AM IN TURN 3 YOUTH)

MOUND UNDER THE GUAVA TREE

Coming home from the market I helped my mother to clean the yard of the house that I will later make land for where I sell. So tomorrow I only prepare materials that are less. Do not feel sweat pouring very tired actually, but for the sake of starting a pioneering effort I will remain enthusiastic.

“Son, this is drinking first” mom brought me a glass of water.

“Thank you bu” my fingers outstretched grabbing the glass you gave me, sipping it a few times to quench a bit of thirst.

“There's still a lot to do, Lan” mom's eyes are directed at the lush, dense mound of grass beside the guava tree.

“Iya ma'am, my mother rest first let me continue my reply” see the look on my mother's face that does look very tired what else her breath is also hunting.

Not because of the effects of age or old is indeed the mother has been very active to help me. Especially after the market has not rested at all. A young soul like me has started to clutter, what else is mother. The support of my two parents adds coals to my soul.

In the past when I was a child Sindy and I very often played under the guava tree, what else if the fruit is thick can be without eating rice we are full because eating guava too much. Not infrequently we also quarrel, mother's moaning is always heard. When my little brother was very young, Sindy and I hated him a lot. Because my attention must be more focused on him. In my brain my father and mother are always loving, but over time I understand and I always admire the father and mother who always do justice to all their children. It's just that kids need more attention.

“Bu, already in. Already in the afternoon I looked at the sky that seemed to be getting late, the clouds also seemed to start sad or even wanted to cry.

“Ayo” replies to mother rising from her seat which is based only on banana leaves .

As usual if it is late afternoon we will gather in the living room which is not too big.

“Bapak , the mother was Sindy already in love this” Sindy handed me a letter that seemed to be a letter from the Sindy school to quickly pay the school administration which was lately somewhat jammed.

“From school yah” asked me to look at Sindy who drowned half of her face.

“Iya pak” her voice suffocates.

“Besok brother will also help if the business of brother has started the road, you pray aja hopefully windfall father, father,mother and sister smoothly so that they can quickly pay off school arrears and can nyekolahin you as adek as high as”, I told my sister.

“Iya, thanks well kak” Sindy replied with a smile.

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I have a hobby that is quite unique, writing words that have crossed my mind on a notebook that I usually make an emotional space.

The problems that come in contact with the tubes are not a threat

That's a sign we're being tested

How strong, how we can get through

Patience is a sure path

Sometimes temptation always makes you waver

But if you stick to the main principles

It could be that you will pass the cuansss exam hihi hihi