
The development of Kumal Kecil is quite rapid, not only adept at reading and writing his own name, he also bagged a pile of achievements, especially competitions related to poetry.
At school, Kumal often gets the first title, and that makes Arin who is the second predicate often feel envious. Kumal's first teacher was Arin. So that Arin, the teacher, is very embarrassed if you lose constantly to Little Kumal.
Arin continues to learn and strive to match and pursue Kumal's achievements. He wants to win with Kumal on intelligence. He does not want to keep losing to Kumal. However, so far, he has not been able to pursue Kumal, even though he has been trying desperately to learn all the time.
Rivaling and about to pursue Kumal, Arin is like chasing a running chirp. No matter how persistent Arin tries, no matter what sort of seraji the girl learns, she will not be able to catch up with Kumal. Because the child, also continues to learn and learn to boast of the father and does not want to be a loser. Although Arin has become smarter, Kumal is also getting smarter.
Kumal's intelligence was proven, when he got a scholarship from a university in the city. He also showed the scholarship to my father. You are happy, you allow Kumal to study in the city, although later, you will be lonely. All you do, for the sake of happiness.
Oh, how proud of a Kumal, he managed to set foot in college and adapt in a new environment. He was very happy, like a bird that had just escaped from a cage called a cemetery. Since then, he no longer has to sleep with a row of graves in public cemeteries.
In college, Kumal was famous for the aspiring poet of love. For his friends, he is the doctor of love, so always advises anything related to love, even though he himself has not found someone who can be called his true love.
And as long as Kumal is out of town, you often send letters or money from digging graves. Kumal is very proud to have a father like Anggi Kusuma. Although he always laughed obscurely, poor, and lived in a public cemetery, he was still the best father for Kumal.
All the achievements of Kumal, all because of the determination of the father in educating Kumal. I teach you some taboos, you also warn Kumal not to be a loser. Mr. Kumal protected, he also took care of Kumal as best he could. For Kumal, the father was a bright light that saved him from the abyss of darkness.
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Anggi Kusuma is no longer young, he does not have the strength he once had. He had aged, his hair began to turn pale, his skin loosened many times, his teeth one by one went, and not to mention the gout that often came and ran in the arms and calves. Even so, Anggi Kusuma still trying to work, for the sake of the child who studied in the city.
Anggi Kusuma continued to work, although the gout came without permission and before in the end Bobi and his friends came to mess up. They—Bobi and his friends—grew up to be a rogue, drunk, gambling, playing girls, and wasting a lot of money.
At that time, Bobi and his friends were drunk in the cemetery in broad daylight. One of Bobi's friends saw Anggi Kusuma sweeping dry leaves in the cemetery. “Look, Bobi, isn't that Kumal's father,” show one friend to the other friends.
“Hai, Old Man, remember you to us,” say hello Bobi to Anggi Kusuma. His body is a little bit smudged.
Anggi Kusuma meant to ignore the three hoodlums. He wanted to get out of front of them. However, immediately Bobi held the hand of Anggi Kusuma so tightly, so to run away Anggi Kusuma could not. “Where to go, Old Man. We already miss being slapped by you,” bobi taunts which are then followed by the laughter of his friends.
Anggi Kusuma thrashed and broke away, then he slapped the children with the hooded one by one. “Alright, if you miss my slap, hoho,” said Anggi Kusuma after slapping and he could not laugh as hard as before.
The slap reminds Bobi and friends of the past. The time when he failed to bring Kumal to his knees. The time where, they ran away because Anggi Kusuma. All of those things, actually made their eyes redden, whether from drunkenness or anger. What is clear, the grudge of the three children had succeeded in bringing Anggi Kusuma to the lahad.
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And Kumal had another nightmare about my father. Yesterday the day after tomorrow, he had a dream that he was running away from him. Yesterday, he had a dream of being bullied by Bobi and his friends. Now, he dreams of his father screaming in fear among the rows of graves. The dream, like a tear in the message of the father that must be conveyed.
At once Kumal was worried about his father, he wanted to go home and he wanted to see him soon. These past few weeks, I haven't sent Kumal a letter in a long time. Maybe you are busy, or maybe you are tired of writing a letter, Kumal thought positively.
However, the nightmares that come in a long way make the shadows about the possibilities that will happen to the father more come. I am very worried about Dad. Anxiety makes Kumal as a warrior who is often mired in restless night saban. He could not relax nor could he sleep.
Eventually, Kumal decided to go home. He wanted to make sure that my dad was okay. His sleep won't be good if he doesn't come home and make sure of it.
And it is true, once at the cemetery, where Kumal and his father used to live, he did not find a father at all. He had searched everywhere, but he had not yet revealed his strange laughter.Hoho, the laughter ran through his head and made him even more anxious.
Then, someone tried to tell the truth. The truth is that my father was killed by Bobi and his friends. Now, Bobi and his friends are in jail. Tears fell without excuse. How news it was hovering in the ear lobe, rolling on the roof of the head, then crashed into the chest of Kumal narrowed.
I approached the grave of a new father. He walked towards her in agitation. He was embarrassed in front of my father's grave. He touched the ground many times and did not care about the blood that continued to flow. He cursed himself, for the death of the father, all because of his disobedience. He was unable to look after his father and accompany the last days.