Aksara For Arsyilla
Various Efforts
This morning at the Radit family's dinner table, something was different. That's because there is a figure of Arshaka who also sat and filled his place at the dining table which is not too big. His son who studied in Singapore for many years, will finally make the formation of a small family complete.
If it had been a few mornings Arsyilla chose not to join in the breakfast, because she did not dare to look at the Papa. This time, with the presence of Arshaka, then Arsyilla felt compelled to rejoin at the dining table.
“For Mama, Shaka, and Papa ..” The girl greeted the family members who were already at the dinner table.
“Morning,” replied Khaira.
“Morning Brother,” replied Arshaka.
And, this morning the Papa is still installing silent mode. The man simply nodded while sipping his wife's warm tea.
“Today teach until what time Kak?” ask Arshaka to the Brother.
“As usual, until afternoon,” he replied.
Arshaka nodded, “Apicked Mas Aksara, Kak?”
I don't know why it felt that his sister was already able to accept the existence of Aksara. Arsyilla is still confused by her feelings. Same is the case with Radit and Khaira who have not discussed in that direction. Although Radit had already told his wife that Aksara should be responsible for his daughter, there was no official conversation.
“No,” replied Arsyilla quickly. The woman appeared to refract her eyes and, after blinking, a signal not to talk about the Scriptures this morning.
Unfortunately, Arshaka seemed to ignore the blink of an eye given by his brother. This time, it was precisely the young man again talking and discussing about the Aksara.
“Why not deliver, Brother? Isn't he your future husband, sister?” ask again.
This time it feels like Arsyilla wants to really shake the sister's head. It could be discussing the Scriptures and about the future husband when there is his father who is still angry with him.
Therefore, Arsyilla intends to finish her breakfast immediately. He wants to go to campus immediately, rather than having to serve his brother who kepo it.
“I first well ..” Arsyilla say goodbye to Mama, Papa, and Arshaka. He stood up and carried his bag.
“Wait, Syilla.” It was Mama Khaira who stopped him this time. Arsyilla turned her back and stopped her footsteps.
“Ya Ma, what's up?” ask Arsyilla to her mother.
Mama Khaira then called her husband, “Pa, please take Syilla to campus dong, Pa. Today, Mama wants to pinch Syilla's car to muters with Shaka.”
“Where to Ma?” ask Radit who looked where his wife would go with her son.
Mama Khaira also smiled, “Dong Secrets. Mama wants to spend time with her son Mama, before she works later.”
So Papa Radit stood up immediately. Then he walked ahead of Arsyilla.
“Come, Papa inter.” Even though the Papa said without seeing his face and his voice still sounded so cold, but a smile was seen from Arsyilla's face.
In her heart, Aryilla knew very well that this was an effort her mother had planned.
Until the car driven by the Papa has stopped in the parking lot of the campus, Arsyilla was just brave to speak.
“Still Pa, have delivered Syilla,” he said with a head down.
After that, Arsyilla immediately rushed down from the car and entered the campus building with a heart that still felt sad because her father was still angry with her. If possible, Arsyilla wants to be able to enjoy the good times and warm with her Papa who always loved and cared for her.
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In the afternoon when Arsyilla's teaching hours were over, she immediately rushed to leave the campus and intended to return home. Once you arrive at the campus parking lot, Arsyilla wants to book an online taxi that will deliver it. However, not far from where he stood he saw there was a silver-colored car that was very familiar to him.
“Papa Car? Is that really Papa?”
Arsyilla muttered as she walked closer to the silver car parked in the parking lot of the Technical Campus.
“Papa,” Arsyilla greeted while typing the car glass owned by his Papa.
“Log.” Radit answered, and opened the door from the inside, so that Arsyilla could get into the car immediately.
Arsyilla smiled when she found out that her father was picking her up now. He also began to make his voice, “Makasih Pa, have picked up Syilla,” he said thanking his Papa.
“You told Papa.” That one sentence came out of Papa Radit's mouth.
In her heart, Arsyilla was really grateful because apparently her mother planned various efforts to be able to get closer to her Papa. Really, Arsyilla will say thank you to her Mom.
“Iya Pa, thanks for watching Syilla,” again Arsyilla spoke. Although the Papa only said that he picked up Arsyilla only because his mother had told him, Arsyilla remained happy. That means, in his heart Papa Radit still loves and cares about him.
In her heart, Arsyilla prayed that her relationship with Papa Radit would improve. I hope it doesn't take long to make up with her dad. It is not nice if you have to be quiet to your own parents, unfortunately sometimes there is a fear that surrounds to invite to talk and show the affection of a child to his parents. Therefore, because her mother has tried and devised a plan to melt the ice in her husband's heart, Arsyilla will try to get back on good terms with her Papa.
“Pa, please stop by the mini market for a while can Pa?” arsyilla asked her father, who was driving the car.
“Iya,” Papa Radit replied very briefly.
“Still Pa,” replied Arsyilla. As if this time Arsyilla had to be more active to invite her Papa to chat.
Apparently true, once there is a mini market, Radit immediately pulled over his car. Allowed her daughter to get into the mini market, and she was still waiting in the car.
For about ten minutes, Arsyilla returned with a plastic bag containing various snacks that she bought. Then he handed a bottle of jasmine-scented tea to his Papa.
“Tehnya, Pa .. drunk yes Pa.” Arsyilla spoke again.
“Hmm, thanks,” Papa Radit replied.
At least Arsyilla will keep trying. With his affection and with his efforts, he was sure that his relationship with his Papa would return to its normal state. Patience and effort will bring satisfactory results.