Am I Different?
(S2) ~ Dinars

Throughout the trip we were only able to wonder, because no one knows for sure who the guest for us.

Long enough the journey we took, we finally arrived at the road that connects with the grandmother's house.

"Finally up here too, tired of me, Dad. I want to break down" I said.

"Yes, Deck. Take a break" replied the mother.

After we got to the front of my grandmother's house, there was a car that was familiar to me. I was very familiar and knew who the owner of the car was.

"Dinar Car? Dinar here, Mom? Yee, Alhamdulillah," I said.

A feeling of happiness immediately filled my heart, because of the friend who I had longed to visit here. Mom went down first to open the gate, after it opened dad immediately entered and parked his car.

When we arrived, everyone in the house came out. Dinar, Kak Dita and Kak Andre were there. Dinar walked over to the car we were wearing, he opened the door of this car.

"Key," he said as he looked at me.

Dinar hugged me tightly, as if she missed me too.

"Dinar, I'm really upset," I said.

"Same, Key. Why move here, who am I?" Dinar.

I couldn't answer Dinar's words, because this was all my parents' will. There are many reasons that they have said, but there is still not a single thing that makes my heart relieved of all that.

Dad helped me down without using a wheelchair, all dumbfounded by my rapid development.

"Alhamdulillah, let's go fast, Key," said grandma.

"Keyla can walk again? Well, can't wait to play with you again, Key," Jeje said.

I looked at Dinar, she did not say a word but on her face was seen shedding tears. He just smiled when I looked at him. Dad helped me until I went into the house, after which I was put on the living room sofa.

"Dinar, have you been waiting?" ask mother.

"Never, Aunt. It's the same joke, Keyla. When I saw Keyla was like this development, I was moved. For the last time I saw him he was still sleeping and lying in the hospital" Dinar said with tears streaming down his cheeks.

She sat down near me, then hugged me tightly as if she didn't want to let go of me anymore.

"Din, I'm missing too. I know when you come, but I can't do anything. I want us to go to school together, play together" I said.

We both could only cry, so I accidentally looked at my father and mother the same way. They also shed tears but hurriedly removed them, probably not wanting me to see them.

"Tante, why did you have to move here?" dinar asked with a trembling voice asking to mother.

Mom approached us both, then stroked our heads.

"Yes, Dinar. There are many reasons why you should come here, forgive Aunt Om for having to separate your friendship," said the mother.

"But you can relate to mobile phones, right?" sahut Jeje's.

"Yes, Mom. Why should I move here? I want to go home too. I want to sleep in our house, I miss the atmosphere of our house, Mom," I said.

I looked at my mother with a sad face and begged, because since from the unfortunate has not come back there at all. How's your dad's car been at the station?

"Why, Mom, Dad? What are you hiding from me? Why can't I know?" the questions that are in my heart I have all poured out.

I don't know why I couldn't contain my sadness when I saw Dinar crying in my arms. She went into the room, followed by my father and grandmother.

Aunt Santi came to hug me and tried to calm me down, while Dinar was approached by Kak Dita to do the same with Aunt Santi.

"Je, get me some water," tell Aunt Santi.

Jeje without answering and then went as his mother told him to. Not long after, he brought two glasses of water that was given to Aunt Santi and Kak Dita.

"You drink first, yeah. Do not be sad, friends can be anywhere and anytime. Although you are far apart there is no barrier for you to be friends, now there is a mobile phone for you to connect with," said Aunt Santi.

"No barrier, Auntie? Obviously we are separated by distance, although we can connect through cell phones, but can not play together or tell stories together like before," I said still with a cry.

Dinar did not say anything, he was only able to cry so he could not speak. Long enough father, mother and grandmother in the room, I don't know what they're talking about so never come out to us.

"Dinar, he promised to come here to play. Kok is now even crying, whose spirit dong has met his best friend," persuaded Kak Dita.

Again Dinar is just a hiccup, not answering anyone's words here. Not long after, from a distance, the three of them, namely father, grandmother and mother, walked up to us.

But she looked so full as if she had finished crying. Likewise with the father, it was seen he also removed the remains of tears that dripped onto his cheeks. They sat down with us, but refused to start the conversation.

"Keyla, Dinars. Just calm down, son. You have to be patient, Dinar can often visit, Keyla was so if you miss visiting the Dinar house. Pray for Keyla's recovery, so you can play back as you have always," said the grandmother trying to calm us all down.

"Mother," I said as I stared at my mother.

Mother also looked at me with a sad face, she looked very sad. Mom sat down next to me and hugged me.

"Dec, forgive us. It's not all our will to move here, but it's all because of circumstances that require us to be here for now" she said.

My father came closer to us.

"Pray, everything can be as it was. So that Dad is given a lot of fortune, so that we can occupy our home again," said the father.

I looked towards the father who was beside me.

"Is it because I have to check up so it requires us to be here?" I asked, with sharp eyes staring at my father.

"Yes, that's one of them" replied the mother.

I looked back at my mother with question marks.

"What else, Mom. Please tell me, I beg you," I said begging my mother.

Again, the mother looked back at the father and grandmother in turn.

"Why, Mom?" ask again.

Mom was staring at me too.

"Actually ...," said the mother hanging.

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