Am I Different?
travelling (2)

I think this train ride to the city where Dad worked is quite a long time. At that moment I woke up and saw my surroundings, people were all sleeping.

I saw my watch, it turned out that it was only 23:55 WIB. I feel like I want to go to the toilet right now, but when I'm about to leave so think twice because of the events of that time.

"Mom, wake. I want to pee," I said to wake Mom up.

"Yes, Dek. just go to the toilet," said Mother.

"Anterin ma'am, scared," I whined.

Mom also moved out of her seat.

"Come, you go first" said Mother.

I walked straight to the toilet, my mother walking behind me. Arriving at the toilet I rushed in, after finishing when I came out did not meet my mother there.

"Mother" I called.

I was looking for Mom, walking towards my seat. This carriage suddenly looked gloomy and desolate. I look back at my watch, the time has shown at 00.01 WIB.

I walked a little run towards the seat, somehow the distance that was previously only separated by a few chairs became felt to walk quite far.

In my heart murmured, O God, what other disturbance is this? I surrender to you, I don't know what I'm like, just obey by your power, O God.

I walked, feeling the whole body shake. I'm scared, I'm tired so I don't know what else to do.

After I spoke like that in my heart, I suddenly heard Mom calling me.

"Keyla," said Mother.

I looked towards the source of the voice, mother was behind me. What makes me confused turns out I did not move my legs even though only an inch. I'm just in the pecking position in front of the toilet

"Mother" I said, hugging her body.

Mother took my hand, taking me to the seat we sat. I sat with my head on my shoulder.

"Why, Mom?" ask Dad.

I was surprised when he asked, because from earlier I knew he was sleeping. Mom realized when I was shocked by the shock.

"Well, what's up, Dek?" ask Mother.

"That's okay, ma'am, shocked to hear Dad's voice" I replied.

Dad stroked my head.

"We'll be there soon, Deck. Take a break, Dek!" said Father.

I just nodded my head. Not long after my father stopped talking, the train stopped. Dad rushed to hold my hand, to get her out of the car.

"We're waiting for the motorcycle driver at the station entrance, yes Mom, I ordered it" Dad told me.

"Alhamdulillah yes Well, there are still motorcycle taxi drivers operating in the middle of the night" said Mother.

No need to wait long, the car came. With the friendly driver - he came down, he offered his services to transport our luggage, after which allowed us to immediately board his car.

Slowly but surely, the car began to run.

"Middle father of the mallem is still operating? Is there always a passenger?" my many.

"No Deck, my son is sick again so as much as I can whenever I have to try to find money to add to his treatment" said the driver.

"What pain, sir. If I could know?" my mother asked.

"Brass cord cancer, ma'am. We were late to find out when it was sentenced to stage four," replied the father.

"Innalillahi, hopefully quickly healed yes, sir," said Mother again.

I looked at my mom and dad.

"Mom," I said.

"Yes, Deck" replied Mother.

I moved closer to my mother, intending to whisper into her ear.

"Mom, borrow the money" I whispered.

"Make what?" ask Mom, whispering too.

"I want to give this father to add the treatment of his son, later the money can be taken from my savings if it has reached home," I replied.

I looked into my eyes when I heard my words. He stroked my head while throwing his smile.

"Then is your own car?" ask Dad to the driver ojek.

"Yes, Sir. So my house and my company were on fire, it seemed like someone had done that to me on purpose, so that my two property assets that I owned were burned at the same time even though they were different places," the father looked sad.

"Oh Allah, that's cruel, yes" I said.

I heard the story more and more pity, why do misfortunes come to him. I who felt luckier unceasingly expressed gratitude in my mind.

"Patience, sir," said Mother.

When in the middle of the road, the atmosphere is quiet and dark night. Suddenly someone mopped this car while banging on the car door.

"Stop!" said two people riding a motorcycle while covering their faces with masks.

They were unceasingly banging on the door of the car we were driving at the moment. In a tense situation I felt scared, let alone seeing them carry sharp weapons in their grasp.

"How is this, sir?" ask the driver.

Mr. Driver did not answer my question, maybe in this situation he did not know what to do. Mom and I hugged each other.

We pray always in the protection of Allah SWT. The motorists were reckless to stop this car by the way they stopped right in front of the car.

"Down!" one of them shouted to get us down.

"How is this, Dad?" mother said with a trembling voice.

Dad opened the car door and he ventured out. Then the driver came out, and me and my mom were intentionally still inside because we were scared.

Father and sir the driver outside tried to negotiate with them, but it seemed like they were getting more wrathful not to listen.

One of them tried to point his sharp weapon at Father.

"Aaa," Mom and I spontaneously shouted while closing our eyes.

After that I ventured to look towards them again, what did I see?

The one who held the clock up remained in the same position, Esther managed to grip her hand so she could not move. I saw it in surprise, because all this time I knew Esther couldn't touch anything.

"Esteh, look at that ma'am, who is carrying a sharp weapon his hand is held by Esteh" I said.

Seen the other criminal seems confused to see his friend can not carry out his duties. He tried to scratch his sajam into one of the father and the driver.

But again his actions can be stopped by Esther. Esther looked angry at the time, but I don't know why I saw Esther this time looking different. She who initially looked petite, this time looked even more sinister.

Once they were in Esther's grasp, they were blasted so strongly that they bounced some distance away from their current location. The father and the driver saw this awkwardness immediately get into the car.

Before that, the driver moved their motorbike, then the driver quickly drove the car to a safer place.

When we were able to avoid them, all I felt was a feeling of relief.

"Key, why are they like that?" ask Dad.

"Esteh, Dad," I said.

"Is he coming with us?" ask Dad again.

"From the beginning we left for Malang he has come with us, but Father who does not know it" I replied.

"Alhamdulillah, there is also a point that it is a creature" said Father.

I smiled at my parents. The car stopped in front of one of the hotels. We got off one by one, the driver enthusiastically lowered our luggage.

Before he left, I called him.

"Sir," I said.

"Yes, Dek" he said as he approached me.

I gave him a little money I borrowed from Mom.

"Sir, please accept this, sorry it can only help a little, maybe it can ease your burden a little" I said while giving the money I borrowed from my mother and all the money in my bag.

"Too much of this, Dek. I'm sorry you couldn't accept it" replied the driver.

"Thank you, sir. Only with this can we help" Mother said.

The driver accepted it, then gave thanks to the Almighty. After that, he thanked us many times.

"Father rest yes, just go home, sir, hopefully the child will recover quickly," I said.

"Thank you, Deck. May Allah give the best for Adek's family, Father and Mother," said the driver.

"Amin, thank you, sir" said Dad.

Then the driver left us, after which we immediately entered the hotel so that we could rest.

Seriate....

I want to thank everyone who has supported me all this time. Thanks to all of you I am more eager to write and continue to work.

Greetings from me as an author.

Lina Agustin😍😍🤗🤗.