
After I graduated in Primary School education Mama left me at the aunt's house which is precisely in the upper middle.
With reason, I should be able to become an advanced and successful person like aunty.
Mama's voice that morning had suddenly awakened my deep sleep.
"Chi ... Chins ... Ochi, wake. What time is it," he shouted.
With floral pajama clothes, Mama's hairstyle is clamped with a pincher, while holding a light pink towel.
With her face, Mama began to step towards my room, the sound of knocking on the door and the call of Mama ringing until the eardrum.
This time his voice was louder.
" Ochi .. wake up!"
I started to open my net and I saw Doraemon's clock on the nightstand. In addition to the doraemon clock there is also a comb and cell phone located on the dressing table.
I began to step foot and open the door of the room while rubbing my eyes that were still sleepy.
"Why the hell is Ma?"My answer.
Mama suddenly hugged tightly and cried. I was confused as to why Mama was suddenly crying.
Mama started pointing me at the blue sofa in the corner of the room.
" Mommy wants to talk about something important to you, son. Don't refuse Mama's wishes, son.
While stroking my straight hair, Mama occasionally wiped her tears
I was still confused as to what Mama was trying to say.
I looked at Mama's face and answered.
"What does your mom want to say?"
"Mama wants to take you to the aunt's house in the middle, you have to continue the school there."
I looked down and was surprised to hear Mama talk. At the time, I wanted to reject it. Because, SD friends have invited to continue to the same Junior High School.
I was lethargic and very disappointed. Mom started packing my clothes and stuffing them in her suitcase. While continuing to babble.
"Later you there must obey Aunt, because Mama wants you to follow in the footsteps of Aunt who can study in Japan and become a successful person like now."
Mama just keeps babbling like a parrot that chirps in the morning.
Mama without thinking about how sad I feel, had to part with my SD friends and had to live away from both parents.
While Papa, never know menau all up to Mama. All Papa knows is work, and Papa's form of affection is material.
That same day Mama and Papa drove me to my aunt's house in Jakarta, I started riding the car that Papa was driving.
Sometimes I wipe my tears with a heavy heart leaving the city of Lampung where I was born.
Mobile phones have now been replaced with new ones, with the reason to be easy to communicate, because the phone I use is no longer clear voice.
In addition, Mama has also changed the phone card so that I can no longer communicate with my SD friends.
Because, according to Mama will only make me feel at home. I have already begun to close my eyes and can only scream in my heart.
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Arriving in Jakarta, looks a slim woman with shoulder-length curls. Brownish eyes stand in front of the fence of the house with a minimalist feel.
I can already guess that Aunt who later lived in Japan to see her style was no wonder.
Aunty approached the car I was driving to greet him in a friendly manner.
"Hey..Dear Ochi, now you are big yes, even though you were a child when aunty wanted to go to Japan."
I just smiled wryly and the hatred that was entangled in.
Aunty began to take off her arms and bring us into the house.
I stared at every corner of the house and it seemed lonely, just a housekeeper was busy preparing drinks for us.
Aunty started taking me upstairs, which consisted of three rooms.
Near the balcony I observed the room looked like a music studio. Because there are musical instruments.
I began to slowly observe one other room.
Aunty showed a room nuanced with shades of pink and blue, which complete with a study table and laptop.
Some books are neatly arranged in a brown color cabinet.
"This is your room Chi.., may you be comfortable and if this is the middle of the bathroom."
Aunty opened the bathroom and it turned out to have been prepared in such detail.
I'm starting to wonder if this house is just a aunt and a housekeeper.
Shortly after, I heard a red car enter the fence.
And my curiosity is becoming.
Aunty looked at my eyes in the direction I was heading.
"That's your cousin Chi, just got home from college. Just call Bang Ray, then let your brother pick up your school."
I just nodded and smiled cynically.
"Oh means it's Brother Ray's music studio?."
I muttered to myself in my heart.
It turned out to be Bang Ray's room facing my room.
Meanwhile, Mama and Papa are still downstairs enjoying a drink served by a housekeeper. Papa seemed so exhausted, that he fell asleep on the sofa.
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I started to walk up the stairs to get to the bottom.
Mama looked at him with her sharp eyes.
"How's Chi, you like his room?"
Mama asked her question in a soft tone. I just nodded already.
Soon the hoarse-pitched voice of the man said his greetings. Athletic man, flap-haired and scented perfume that branded is none other than bang Ray.
His only son is aunty. Bang Ray went straight to Mama and kissed the back of her hand, as soon as Papa woke up and put on the glasses that he wanted to put on the table.
"Hi, Dedek...how are you?"
I held out my hand and kissed Bang Ray's back.
"Good."
I just answered with a sniffle. Because, later afraid that Bang Ray would come after me no one would defend him.
Auntie went down the stairs.
"This time you're talking on the stairs, Ray took a shower. You'll have a chat with your sister."
Bang Ray finally climbed the stairs and headed to his room to clean himself up.
While the housekeeper was busy preparing dinner.
I still continued to surround the yard, and I observed one by one the plants that were scattered beside the terrace.
I was amazed to see the cactus located at the very corner between the other flower pots.
the cactus is full of thorns. However, the flowers look beautiful and beautiful.
Just as I was about to hold it, suddenly a voice from behind shocked me.
"Janga...Deck!"
It was Bang Ray's voice.
"Emang why the Bang, just hold it can't?"
I was in a sewer and almost cried, not out of annoyance at Bang Ray's ban. But, also annoyed at holding back the resentment in the chest over the attitude of Mama and Papa.
Bang Ray looked confused and caught up with me who was running into the house.
"Sorry..Deck, it's a flower given by Brother's girlfriend. Later can be angry if broken what broken. Tomorrow, if you want to buy it."
I still sewed and snorted annoyed.
"Part of this brother guy, cook bought flowers want anyway, emang boy what's brother?"
I glared at the frustration I felt. While Bang Ray just scratched his head. It's possible that Bang Ray is confused by my anger.
My aunt finally came and approached us.
"Udah.yuk.kalian eat first, Papa tuh same Mama you have been waiting for Chi. Talk about it later."
We ate together in a room not far from the living room. Sometimes Papa looked at me and rubbed straight and thin hair.
Papa told me, if later Papa and Mama return to Lampung, to call often and do not hesitate if later there is a need to say to Auntie.
I'm getting sad to hear that papa's words are just making me cry. At that moment Bang Ray who was scooping his food stopped for a moment and put his spoon on the plate.
It seems like Bang Ray loves me very much. Because his wish to have a sister has not materialized.
Bang Ray rushed from his seat and picked up the cactus flower pot I wanted to hold earlier.
After a while, Bang Ray returned and brought a pot containing the cactus flowers.
"It's Deck, for you it's important not to cry anymore and don't be sad anymore. I promise to make you feel at home here."
I wiped my tears and got straight down from the chair and took the cactus flower from Bang Ray's hand.
My mood is starting to dampen.
Today is becoming night, I who from noon have not bathed and began to get sultry want to clean myself.
So did Papa and Mama, hurrying to the guest room located on the ground floor not far from the family room.
My mom and dad are taking me to bed tonight. Because tomorrow Papa and Mama have to go back to Lampung again.
Last night at the aunt's house was over. Now it's time for Papa and Mama to return to Lampung.
I don't want to be away from my parents. But, there is no point if I protest and fight against Mama's will it is just a waste.
I cried while peering at the passing of Papa and Mama behind the living room window.
It felt heavy at the time.
But I try to strengthen my own heart. Looks Aunty waiting at the gate of the house staring at Papa's car until away and no longer seen.
Unbeknownst to me, Bang Ray was watching me. It seems like Bang Ray is feeling the sadness I feel.
"Sir..You have something for you."
I looked towards Bang Ray who was hiding his hands behind his body. To be covered in what Bang Ray would give me.
"Now, remove the tears first, later you will give a gift to you."
I followed Bang Ray's orders even though there was still a bit of noise.
"This is for you."
Bang Ray took out a gift hidden behind his body, apparently a Doraemon doll.
I smiled and I grabbed the doll from Bang Ray's hand.
"Thank you Bang, how do you know that I like Doraemon?"
Bang Ray took me to my room and sat down in front of the study table.
That same day I started filling out the forms that Aunty had prepared.
There are several forms
English tutoring registration form
Featured SMP entry test form
piano music lessons form
In addition, Saturday and Sunday tutoring read the Qur'an at home. In addition, every day must fill out a report of daily activities that have been prepared Auntie.
I saw all the forms seemed to be saturated first. But it seems like Aunt has been living in Japan for too long.
So, everything must go according to schedule and orderly.
I occasionally exhaled and began to fill in the form one by one.
While Bang Ray was sitting next to me, petrified gave instructions to fill it.