Healing
143. Lucky People

Today's breakfast was a bit of a misfortune, because the clock has shown at 8 more than a quarter, all this because Yoga is not received with just one round of play, so it takes a long time, so, and breakfast is late.

Shaka made no comment even though I and the old Yoga were in the room, Shaka thought we were late and long in the room because we had discussed about the permits we would give to Shaka for camping activities. We only briefly discussed that. Longer the heating.

" Let's eat now, it's too late. Thank you, Shaka, for waking up Syifa, and for helping Syifa to wash your face".

Syifa had indeed gathered with us at the dinner table, but still with a sleepy face and repeatedly yawned.

" Same father mother who finished doing it anyway?, Syifa to tired of waiting for the same father mother here. If you know it will be a long time, Syifa was not again, brother Shaka anyway. Syifa did not like it the most if told to wait. But since Shaka forbade her to call me to the room, Syifa receded and waited for me and Yoga to come out on their own.

All was silent and the dining room was silent, only the sound of plates clinking occasionally exposed to spoons and forks.

But after we ate, Shaka immediately asked his father's decision. He is already waiting for the answer of Yoga decision, get permission or not.

" I'm sorry Well... Ms.... have you made a decision?, Shaka can go camping?", asked Shaka who then sipped water in the glass in front of her.

" Dad's got some business pushing out for a second, I told your mom what dad's decision was, and what conditions you should do".

Yoga stood up and went outside with his car. There was a phone call when we were making love in the room. Yet Yoga ignored even feeling that phone calls were interfering with our enjoyment. But after we finished our bath and left the room, Yoga checked her phone with a serious facial expression. Maybe there is something going on somewhere, because Yoga comes out right after eating.

" What are you doing, Mom?", asked Shaka.

I just shook my head because I didn't know.

" Your father got a call from someone, but whose mother he's not from".

" What do you want to do with Mom?".

" On condition.", I replied.

" What's the condition?".

" Maintain your achievements to be a class champion, must be the first champion as before. Can't go down even in 2nd place, can you afford?", I asked.

" Of course I'll be class champion again, I promise you".

Shaka replied with great confidence, maybe he had got good values before, which is why Shaka immediately agreed to the terms.

" Thank you very much Ma'am, for persuading me to give you permission, I won't let you down".

" Tomorrow I'll tell Adel immediately if I'm going to camp".

Shaka suddenly hugged me tightly so happy to get permission to join the camping.

And finally the days that Shaka awaited arrived, he packed his clothes into a large backpack that he deliberately bought a few days ago for this camping event.

Black backpack with blue pollet on the front, in line with black clothes and navy color cargo pants that he wears.

" Shaka left first Well.... Ms...", saying Shaka with face sumringah and spirit 45.

Shaka nodded quickly. A few seconds of staring at Yoga who gave Shaka no message. Shaka thought her father gave her permission because he was forced to, thanks to my persuasion, so that Yoga did not speak when Shaka said goodbye to her.

I realized a few days ago that Yoga was more reserved, not as usual, as if there was a problem she was having in the office. But I don't know what the problem is. I did not dare to ask, because asking can not change anything, I do not know about the business of Yoga work.

" Ga... do you not want to tell me anything?", I deliberately said it, who knows Yoga will tell a story. And maybe because Yoga could not stand his brain being told to think hard, he also told me about the problems he was facing.

I listened to the complaints of Yoga about the problems he was facing, I could not provide any solution myself, I did not know about the affairs of land and taxes, he said, as I was complaining about yoga, but all I could do was listen to my husband groan, hoping that I could at least ease my husband's burden.

" Thank you, Ra. yesterday I felt like there was a heavy burden on my shoulders, but after telling you, I felt like there was a bit of a burden coming off, and the weight on my shoulders feels lighter now".

I'm glad Yoga said that, at least my goal of being a loyal listener has worked.

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Shaka POVs

I managed to get permission to participate in school camping activities. At first I was worried that Dad would not let me go, because he didn't seem to like me doing things that would make me tired. I understand the purpose is good.

But after being persuaded by my mother long enough, finally my father gave me permission to attend camping activities, instead, I was required to become a class champion again this year. It's not a big deal for me, because it was the years before that I was always the class champion.

This is my second camping since I entered High School, used to join the camp when I first entered High School and it was two years ago. At that time, participants from all students were required to participate. Unlike the current, only members of nature lovers who come. And just set up some tents.

I did take part in this camping activity to prove to Adel, my classmate, that I wasn't a coward. I dare go out at night, and sleep in the tent. Adel has always been a proactive friend, but also my toughest rival, who has always been second in class. He also actively participated in extracurricular activities.

Although she was a woman, but her attitude and behavior was unlike any other woman in general, she was too bold and talkative.

Very different from Puput, the sweet girl who works at Fila belonging to my grandmother, she is a girl who does not talk much, but her actions show that she is a smart girl. His attitude is polite and friendly, making anyone who knows him will be easy to get along with.

Not only adults, even small children like my sister Syifa can also be easily immediately familiar with Puput. Moreover, the mother who immediately made the decision wanted to invite him to come home. I immediately protested at that time, not because I did not like Puput living in our house, I was worried that if I lived together maybe over time I could be interested in the village girl who was still very innocent.

I remember walking home from the flower garden, on my 17th birthday.

" Happy birthday Young master, may the young master be given longevity, health, and good luck in life. Because smart people, successful people, and rich people are still inferior to lucky people".

That's the prayer that the village girl said to me, it sounds simple, but after I thought it over and over again, the meaning of that simple sentence was very deep.

It's true, rich people, smart people, successful people, it's all lost by the lucky ones. After I understood the meaning of his wish, I repeatedly guaranteed it. Wishing the Almighty to make me a lucky man.

And I think I've been a lucky person ever since I met my real father. He always obeyed everything I wanted, even sometimes I have not asked, father Yoga already got it for me first. That's why I feel like a very lucky boy.

Who was I, just a son of a motorcycle taxi driver, who for daily meals was confused. Pocket money mediocre, sometimes even I do not snack at school, because the allowance I use to photocopy the task. It feels so good to live like that. I have always been determined to be a successful person in order to make my parents happy.

But God has other wills, yet I have become a successful person, God has sent father Yoga who always meet all my needs, giving all my wishes.

That's why I feel like a very lucky person now. Hopefully, in the future I will still be a lucky person.