Imagery
section 9

" mister can I owe you sugar?"

" your deck again? Didn't you come here just now? Who missed out?"

Fortunately, the man did not make himself more embarrassed. And even he greeted her with a heart that I thought was chesty.

" heye yes sir I forgot the sugar"

My answer was short without forgetting to paint this smile on the lips to cover the wound that had been described by my swollen eyes

" how much neng? Sekilo?"

Duh if there will be more debt nominal dong, mending I owe half so that if there is new sustenance I will immediately buy a lot for stock at home.

" half a kilo sir"

The father smiled and gave me the sugar I asked for, and I saw he was writing maybe he was adding my total debt to this store

" was it written sir? The scroll?"

" huh yeah"

" if that's the image of saying goodbye, sir, thank you"

That way I immediately set my foot again to return home.

I saw that the dark sky was above my body, the dark color was a beautiful color to me. For to me dark and lonely are the most beautiful friends....

" huh finally reached home, yes even though only a few steps away from this house to the front stall but if you go back and forth just as tired"

So grumbled when I set my first foot on the terrace area of the house.

I took a deep breath and exhaled again hoping for a calmness

" okay citra gabby nangis again, gaboleh thought again okay, you have to be strong cit! You must be strong"

I entered my house and went straight to the kitchen to make coffee which had been a problem between me and my father until I made a sound to get out of the house.

" this coffee pack has been the image of 2 tablespoons of sugar as you usually make for your father"

" sitting down for a while someone wants you to ask about your mother"

" what do you want to ask?"

Earlier in the morning he refused to discuss the mother's problem but now he wants to discuss it. But it's okay I'd love to hear more clearly about their relationship, even if it would hurt me

" do you know that mom and dad are getting divorced?"

I sighed a little to answer my question immediately

" that's it, sir"

I answered briefly and kept trying to calm so that my tears would not break again

" where do you know? Didn't you just hear the last fight yesterday?"

I smiled even though this heart was not what I was showing it now.

" yes, the image already knows the fit of mother's clothes is not in the closet, and this afternoon I also met with the mother along with a man who seems to be among the rich"

" huh what? Where did you meet your mother? Why don't you take her home?"

His tone grew higher because he heard my answer. What happened to his father could turn violent at any time.

" the image has tried to persuade the mother but the mother gamau again came home the same image"

" hah, of course, because he was tempted by the man's treasure, you already know the same about your mother's temper. He just wants to live a luxurious life! Gamau life is difficult let alone the same father, the basic emang really cheap women"

When my father is with me he will talk about the ugliness of my mother, and vice versa my mother will tell me the ugliness of my father when we just sit together.

" pack the image to the room first, the image will study for the exam tomorrow"

He slightly scrunched his forehead and raised both eyebrows like a man in astonishment when he heard my words earlier

" why did you make a mistake again?"

" if you learn to be a class champion it's worth it! If you learn but just waste time mending you foot massage dad. Did you get pahalakan? Gausa tried so hard that Pinter was just your brother"

It's a little bit of a nag but I can what it says is a truth I can't deny.

The father's feet were now on the table, with a motion of a gesture pointing the code to immediately do what he told me.

" well sir the image will be incandescent father"

" uh wait wait, I'll just go to bed on the floor. So if you are not yet fast asleep you should not stop massaging your father! Denger's? If you're not ready, you're sinning"

" i-yes sir the image must do as you say"

I said in a lethargic tone

I can't fight my father, why are things making me this way, I don't have a mother.

And even I have to slam my own bones from tomorrow

I began to massage the calf of the father to the tip of his toes in the hope that the father will soon fall asleep in his sleep, because usually almost an hour the new father slept. And if that's true then I'll be late to learn the subjects that will be tested tomorrow

30 minutes passed the hand of the father is still moving by sliding the facebook homepage that he has.

My hands had felt like they were going to freeze and feel a tingling sensation as well, but what day I could not stop.except this time I had to brave myself to ask permission for going to sleep

" can you sleep?"

" sleep? I haven't slept since morning! Udah gausa a lot of complaining, the father mijetin the feet of his parents up to hours but gaperna murmured"

I want to answer iyadeh yes the longest mijetnya, but it's all just in my imagination because where maybe an image is able to have courage against the father.

My eyes kept on stumbling at me because I started to feel a heavy drowsiness, because I had not rested my body at all. And now that the clock is showing right at 20:15, I'm used to not sleeping at midnight. Because my mind will further disturb the comfort of my night.

" hey"

This father's words surprised me

" yes sir what's wrong?"

" you can be eloquent do not sleep can usually when you are filial with your parents even you overslept let alone you in a sitting position, already rich gapernah sleep a year ajah! You're a lazy kid, you're alive"

" sorry, mr. Citra was not on purpose"

You did not answer my apology, only a grieving voice was heard for my actions

Father left me alone, he went out of the house using a motor that he had turned on.

" huh let alone what will happen tomorrow, why do I hate myself so much why don't I just die soon why? I'm tired of living like this too!"

I immediately entered the room and locked it, with an irritated feeling that I had no reason to hold my right hand and throw it against the wall that understood what I was doing like a madman.

" aghhh bangs*t! What am I supposed to do, huh? Is this wrong it's wrong? Everyone can only tell me this is all they know I can be tired too! I also want to be considered there"

The body again hugged my legs, my eyes highlighted the image of myself in the mirror.

Slowly these eyes turned to observe the hands that had been flushed and had a little scratch, the breath that had been irregular finally also regained calm after venting it on inanimate objects.