ISHIHARA (Blind Color-Real Story)
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Daddyh.

Ia

crying out.

As if

mahligai sand that dantak in the waves when the tide is approaching. Her tears

trickles. My body feels like hell. Behind the lens of my eye, my tears are hardened.

Flaming extinguish the incandescent fire of hell. Father's voice was the first

i heard. The azan smile holds hope. Her shadow, she was carrying me when

I was small first. He picked me up from school even to high school. My throat

it was the most bitter water ever created.

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Goods have been collected to be brought home. Recently purchased items, mattress cabinets, ricecooker, etc,

dispensers, and fans, we'll leave. We will return to Gunung Crying Village leaving the cost we have rented for a year. The news I'm going home has been told by Dad to Mom. It makes people

the closest people in the village are also sad. And so is Adi. I received a Short Message Service (SMS) message from him some time before Dad and I left the boarding house.

***.Liel you don't want to go home yes, there are no peers in our village anymore!. They have wandered into the city or started work or college.please think about it.

When we decided to go back to the village. In front of my room boarding door, Bang Bahim was standing right in front of the door. Bang Boby sat down with the saddest expression I had ever seen. Iwan stood his eyes down sad. They've heard of my and Dad's plan to go home. Then they gathered for me.

They gathered to prevent me from going home. Don't Go Home. They begged me to weigh my heart. We just got to know him for a few days.

“Pak I beg you to Adik do not go home.” The Pinta Bang Sahim.

“Ya Liel is still in college here. Everything will be safe.” Pinta Iwan, Medan's son.

Dad looked at me.”Don't Go Home,” said Father pleading. This is my second time begging for me.

I saw Bang Boby, he's experienced. He had also attended college before and repeated in other majors. “Do not go home,” said. Bang Boby crouched leaning against the wall. His voice was tight and I was silent.  He said back, ” my heart feels broken,” but I still remain silent.

” Stay here fill the time with college first. If there is a fate next year, repeat again,” continued Bang Boby gave advice.

I stopped my steps. “ My father did not so rouse”.

“I'll stay here. I believe the campus will make a wise decision with this situation. Although I moved to another major.”

My father's face is blushing.”

Stay here first. Demand science for a moment. Never forget to pray.” Father Message.

“Every Father loves His Son.”

I still remember when I left first Dad told the bus passengers that his son hopes to pass the motto beat 3000 more competitors. However, when my father left me in this land, the land with a history of greatness a pillar of Islamic archipelago, the land of mixed merchants all over

the world, a land of prolonged conflict, a land ravaged

the magnitude of the tsunami, Tanah Aceh Tanah Rencong for the first time He said

that he loved me ever since I could understand the meaning of words, for

firwst time. Finally, only Dad came home. He drove by motorcycle to the bus terminal. My heart was carried away. My heart is chasing the ring road

Darussalam.

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