Map of 7 Souls
The inner child: Ep. 20

- August 10, 2004 -

A bright morning. A young man grabbed a motorcycle this morning. A roaring sound came out from the tailpipe of the motorbike butut. Occasionally the exhaust is coughed due to a channel that is not smooth because of age. A skinny young man heats a motorcycle engine because it will be used to take his child to school. Routine activities every morning.

He used a few gas handles with his right hand. Motorcycles roaring. The man stood up, docked at the edge of the motorcycle seat. The Astuti bututi motorcycle is patched on the ground using standardised flags. Black smoke occasionally comes out, billowing from the exhaust. Motorcycles perched in front of the yard. The ground in the courtyard was still a little wet from the rain last night.

The young man had slightly curly hair standing looking at the motorcycle. Standing some distance away, on the porch of an unfenced house. Several times he pulled a cigarette that was on the right hand finger clasp. Waiting while researching the state of his motorcycle.

"Dad...." Call a child who just came out of the house. Run towards the man called father.

The man looked at the source of the voice. Quickly throw the cigarette butts that are in hand into the side yard of the house. Squatting where he stood earlier and warmly welcomed the arrival of the little boy who was his eldest son.

Little boy with small stature, laughing cheerfully. His teeth are growing well. Embrace his father who is crouching. The little boy, who had a tall nose, was already wearing a red and white uniform, complete with a tie and a red hat. The shoes worn are black with white socks attached to half his little calf.

"Where is your sister?" ask Dad.

"Rian doesn't go to school, Dad. Fever," actually.

Indeed usually, every morning, this man drove the first child and his second child –also male-sex to school together.

"Nih bontotnya (former). School break, new to eating. It was breakfast so it was for lunch." The source of the voice came from an old woman who was probably in her 60s, who had just come out of the house.

The little boy looked to the side. Laughs. Her small face was very friendly and easily smiling. He approached the old woman.

"Yes, Grandma," he nodded, followed by taking a red-colored place to eat with the character of Spiderman. Put in a black school bag that is next to the waist.

"Come, let's go. It's too late" his father exclaimed. "You've greeted Mama?"

"Already," he replied spoiled.

"Sama Grandma has not..," said the old woman while thrusting the back of the right palm.

The white boy grabbed the hand of the old woman he called Grandma.

"Hakiki, don't be naughty at school. If your friend is naughty, you do not go naughty. The meeting was played and done well." The old woman stroked her grandson's head with her right hand after the little boy finished kissing his hand.

"If you're still naughty, how is it, Grandma?" ask her with a plain face. The boy was named Hakiki.

"You are far away. Find another friend. But.. You remain friends as usual, play regular kayak if the fit he is not naughty anymore" explained the old woman who wore a black skullcap.

"If you're still naughty?" ask again with a plain face.

"If you are still naughty and bother you, you say the same Mother Teacher, so let Mother Teacher who is nasehatin huh? Yes, go, I've been waiting" said the old woman. Deliberately immediately ended the conversation knowing that this boy would keep asking until he found the right answer at heart.

"Well greetings to Mama, haven't you?" ask the real father a second time.

" Now" he answered briefly. Hakiki had greeted his mother who was busy taking care of her younger siblings.

The little guy walks into the yard to the motorbike. His father led him from behind. Try to ride in front of the motorcycle seat. His father held the True right hand in order to rise and strengthen his sitting position. "Today Kiki's up ahead, Dad, because she's a non-schooler" she explained.

The man smiled a little. "Okay.” Sitting on a motorcycle. When he saw his eldest son had established a sitting position, he also said, “Dadah granny first.”

The little boy waved at the old woman standing in front of the house. Replying to the old lady's smile that was fixed for him.

Real dad is a little body-forward and pushing a motorcycle. There was a sound of a bang. Currently, the motorcycle has been standing rested on two wheels. The man slightly turned the gas handle that was on the right with the right hand grip. The bike was walking slowly.

They walked down the small road to the asphalt road. To the right of the small road lay plants and vegetables that flourished. Sparkling green. Especially last night it just rained. Green plants and vegetables are very beautiful to look at. The air this morning was very cool and clean.

Little children enjoy the journey to school with cheerful faces. Enjoy the fresh morning air. The cold wind that hit his face was greatly enjoyed by him. Sitting in front of a motorcycle and going out with his father was the most beautiful thing in his life.

His face is so innocent. White skin is clearly exposed to the morning sun. This boy had a handsome aura. Four months, he's nine. It was still very small, but the aura of his handsome face was already visible. His nose looks tall and sharp. Her eyes full of charm look great. His cheeks were full of meat. So adorable. Everyone who saw it would want to pinch that cheek.

The journey from the real home to school takes about fifteen minutes. This boy attended SDN 2 Kota Brastagi Karo Regency North Sumatra. Here, the land of birth because his father was a native of Brastagi City. This city belongs to the highlands. Streets hilly. Mount Sinabung and Mount Sibayak are beautiful panoramas. Every day the locals are presented with a beautiful and cool view of the green mountain background. To go to Hakiki school, they went down a large road with the background of Mount Sinabung and Mount Sibayak, away from Brastagi City downhill.

Almost ten minutes into their drive, the Real Father stopped right in front of his son's school. Written in front of the building monument SDN 2 Brastagi. Right off the motorcycle and greet his father when the motorcycle has stopped.

"Later noon I'll pick you up. If you haven't come, play with friends first yes," exclaimed his father.

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The little boy cried when he came out of the school gate. He quarreled with his friend. His head was hit by a classmate. This boy had already reported to the teacher but his teacher was busy taking care of the other child. He decided to wait for his father outside the school gate. Not playing inside as his father recommended.

In front of the school there are still many parents of students who pick up their children. Things happen in front of the school gate. Congestion occurs because many parents wait for their children on the side of the road. Not to mention the merchants who are on the side of the road and children who are struggling to buy snacks. That

it is a common thing to see when you go home from school.

The little boy walked left to the side of the school building. Her tears were still stuck in the corners of her eyes and cheeks. Sitting on a small rock away from the crowd but still being able to see if her father came to pick her up.

He was very upset with his friend Hendra. Hendra took his tweezers, dumped him in the back of the class. Usually, Hakiki often plays with Hendra. But this time, he was very upset by Hendra's treatment. At first, Hakiki said, “You can't be like that, I don't want to play with you if it's like that,”. Hendra laughed and touched his forehead. Actually it's not too painful, but the truth feels underestimated. Next, complain to the teacher, but the teacher is busy arranging other children especially when the bell home has rung. The children were already busy taking care of their bags and screaming to go home quickly. The class teacher became confused, I don't know who to serve first. "Yes, I'll nasehati Hendra. Sit down first, we want to go home," the real veiled Young Master.

I obey the words of his teacher. However, after reciting the prayer and the children had rotated out one by one, I really did not see the Mother teacher talking to Hendra. He deliberately waited for his teacher's promise in the back of the queue and Hendra turned out first. I felt that the teacher had broken a promise. This boy came out with a sullen face and did not greet his class teacher.

Sit on a small rock.  Looking to the right of the school building. The people gathered had already begun to dwindle, only a few parents of students and hawker merchants and toys remained. His neck continued to lengthen, looking to the right, as his father must have appeared from above the City of Brastagi down the road leading to the school.

"Dad's waiting for you? " ask someone who comes suddenly.

Herself actually. He silently looked at the person in front of him with a sad look. Sayu's eyes.

"Dad adek could not pick up. was uwak who was told to pick up," real men who wear striped shirt.

horizontally.  He's a little laughing. This man is fat but short. Maybe, he's about the same age as the real one.

"Kok uwak who was asked to be picked up, where is the father?" This time I asked in a small and innocent voice.

"Dad again cite kol. Harvest in the garden. So then

uwak was told to pick me up."

Essentials

speechless. Think for a while and digest. It is true that his father was

growing cabbage at the moment.

"Come on. The uwak aja. Take a ride in the car."

"Kok get in the car? Get close, take the train (motorcycle) already nyampe."

"So you don't get dust, so uwak bring it

automaker. Nice car, you can sit in front."

Herself silent. There was doubt in his heart.

"You want some candy. This is uwak kasi candy, in the car there are many other snacks. Your father bought it. Tipped with uwak." The man gave a piece of candy.

Take candy with colorful wrappers. He began to believe that the candy was indeed his father's care because his father always bought candy for him. Wherever standing.

The short and fat man quickly held the True hand and herded it

to car.

"You're sitting in front of ya, same uwak." The man opened the car door hurriedly and lifted Hakiki into the car. Sit the child in the passenger seat next to the steering wheel. Closing the door quickly and running towards the other side. Open the car door. In a hurry to take the car keys in the pants pocket and turn on the engine, put the teeth in the gears, tread the clutch and press the gas with the other leg, all in a hurry. And the car rolled down the street.

"Cock down, Wak. Kiki's house is it upstairs?" ask the Little Truth. His mouth is stalling on candy.

"Yes. It's jammed, uwak will mutar," said the man's origin.

The little one fell silent and looked straight ahead. Believe in the words of an unknown man. He sat down casually. Her plain face was covered. I am happy to get in the car and sit in front. His view became wider. But this time, it's a little weird. His eyes felt heavy. So heavy. Uncontested. He fell asleep on the front bench of the car.

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