My Father Misses
Last Smile 4

"Atan is nosy anyway," my nagging.

Atan laughed until he held his stomach, Atan's laughter woke up the father who was still resting.

"Eee, is there Atan? It's been since then, huh?"

"Must be Om, about 10 minutes."

"Sorry, Om, Atan has woken up to Om."

"No, the bored Om keeps falling asleep in bed."

"Something seems to be exciting, huh?"

Mother approached us.

"It's Tanta, it's funny."

Atan was still laughing.

Father and mother looked at each other, putting on confused faces.

"Yuk father than we are more confused by the conversation of young people, we should go to the park yuk!"

Mom invites dad to relax - relax in the garden in front of the house.

"That's what...Atan."

I chased after Atan and finally me and Atan were chasing.

The Park

"Mom, when did you realize our plan?"

"Patience first Well, now we focus first on funding your medicine."

Dad was silent for a moment.

"How about while running his business. Later fortunately we will use for the cost of our daily needs and the cost of the drug father."

"Hmmm, well maybe. Later mom share to the group arisan mom and mom will ask Lila to promote in sosmet."

Inside The House

I stopped breathing because of the pursuit of Atan.

"Let's go after me" cried Atan.

"God, why is Atan like this? Where's the cool, cute and cool Atan?"

"It's just that it's overachieving anyway?" Temptation Atan.

"Ah.., I gave up."

"Kok give up?"

"Lazy ah, Lila's tired."

Atan approached me and sat down beside me.

"Because of you!"

I held Atan's arm.

"Lila, cheat."

Atan pulled his arm which I was already holding tightly. Me and Atan pulled each other and....

Creeaaakkk, Atan's sleeve is torn.

Atan and I were shocked to see Atan's shirt torn off.

My face suddenly turned pale.

"Sorry!"

Guilt and nervousness haunt me.

"Sorry!"

I apologized repeatedly to Atan. Not to forgive me, Atan laughed. Laughter breaks my awkwardness.

"It's okay, Lila," Atan said as he rubbed my hair gently.

"Maaaff," I said stammered.

"The truth is nothing."

"Loh Atan, your shirt?" Ask the confused mother to see the torn clothes Atan.

"It's Tanta, it was a nail in the corner, right there," Atan told a lie.

"This is Tanta betulin."

Atan took off his shirt and gave it to mom to sew. I was so lucky to have a mom who was all-round.

"Don't feel guilty anymore, your mother has sewed it up" whispered Atan.

"Smile dong," seduced Atan.

I gave Atan my sweetest smile.

"Once dong, the aura of her beauty became visible."

"You start again."

I pinched Atan's arm.

Atan caught my hand and held it tightly.

Staring at me inside.

"Stay like this yes, I hope your smile continues to be beautiful on your lips and never fade" Atan said.

"Ekhmmm, ekmmm."

"This is your shirt."

I gave Atan a shirt that was just finished sewn.

Atanpun muddled and let go of my hand.

"Thank you, Tanta" said Atan, wearing his shirt.

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After eating lunch, Atan said goodbye to go home.

My father and mother really liked Atan, they thought Atan was a good and polite child.

The House of Atan

The blue-colored sports car entered the elite housing and drove towards the parking lot.

Atan got out of his car and sang a love song.

Atan who is notoriously quiet, these endings turn into a jolly figure.

Atan stepped towards his magnificent home, he opened the door and headed inside the house while dancing. His steps stopped because of the sound of Inah's voice.

"Son't Atan fall in love again?" Ask Bik Inah.

"Well, my aunt was also young. Ever felt in love."

"Bik thisah almost forgot, Atan's son is waiting for you in his study."

"Thank you, Bik."

Atan headed to his father's office.

H.h., tok...

Atan knocked on his father's study.

"Please enter," a voice came from behind the door asking Atan to enter immediately.

"Yes night."

"Night, please sit."

"What's up, huh?"

"The next day we'll move out of town. I've taken care of all your transfer files and for your new school."

"It won't move, yeah. Atan pingin's here."

"Dad can't leave you here alone, Atan."

Atan's heart felt so restless and troubled. Atan thought of Lila.

"I want to stay here."

"It's been dad's decision, so I hope you don't argue with it."

Atan's father left Atan alone in his study.

Atan was alone.

The Lila House

I made a pretty long shopping list.

"Is there a show, Mom?"

"Mom got the order, Lila help you later."

"Berez, Mom."

"Lila, please buy all of this."

I received a shopping list from my mom.

I get ready and get my woll jacket.

I headed to the bus stop to the traditional market to shop according to the list of groceries given by my mother.

So many groceries that I hold to make me overwhelmed.

I went to the bus stop and waited for the bus to return home.

My phone is vibrating in my woll jacket pocket. I took my phone and a message from Atan.

"Where are you?"

I placed the grocery bag near my feet and replied to Atan's message.

"In a traditional market near my house.1"

"The one on the road 'M', asked Atan."

"Yes!" Reply me.

"Wait for me there, in 10 minutes I arrive."

"Okay" I said.

10 Minutes later, a white sedan stopped right in front of me.

Atan opened the car door and approached me

"Come in," he ordered.

Atan took my grocery bag and put it in his car.

Atan started driving his car.

There was a clear feeling of gelisa on his face.

"Lila," call Atan.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"I.." Atan stopped the conversation.

"What's wrong?"

"I miss you."

"Ihhhh.., Atan started to deh."

Atan laughed curled up - but clearly visible on his face a sense of anxiety and fret.

Atan drove me home and petrified me with my groceries.

"I'll say yes, I'll be here again tomorrow."

I nodded to take Atan away.

"Sounds like Atan's voice?" Ask Dad.

"Yes yeah, Atan just drove Lila and now Atan has come home anyway."

"Well, I want to talk to Atan."

"Where's mom?"

"Mother's in the room, just finished the bath."

"Lila to the room first yeah, Lila's eyes feel so heavy."

I left my dad who was just watching TV.

I went straight to bed. I put my body on the bed. Body dancing and sleeping.

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Sayup - I heard my mother's voice calling to me.

But my eyes are so heavy that they make me reluctant to wake up.

I fell asleep again.

This time my mother's voice sounded clearer calling my name.

My mother's voice forced me to wake up.

"What's wrong mom?" Ask me who is still holding back the sleepiness.

"Sana's ready, Atan wants to take you to dinner."

To Be Continued