My Father Misses
Increasingly Suspicious

"Today you look tangled" asked Vita.

"What's wrong? Ahaaa...you same aby must have been all night, busy chatting about our head of the osis huh?" Tanya vita teases me.

Our head of the school is the most popular guy in our school and all the girls in our school are crazy about him. But he's not my type. His cool and cool-ass attitude made me reluctant to glance at him.

"Hmmm, do not like to analyze your thoughts;" I replied.

"What is it really about? Or another PMS?" ask vita.

"Hmmm...You're this, do I want to suck it up?" I started to bleed.

"Slow down honey, I'm not just kidding, keep what happened with you?" Again the vita questions the same thing.

"Oh, my guess is the end - the end is always uncomfortable. Fidgety! And almost every night I always dream the same thing, I dream that my father died." I said in a sad tone.

"Lila dream is just a sleeping flower so don't be too sad." Vita comforted me.

"If only flowers sleep, why do I always dream the same night?" my many.

My tears keep moistening my cheeks.

"Lila.sudah dong do not cry, later I also cry," said Vita while drying my tears are getting heavier.

All the eyes of my classmates stared at us in confusion.

"Lila please stop crying, and then they think I made you cry." Vita said while looking around.

"Vita, Lila, what's going on?" Ask Ms. Adriana our Chemistry teacher. Vita and I didn't realize that Adriana's mother was in front of the class.

"Lila please stop dong, Mother Adriana has come" Vita whispered to me.

"It's Mom, Lila's eyes are getting dirt, Vita said in response to a question from Ms. Adriana.

Vita's holding my hand.

"I.iya Ma'am.., my eyes are getting dirt in," I replied.

"Yes already then, now open the twenty-fifth page book and do the exercises, and directly collected yes, said Ms. Adriana.

"Good ma'am!" answer us compact.

I opened the book Chemistry and I looked at it, as if I had seen Dad's face there; it made me completely unconcerned.

"I'd better go home" I said in my heart.

My mind is becoming less and less.

"Yes! I'd better get home than I am here, but my mind isn't free." Let my duties be collected later."

I packed my stationery that was strewn over the edge, and I put it in my bag.

Vita looked at me confusedly without saying anything. Maybe he understands all my behavior.

I went to the teacher's desk and approached Adriana's mother.

"Mom.. I'm going home!"

"Why do you want to go home first Lila? Ask Adriana's mother confused. Because I usually never get permission.

"I don't feel like my body feels good, Mom. Can my mom collect the work then?"

"Can ! Can you go home by yourself?"

"Can, Mom!"

"All right! Be careful on the road" said Ms. Adriana.

"Thank you, ma'am" I stepped out of the classroom.

I rushed to the house.

"Dad...Mom..," I called Dad and Mom and checked every corner of the room in my house.

"Dad and Mom haven't come home yet?" my question is in my heart.

I started to feel sad and sad again. I sat on the porch waiting for Mom and Dad to come home.

I took my phone and I called Dad but there was no response from Dad.

I kept trying to contact Dad but just the same, there was no response from Dad.

I saw in the distance the figure of a middle-aged woman walking through my seven houses.

"Mother!" my screams and my face instantly turned happy.

I ran towards my mother.

"Mother how is Oma? Oma hurts what Mom? Did you say hello to Lila? I told Oma that Lila can't see oma?"

"When do you want to come home? Tanyaku bertubi - tubes.

"Lila.., ask me one dong and let me go in the house first," said Mother as she pinched my nose.

Mom and I went into the house.

"Lila baby, it's not like I told you that your father can only come home tomorrow" Mom continued.

"Hmmm Lila forgot, but why is it so hard for me to call Mom" I asked.

"Your father is busy, baby, you should be able to understand him. Don't call a little, pity your father. Can - can your father be atomized by his boss." My mother said to have won me.

"I don't feel well mom" I said.

Mom fumbled my forehead.

"You don't have a fever" said the mother.

I slept on my mom's lap and said, "I'm just not feeling well mom. It's gonna be better soon."

I fell asleep in my mother's lap.

I rubbed my eyes.

"Mom why don't you wake Lila up?" Ask me.

"Mom won't bother you, baby, because your sleep is so good" said Mother.

"Lila tonight you invite your friends here, huh? Mother tonight is still staying at the oma house," continued Mother.

"Good Mom! I take care of Oma until Oma is really healthy yes, Lila can already take care of herself Lila. Soon Lila will contact Lila's friends to accompany Lila here. So I'm not worried about Lila.

Mom stroked my hair and kissed my forehead, I saw a tear on my eyelid, but I didn't question it.

"Mom is ready first."

Mom entered her room. I followed her silently - quietly and I saw her crying but without making a sound. Mom hit her chest.

"What's wrong with Mom? Is Oma getting worse? or is there something you're hiding from me? So many questions came to my mind.

"Am I asking you directly? Ah...preferably do not, later will add to Mother's grief. Ihhh.how is this or I pretend not to see the mother cry. Hmmm.I think it's the best, pretend not to see it.

I stepped into my room like I didn't see anything.

"Crazy...Lila, I heard my voice calling me.

"How is this, I'm not good at acting" I said in my heart.

I tried to calm down and approached Mom.

"Yes ma'am, what's wrong?" My toot.

"Please save Lila these dirty clothes, yes" said the mother.

"Okay ma'am," I hurried to get the dirty pack into place.

"Wow, his clothes on show fell all over."

I picked up the clothes that were scattered on the lanatai.

"Daddy's dirty shirt is here?" Isn't Dad still out of town? My heart became ungodly, my heart pounded.

"Is there something you're hiding from me? Or have you and your mom been lying to me all this time? Or does? All those questions popped into my mind.

I took my dad's shirt and ran to Mom and I showed Mom my dad's shirt.

"What mother is this? How come there's a daddy's shirt in a dirty pack? Didn't you just come back tomorrow? I urged Mother.

"Dear, that's your father's shirt. Dad's welfare has been there from two days ago, said the mother calmly.

"Mom didn't lie to Lila?" My toot.

"No dear" replied Mother briefly.

"Why did you cry?" I dare to ask Mom.

"That's..that's because?" Mother answered him with a brick.

"Because what's mom?" I asked to urge Mom again.

"Because I thought of Oma you" replied Mother.

"Cause of Oma? There's nothing you're hiding from Lilakan?" Ask me again.

"Yes baby! You're like a cop, keep asking." Mother said with a smile.

But somehow I feel like my mom is so forced like there's something I'm hiding from me.

" Have you called Mom yet?"

"Dear, baby" answered my mother.

"Ahhhhh...Dad's great, why don't you call Lila?" My whine.

"And Dad called through Mom" Mother said.

"But Lila wanted to talk to Dad, why didn't you call me?"

"Tomorrow Daddy's coming home, you can complain and scold Dad as you please" continued Mother.

"Mother left first yes, jagan forgot to invite friends - your friends are here ya."

I went to the house of Oma.

After Mom left, my feelings were mixed. Suspicious, passionate, and unbecoming in my heart. I took a deep breath so I could feel better. But my efforts were in vain.

"God, may what I'm feeling, not a bad sign."

I sat pensively on the sofa waiting for my friends, my mind drifting away. So I didn't realize they were all beside me.