
In the afternoon the dhuhur prayer break arrived. I came out of the multimedia room that was used as an exam room. Because this morning father could not be left I immediately to the parking lot before the dhuhur adhan. I went home first than any other student. I actually ran away from school.
Luckily the school gate is open because the school mosque is also used by public worshipers who come from the community around the school. Without a guard at the gate I took the bike and got out of the school. The teacher's office adjacent to the parking lot was also observed to be quiet because some teachers had not left the classroom and some were preparing to pray dhuhur congregation.
During the trip I drove the motor at eighty kilometers per hour. I usually go and go to school at sixty miles per hour. Because I wanted to get home soon I increased the speed of the bike more than usual.
A few minutes later, I arrived home. Mom and Dad were in the room, and I went to see him.
"Assalamualaikum father, mother," My greeting while kissing my parents' hands.
"Waalaikumussalam, why have you come home, have you finished the exam?" Ask mother.
"It's mom," The wrong feeling I've done haunts my feelings. Today I went home prematurely while what I told my parents was like it was time to go home from school.
"Yes, you change your clothes and eat first, then I'll take my father because I want to go out for a while." Answer mother.
"Yes mom" I rushed to my room and changed clothes and had lunch first.
Lunch this time is enough with spinach vegetables, I know maybe mom did not have time to cook other side dishes because it takes care of dad all day. Actually I can't bear to see a weak father lying helplessly because of illness and a mother who had to bash her bones alone for the cost of our daily meals.
But how else would this be the situation now. Father who is already very ill and several times to see a doctor until traditional therapy is done still no results. Even the condition of the father that is getting worse from time to time it feels there is no hope anymore to be able to be longer in this world.
But it all depends on the destiny of Allah SWT which determines the life and death of humans. Let's hope that the pain that my father is experiencing is a sin for this family.
This time there is no cost for treatment. Let alone to seek treatment to eat our potluck. I'm sorry mom, I can't boast of you yet.
"Mother, if you're going out please, I'll take care of you here." I said.
"Yes, son, you'll be back in the afternoon mommy's coming home." Answer mother.
"Dad, mom stay first. Take good care of yourself, if you need anything to ask our daughter." Mom says goodbye to dad.
"Yes mother." Answer father.
"Mom don't worry I'll take good care of you." I interrupted my mother and father's conversation.
"Good boy, thank you son. Mother left first. Assalamualaikum." Answer mother.
"Mosur."
"Dad what?" I asked dad.
"Dad doesn't want anything enough you just stay with me."
It's not like the usual father who does not want to be close to me for fear if the pain is contagious just now wants to be close to me continuously.
"Yes dad, I'm resting first." I fixed Dad's blanket and asked him to rest again.
"Yes, son."
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At the same time in the school of prayer dhuhur just finished. Ms. Nia came forward and took the microphone that was on the mosque pulpit. If this is the case, there will be an important announcement.
"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh." Greetings to Nia's mother in front of all the students.
"Waalaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh." Answer students and other worshipers in a compact manner.
"Announcement for twelve-year students who want to continue their education or continue their studies is welcome to consult the counseling guidance room so that the school can help smooth in applying to the desired college. For those who are constrained in costs can also consult because there are many scholarship opportunities that can be obtained and the school will fully support all students. Which will consult can start today to the enemy at school hours as long as it does not interfere with lesson hours or exam hours."
"If you don't want to go to college, ma'am?" Tapping on one of the male students.
"Huuuuuuuu" The cheers of other students echoed in the mosque.
"It's enough don't be this rowdy still in the mosque. For those who do not want to continue college and want to work or marriage, it is up to you to consult what is not sure the school has provided the best facilities for you. The last announcement from school for the twelfth grade tomorrow after school do not go home first because there is socialization from college, for students who want to go to college or are not required to attend without exception. maybe that's all we can say more or less apologize. Wassalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh." Nia's mother.
"Waalaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."
All the students came out of the mosque partly preparing to go home and partly to the cafeteria and classes because the clock was still time for a break.
Some of the twelfth graders are also seen crowded heading to the counseling guidance room to get direction from Nia's mother as a counseling teacher and direction from the principal who also accompanies the preparation of students heading to further education. Not a few students who are nosy and just follow along to get the attention of the school. Fortunately, the school does not compare one student to another, between students who are able and students who are less able, between students who are good looking or students who are ordinary. All students are equal and deserve equal treatment.
So many interests of students to be able to continue education, but many obstacles must also be faced because the background of students is different. What is certain is that their average dream is the same as wanting to achieve goals and success to be able to lift family degrees and boast both parents who have fought for their children.
Not a few students who want to work to help the family economy even many who think that getting married after graduating from school is the best way. That's how to think between one person with another is different which certainly all depends on the destiny of the effort that has been done so far.
The path of one's life is different, but it is the best path for one's own and for others. Because all success requires a process.