Nandithas
THE STORY OF CANDRA KIRANA

On the other hand, when Nandita focused on completing her lecture, the figure of a friend who had been close to her was still on the line of ash in her life.

How not, the figure of Candra Kirana who has been known to be cheerful, it turns out that her shoulders bear a heavy burden that no one knows.

Was it wrong that he felt jealous of Nandita who he saw so perfectly his life? He wants to be like Nandita, have a family that supports each other. I can love and be loved by many. You can be who you are, without having to think about being the best in every aspect of life.

Without realizing that there is no perfect life, no human being is truly happy without going through trials in life. Because life is a learning process. Learn to be grateful, learn to accept, learn to master yourself, and many more life lessons that must be passed in growing to become a happy human being.

'Huuuuh if mom papa ain't too busy with their own world, if they don't give heavy responsibility on my shoulders to look after and protect sister, sister, if they knew that I wasn't a robot they could control at will' And there would be plenty if others were to change into the beautiful girl's heart.

"Sister.... For donk money.... I want to go the same way again" Kiara the second child of three brothers approached the sister Candra who was cool to daydream on the balcony of her luxurious house.

"Where else is the deck?? It's late afternoon, where it's cloudy. It's raining for sure. Diem aja at home, learn so his value bagusan bitit" Ketus the brother on his wayward sister.

"Bangaran doang, udaaah cepetan for his money. Two hundred thousand aja, want a tenment agreement because it has helped me do the task yesterday" Kiara still insistent

"Yes, but promise your brother not to go home. Inget your deck is still high school, still a long way from your journey, do not let you misstep" he said advising his sister

"Yaaa baffle, sprawl sis.... I've been waiting for this meeting" The sister felt impatient, then pulled her brother into the room to get the money

"Nih, inget dek do not go home malem malem. Do you know yourself if you are the same Bima is the responsibility of brother? You have the heart if mom papa comes home later, brother scolded again because they are not good to take care of you?" He said to his sister while giving two pieces of money in red.

"Makasiii brother,, yes I'm not long anyway, Deket's cafe is here too. What will I bring you later??" Kiara eagerly took the money that was thrust upon her

"Beliin brother martabak sweet just as salty. Sweet martabak pake topping chocolate milk cheese nuts yes,,, if martabak saltynya buy a special, buy all for the mbok same security. Here's the extra money" he said while spending a hundred thousands, then handed it to his sister

"Yes, brother, I go first. Makasiii money, take good care of the house.... Daaaaa" Gleefully Kiara exited her room and left with friends waiting for her at the gate.

'That boy.... Always I can't be angry with him' He's back daydreaming by himself. This time he was sitting on a large couch in his room. The grand mansion felt empty. There is no warmth of a family that adorns every corner.

There are only antique jars and expensive paintings that he does not understand what their meaning and function is, who faithfully become friends every lonely day. Of course, in addition to domestic assistants, gardeners, and security guards who are also busy with their respective duties.

"Sat again what" he wrote on a short message he sent to Satya's phone number.

"Ga there, again at home. Howdy Ndra?" Satya's chat reply slightly made her face smile happily.

"Ga.... Again, there are no friends talking. You play here donk..." Ask the man she likes

"Sorry, yes Ndra, not that I don't want to nemenin you, but I'm afraid later if Nandita knows I'm there, she thinks I want to get you again. Missing my chance to make her my future woman" Satya's reply made Candra, who had been smiling happily, now back in her face bent. The heart that had begun to improve, was now bad again because of Satya's rejection and expression of joy to Nandita.

'Why the hell is all Nandita? What special he tried.' He went back to his friend.

Even if he wants to think clearly, it is not the fault of Nandita if it turns out that many people like the girl.

Nandita is just being herself, which is what it is. Who like to joke, like nosy, sometimes silly acts that often make people around feel entertained by his presence.

The atmosphere of the morning in the magnificent house was still the same as yesterday, silent and cold. No laughter was seen, as did the rest of the family in general.

Bayu Perkasa the family leader sat facing the breakfast served at the dining table.

Likewise, the wife who looks graceful and well-groomed at the age that is no longer young. Sitting next to her husband with a healthy meal in front of her eyes.

"Children haven't woken up yet?" Ask Mr. Bayu, while glancing at the luxury watch that is circular in his right hand.

"Now on holiday pa, they may want to enjoy a little lazing time" Sahut the wife defended her children.

"Although the holidays still they must be disciplined time ma, do not get used to the holiday lazing like this. Mama told them to donk, teach them to appreciate time early on!" Say Mr. Bayu with a voice up an octave.

Miss Diah who wants to put food in the mouth was done, then put the spoon back on the plate. Her appetite suddenly lost hearing the babbling of her husband in the morning.

"Yes, I'll tell Candra to teach her sisters to be better" she said then left the dining table.

Always so, whenever there are things that are not in accordance with the wishes of his parents, always Candra who gets a reprimand.

They do not realize that the responsibility of educating children lies on their shoulders as parents. It is not the obligation of the firstborn child, especially to blame the children for the inability of parents to educate him

"Can.... Sit here mama wants to talk" Candra who just wanted to sit at the dinner table to start breakfast, stopped doing and approached the mother who was waiting for her in the family room.

"Why ma" asked Candra after landing her ass on the soft sofa next to her mother.

"Where are your lectures" asked Bu Diah who believed Candra was just a stale base. He was sure there must be more to it than just asking for news

"Surf mah, as always" he replied reluctantly.

"What do you want to talk about?" Shoot it to the point at the mama.

Honestly, he was tired of the attitude of his parents who he felt never showed affection like parents in general.

The way his parents ask children, unlike parents in general. More precisely, he felt like a superior to his subordinates.

"So this morning why didn't you guys have breakfast with mommy? You knew? Papa's mad at mom for your behavior! How many times should you remind me Candra, in this house the business of educating and protecting your brothers is your duty!" Say the graceful woman, while pointing her index finger in front of the child's face.

Candra was shocked. The thing is not to take breakfast alone should get a condemnation like this? He lives in his parents' house what in the military barracks anyway??

The anger and disappointment that had gathered, plus the bad mood from yesterday due to Satya's rejection, Candra finally ventured to answer her mother's words.

"Sorry ma, if caring for and educating my sisters is my responsibility, then who is responsible for me?" Hearing the words of the child, the mother felt shocked.

He did not expect the child who had been obedient and never denied his words to suddenly become brave like this.

"You!!" Ms. Diah could not continue, her breathing up and down signifying that her emotions were provoked.

"Why ma? Shocked because I can say something like this?" Challenge Candra again.

"Ma all this time I've always tried to be what you want me to be. I went to college in a major I didn't want. I'm responsible for everything my sisters do outside the house. I also have to take responsibility for their grades at school. Ma I'm still in college, still need guidance, still need attention. I also want to be myself playing with friends, doing my hobby, without being burdened with what is at home." The sentence slid smoothly from the lips of the beautiful girl .

"I miss us sharing our stories. I want to spill all the anxiety, fear, lamentation that I have always been alone ma" he said while shedding tears.

"Enough Candra!! You have dared to now speak insolent with mama huh?!! Is this what you get from the education you have been doing? Mama is disappointed with you Can, just to keep an eye on your sisters you feel objection? You never appreciate the efforts of your mom and dad who fought hard to be able to provide an abundance of material for you to enjoy. You should be grateful you can live a good life without having to worry about tuition, pocket money, which is not necessarily others can enjoy like you are today!" Ms. Diah felt unacceptable with the courage of her son who questioned her role as a parent.

During this time she and her husband felt they had given the best for their children. But what did he get from the child? He was very disappointed with his eldest son. Just to help parents to be responsible for their younger siblings, he objected? Is not as a first child he should be able to understand that the role of a parent who is not always at home, should he be able to take over his responsibilities willingly?

Not wanting to hear her son's objection again, Ms. Diah left the child who was still sitting with her head lowered, into her room. He felt that his holiday that he had hoped for as a day to rest turned into a bad day for him.