When the Heart Speaks
chapter 14 the first week night

Today there is no activity, I just roll in the room locked myself, once out to help with mama's homework, eat and go to the bathroom, and,,this I may no longer be able to enjoy later if I'm already working, though,,

people say, work will keep us busy and lack of time.

I looked around my room, and then my eyes fell on my desk.My eyes were moved to clean up the table full of books scattered.

I stepped up, then sat down crouching against the table in front of me, opened the drawer, and began to take out everything inside.

"It looks like I need cardboard boxes for these books,,"

said I speak for myself.

I rushed out, then looked for a cardboard box behind my house, where my mother used to collect used cardboard boxes.I started to choose - choose the right size, after finding the size I wanted,, I started,,I rushed back to my room.

I started to choose books that I still wanted to keep and books that I had to throw away.

After all was done, I stood observing my work, the table looked neat, the drawer seemed empty while the cardboard in front of it was full of used textbooks,,, and,,while the printed books I collect to give to the needy.

"Hemm, just yesterday I was struggling with these books,,"

my bathin.

I sat looking at my table..

then rushed out, approaching the mother who was busy with her recipe book.

"Well, which newspaper is today?"

my tokyoo..

"That's under the table.."

Mama answered while pointing at the table in front of her, with her eyes still fixed on the book being read.

"Make what Din, Tumben read the newspaper" continued mama.

"Hehheheh, look for job vacancies ma"

reply me while opening the page on the newspaper I am currently holding.

"seriously???"

Mama stopped her activities and approached me, looking at me in disbelief.

"Yes donk.hhehe, will you graduate"

answer me..

"Can't take my degree yet"

said mama again.

"Can use a certificate to pass MA as a temporary diploma"

answer me.

Mama just nodded.

There are some columns that I marked with markers, like there are a lot of vacancies there, but all of them are on the condition of S1, Diploma, while I am just a High School graduate, but I am,it must be heartened to accept that only small companies are willing to accept it as just a Spg mall.

But it doesn't discourage me, count on experience.

I got up from the floor and folded back the newspaper I just used looking for vacancies.

I turned to look at my mother, who had been silent for a few minutes from the conversation with me.

"ehmm.apparently mama fell asleep in the chair,,

it's worth it, anyway,,"

I said slowly.

I approached mama, though,,

I looked at the look on his face, without me knowing.The wrinkles after wrinkles have been clearly seen, I looked closer, my hair has been there are some strands of white,,, and,,I grabbed the book that was still in her arms clutched in her chest,,

again I saw the sagging skin on the back of my hand.

Suddenly there was a fear of slipping in the heart..

Mama's getting old, while I'm just graduating high school,,all happened because I was present at the age of those who were not quite young at that time.I was born when mama almost entered the age of 40 years.I was afraid I could not make her happy in old age,,

I tried to calculate my mother's age..

mommy's age this year is 56 years, not young anymore.while papa, she is 64 years old.They should not work anymore, they should already enjoy their old age, they should have enjoyed their old age,,

really, I'm afraid, they leave when I haven't been able to repay them.

Tears suddenly dripped from both of my eyes..

I stood up and ran to my room to hide my cries.

Drrr....Drrr..

my phone vibrates, I grab it.

Ari called me,,

🧑hello,,assalamualaikum.

👩walaikum greetings, I replied still with a sobs voice.

🧑Din,,, are you crying??

wh why??what was??

👩eh..got what ri, just eat pesesesan..

🧑don't lie dear..I know, what's the story?

👩not really papa ri..

🧑aku to home yes...

👩ya already, ntar malem yes, I also have something to say, I also want to talk about,

🧑oke darling..

👩ya already, I have another job.

🧑oh, he's already dead.

I hung up on her.

The sound of the motor is heard,,

looks like papa's coming home, I said..

"Din, right,,"

papa who turned out to have entered the house first, I saw that my mother had woken up from her seat earlier.

"do you feel like you're crying out Din??"

asked the father who watched my face.who followed my mother also approached me.

"Eh..ok kok pa,,hehehe.tadi beresin debuan room, trus kelilipan deh"

I said lying while smiling as sweetly as possible in front of my parents.

"ohh ..."

Papa immediately passed into the room, shortly then came out with a towel draped on his shoulder towards the bathroom.

while mama, in the kitchen, was making a cup of coffee for papa,,

I turned on the TV, and sat watching by myself.

I suddenly remembered, that Ari would come tonight, for the first time.

I met my mom in the kitchen who looked like she was frying a banana, for a snack this afternoon.

"Ma, Ari tonight wants to come, can ya ma"

"of course it can be Din, some of you have graduated from school right"

"Ehmm.thank you ma, ma,,"

I hugged my mom from behind

"Eh.uh...What's the matter with a hug?"

Papa who just came out of the bathroom, astonished to see us.

"Ehmm, here's pa. Our daughter is malem ntar wants to be in the heart of the pujaan,,"

mama said with a smile on her eyebrows towards me.

" Mama can do it"

"Cieee, who's not a schoolgirl anymore, wants a weekly night" she said"

papa teased me, just before I entered the room.

I just smiled shyly.

The end of the night arrived, after magrib, I who was still in the room, had just finished performing the magrib prayer.

I stood in front of the mirror, watching my reflection, combed my hair and tied it back, and,,

The roar of the motorcycle stopped in front of the house, and I recognized the sound of the motor.

Not long after my mother's voice was speaking,,

I just opened the door, and it was my mother who was in front of my room that shocked me.

"Eh.mama,,"

"Ehmmm.tuch Ari has come.."

i'm nodding.

Ari was seen chatting together as papa in the living room, Ari seemed to no longer feel awkward with my parents.

"Well.tu dina"

my father said when he saw me coming.

"Ehmm..pak, really, Ari want permission, just take Dina out for a while?"

An Ari's question to papa just now sontak make me wide-eyed, kaget not kepalang .

I looked at Papa, waiting for his answer.

"Oh.by kok, but not the nights home yes..."

answer papa.

Which of course makes Ari's eyes twinkle, then followed by a big smile.

Papa left us,,

I who was still standing just stared at Ari who was staring at me smiling.

"don't you say it was with me???"

said me,

ari just smiled again.

I turned around, but soon Ari grabbed my wrist, and,,

"Where are you going??"ask her

"Yes, I want to change clothes.cook gini nightgown, tengsin donk.." I replied.

"oh.and beautiful yes,,"

goda ari's.

"huuu, I don't want to"

I said I'd go in the room soon.

After her in the room..

I immediately opened the closet, picked a shirt and immediately put it on.

Long-sleeved t-shirts, and long jeans, not forgetting sneakers, and a small backpack.

After being tidy, I met my mom and dad who were watching tv, and,,

" W.pa..Dina let's go out first.."

"Hearts, son.don't macem-macem"mama's message.

I nodded, Mom and Dad took me out, and,,

watching us come out, let's stand up and say goodbye to my parents..

we also drove..

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