DAD'S CHOICE OF MATE
Davin's parents

The air tonight is so cool, the sky is so bright in the stars of the night, but the atmosphere is not as beautiful as the sky.

The atmosphere tonight is so quiet. I flew out of bed, the last three nights I was in a state of anxiety, my eyes were always closed, my shadow was always blocking my sleep. The hour hand shows 00.15 Wita. Unlike usual I slept alone, the mother who always hugged me throughout the night, the mother who always gave warmth along the cold, but now only a delusion.

An invisible diary, my eyes clouded with tears. I string a few words together to become a sentence as an impingement of longing.

*That I can't keep going like this, I miss my mom I can't sleep without my mom next to me. Mah I want to go home, I do not want to continue my file _file management, without college I can live, I can get money, I can study at home with mom.

Only the tears that accompanied my night were my tears stayed a little, every night I took them out, I couldn't hold them back and I just let them out so I could calm down a little. I was worried who would accompany my night when my tears had run out. Mah....................., I want to go home*.

An hour passed, my face in a wad of tears. I haven't been able to follow in the footsteps of Rifal and Reza's sister. They're my real brothers. It's not wrong if my friends at school always call me a spoiled child.

I don't want to sleep tonight, I want to go home.

I left my file here. I immediately cleaned my clothes to go home. After everything is done. Exactly at 01. 20 Wita I began to step my feet to get out, I opened the door of my room carefully because I was afraid that someone would hear me. I said goodbye to my sister through the letter I wrote and then I put it on the TV table.

I started to ring my bike as I came out of the hallway of my sister's house. I rode my bike in great anxiety, but I never got out of prayer_prayer along the way.

For about 2 hours I drove from town to my village. Finally I arrived in front of my house, I couldn't wait to hug my mother. I saw the room lamp mama miss that sign that mama was awake and maybe mama is now praying Tahajjud. I knocked on the door and called out to her, with my crying voice,

mamma.. I pulaaaa........

My shout made papa wake up from his sleep, while mama was still praying, mama was surprised by my shout so immediately stopped her prayer. Papa who came out earlier than mam, my pap face at that time seemed very angry with me.

“ pah, where's mama...? I asked her, but gave no answer to me.

I was still standing in front of my father, who was again upset by my arrival, and the shadow of my mother immediately appeared behind the curtain with her face and sheath which she had not yet let go. I immediately ran in with my crying voice and immediately hugged her..

“Mah.... I'm sorry, I can't continue with my file management, I can't get away from mam” My call to mama as I hugged her. But my mother never said a word. I felt that what I felt all along was the same as how my mother felt. I know my mom can't be far from her youngest child either.

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The atmosphere of dawn was full of crying, I had not yet let go of my embrace from mam. Mama rubbed_gutted my head slowly, while papa was back in her room. A few minutes later, my mother invited me into the room. In the room, my mother gave me a blanket that I always wear when I am at home, I was thinking why mom took this blanket from the closet when she always kept it on the bed. Mama deliberately kept the blanket in the closet because she also always cried throughout the night when she saw the things I always wear.

I lay on the bed full of happiness. Mama who just came from outside the room is not sure what she was doing for a few minutes ago. Mama kissed me and said “asal you know son, I'm like a man living a coral without you in mama's day_day, almost every day I cry when I see your clothes, this blanket I deliberately keep in the closet because this is what always provokes my tears”.

Hearing my mother's curses made me even more unable to get away from her, I cried again at dawn.

Shortly thereafter the morning adhan was buried in the mosque. Mama rose from the bed to the place of ablution, after which the mother prayed. While I had just risen to fetch the ablution water, yet I had to wait for papa to finish ablution. Papa just passed by in front of me without a word he took out of his mouth, it seems like papa is still angry with me. I took ablution water and then I prayed.

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The atmosphere in the morning was very cool, the leaves in the yard still looked wet, the dew in the morning made my yard look cool . Warm tea and coffee and cakes made by mama are ready to digest. Mama and papa were sitting in the living room, they were enjoying the hot water. While I was still in bed, I peeked at them for what they were talking about. A few minutes later the silence between them disappeared, papa opened the conversation. Before that I didn't think that papa would talk like that.

Again papa raises his desire that makes me sad, papa wants to immediately marry me to an easy Magister candidate who meanwhile took his S2 in Australia who is none other than papa's own nephew. Honestly, the family of the average papa has a high education, also including my brother graduated S2nya in Korea, but I do not understand the mind of papa who wants to match me since I finished Junior High, but I do not understand the mind of papa who wants to match me since I finished Junior High, but my eldest sister rejected it because I was still too easy and my sister also did not want to have her only sister marry someone more educated than me.

Frankly I refuse that, mama s’t respond to papa's wishes. Mama wants it after I reach my S1, but how can I reach it while I can't get away from it...

“ pah, I'm sorry because until now I'm still stubborn, I'm still spoiled. “ I opened the conversation in the middle of silence.

You and your mama make no difference, equally spoiled. Reply to the father who seems to be still upset.

This is all because of your mother who cries every day, it will have an impact on you. It is also called the inner contact between mother and child. Add papa with voice intonation that is still upset.

I want you to answer my question. Add again, once papa talk does not use space. My mom and I were silent.

Do you want to go to college or do you just get married.?

Pah, I don't want to get married fast, I want to continue my studies, even though I have to be away from my mother, I try to live independently. Reply willing.

Then what about your mom who can't be away from you.

I can go home every week to see my mom. I answered while persuading him.

Even if you can survive, only 3 days you are there, he has been crying every day for more than one week. Papa does not believe.

Mah, I could stay a week in town and then I'm back. This Mah is for my future, I don't want to continue to be a spoiled child. I want to live independently.

Mama is still silent to my persuasion, mama does not seem willing if I am not in her day_day. Mama's worry is too high, that's what makes me always remember mama because she can't get away from me either.

Many times I persuaded my mother to finally agree. Again_again I cried hearing my mother's approval as I hugged her. Papa sighed seeing my powerful attitude towards mama.

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I've been home two days. Tomorrow is the day of grief where I have to go to continue my file management that I stopped a few days ago.

Tonight I'm back to get my clothes done for me to wear while I'm there. While mom made me stock as souvenir_by for my brother, and papa s’kali not have busyness, papa just sat in front of the TV presenting new information_information about the rampant kidnapping in the city_city.

The morning had arrived after the night had passed, I was ready to leave this morning. Mama tried to hold back her tears when she saw me dressed, so did I. Looking at my eyes with glass, I pretended not to see it so that the sadness between us was not so washed away.

While I drank tea and papa drank his coffee while he invited me to talk_talk about my majors, papa also told me to be careful in driving and warned not to leave the 5 obligations at that time. Mama just sat next to me without asking me to speak, it seemed like she was swept away in grief but she held her back.

Mama saw the clockwork of the wall stuck on top of the wall of my house, and had shown at 09:00, papa told me to fix my feelings and immediately get ready. At 09:15 Wita, papa told me to leave immediately. I hugged her tightly and felt like it was so warm it made me not want to let go, but it was my decision to continue my studies.

I was still in my mom's arms with a little bit of a cry. While papa was still sitting in his chair intentionally gesturing me to immediately release that hug.

I willingly took off my mother's embrace even though she was still holding her back. I immediately said goodbye to papa, shook his hand and kissed his cheeks and asked him for my blessing for my journey, hopefully I can give my best for him and also for my beloved mother, this is the beginning of my struggle reward, pray for me always. I say hello to them.

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