This Sunday morning, my mother and I took my father to his regular doctor. O Allah, it is sad to see that you have to swallow such a large and large amount of medicine all the time. And daddy still strengthens himself to drive his favorite old car.
"Dad, how much money do you still have?"
"Not many Mom, only a few more sheets.""Yes, be patient Dad. I hope there is a provision of Allah from the others.""Yes Mom.""Sin, let's just go to the supermarket, we can't take a walk yet. We'll buy bread and fruit for Daddy.""Yes, actually Daddy wants to take Sintia to the beach. It's definitely fun, sometime right Sin?""Yes Mom, yes Dad. Anytime if daddy is healthy."Honestly, after knowing my father's condition was quite severe, I was very afraid to ask for anything. Sometimes mom often offers me food, toys or clothes every shopping time, but if they don't insist on buying it, I won't ask for it. Poor mom and dad, you definitely have to spend a lot of money for treatment. And the annoyance of many families, both from the mother's side or the poor's side, is still troublesome and lives with them, really there is no pity.
In the afternoon at my house.
Kring .... kring .... kring ...."Yes, hello ... oh Catur, wait a minute, Mom, first call Sintia."Hearing the call for me, I hurriedly picked it up.
"Hello Catur, what's wrong?"
"Yes, Sin, I want to invite you, tomorrow, let's watch the Black Metal and Underground concerts, right? Miftah is performing.""I see, where? What time is it about?""At the sports hall, 10:00 am approx.""Ok, I will let my mother and father first, yes, if allowed, tomorrow morning I will call, we make an appointment at the usual place ok.""Yes, I hope that's okay, I want us to watch it together."Ouch, will this permit or not, try telling me first. I also approached my mother who was busy cutting flowers in front of my porch.
"Mom, can I play tomorrow?"
"I keep playing, I have lessons every day, have you danced aren't you tired, Sin?""Wait a minute, Mom, I want to see Erki and my friends just performing.""What stage?""Boy band Mom, normal.""Ouch, tell Daddy you are there, what are you doing."I also approached my father who was busy lying down while listening Golden Memory music on VCD.
"Daddy, tomorrow Sintia wants to see friends who play in the band usually support each other."
"What band, Sin, where?""Yes, Daddy is playing the usual band, just close to the sports hall, I promise you it won't be long.""Who are you going there with?""There is Catur, Erki, Sinta, Wulan, yes, Dad.""What time are you leaving?""Want to walk at 10:00 am, so you can?""Yes, go home not later than 3:00 p.m. and don't mess around.""Ok, Daddy. Wow, I'm glad I finally got Daddy's permission."I took Mick and started singing together. My daddy's favorite songs are like Love Duet, Denpasar Mon, Mother How Are You Today, Let It Be, Love Is Blue. Yes, old school romantic songs.Mom and dad often spent their time listening to music during the day, while at dawn and at night daddy always reading the newspaper. Daddy is for me an ideal man, I hope someday I will have a husband who has the same character as dad.
Sunday morning.
I also called Catur first. I'll make an appointment at the usual place, at a telephone booth near the terminal. 10:00 am sharp, and we simultaneously wore black t-shirts and white pants. So it feels like the twins and the rocker run out. Besides wearing shoes, I also dress a little differently, I ponytail my hair up, use moisturizer, hand body, perfume and baby powder. Oops, one who can't miss wearing black eye blemishes, so I rock out."Hi Catur, have long been waiting for me?"
"No, at least the car will arrive in five minutes.""Come on, shall we go? Or wait for them?""Maybe they are already there, all of them want to bring the band instruments that are needed, right?""Okay, let's go."Since the gym was not too far from the terminal, we chose to walk along the sidewalk. When they got there, the atmosphere was getting crowded, we couldn't find where they were sitting. It's just that by chance we met Wulan and Sinta. Never mind, we decided to sit in the available seats, because the concert together with the Black Metal band had a slightly horror atmosphere, to be honest I was really scared. Many participants brought strange costumes and tools, such as dressing up as ghosts, undead, bringing pigeons, snakes. Ouch a little make me shiver with fear. And what is certain is when they start performing, screams and screams make my heart pounding fast.
The clock showed 12.00 noon, they also took a break, we deliberately waited, and it was true that Erki and Miftah approached us who were sitting. Levis pants that are slightly torn, black t-shirt that is rock out, hair tied by a bandana. Ehmmm a little makes me overlook. And at 13.30 they performed. I saw that they were very excited, and their performance was quite entertaining. Honestly, actually I don't understand and really like loud music like this. But everything can be said to be cool. Is it because he's my girlfriend on a gig? Again all reasons come back to the heart.
The clock was 15.00 according to the agreement me and daddy, I had to go home immediately. Miftah looked sad, she still wanted me to accompany her, but how else, maybe tomorrow or the day after she can come to my house. In order to meet and just chat a little longer.
Afternoon at home.
I was resting and playing in the family room, I heard my father's voice from the room, he was sick and relapsed, it appeared that my mother took a basin to collect the vomit from my daddy.O Allah, blood came out a lot from my daddy's mouth, and we had to rush daddy to the nearest hospital immediately. Mom ran to the nearest neighbor, to ask for help so that I could drive the car and take my daddy to the hospital, while me, to the best of my ability, prepared the equipment that daddy needed. At this rate, the atmosphere of my house becomes a sudden emergency.
This afternoon, we immediately rushed my father who was suddenly sick to the hospital, and then got a quick medical treatment, my father's blood pressure dropped drastically, and needed several blood bags. I helped Mom to look after Dad in the treatment room, while Mom ran back and forth along the hospital corridor, from the pharmacy, administration room, blood bank room to the hospital and even the nearest red cross in my city to look for blood for my daddy.
Daddy was a strong, patient and courageous person. In feeling the pain he never complained, pain was a test, a remover of daddy's past sins. And always say the words of prayer from his mouth the names of Allah when the pain is felt.
I had to spend the night in the hospital, because no one was there to accompany me. Uncle and aunt are back at the shrimp farm, maybe they will come tomorrow.
Catur, Maria or Siti who will accompany me to sleep at home. Those who always make time, even heart for me. Friends in times of joy and sorrow. There's a lot of it when friends play during the day, but it's rare for their parents to stay overnight.
This morning, at 06.00 I called my best friend's house. Inevitably I have to be able, even he often only brings school equipment to accompany me at times like this.
"Catur, for the last few nights I went to school from my house, yes, my father used to be hospitalized again last night."
"Oh Allah, yes I have said goodbye to you first. Maybe Tri will also accompany us later if they are allowed by them.""Yes, thank you, Catur beforehand."Part 1 (Story of the Past) My birthday My name is Sintia, I was born in Bandung on September 23, 1985, in a village midwife, a friend of my mother. I was born to a mother named Eni Suryani and a father named Wito. For them being born is a gift, but for me it is the beginning of my departure, yes I will be adopted. None other than the one who will adopt me is the brother of my own biological father, who has no children due to illness and desperately wants children in his household. It started when my biological mother, who was pregnant with me for three months, was confused about the fact that she would have another child, while she already had four small children. Finally, they intend to help their sister to have children, heirs and friends when they are old. Yes, it is possible that the decisions they took have been discussed and become the right way out. "Wito, where is En, are you still at the office?" "Yes, Sofie, Wito is back at the office, maybe just for a while, right, it's
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