Kamis, 22 September 2011

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AMSTERDAM UNDER THE SKY


I stayed here for a long time. The room was gradually deserted. Just as dreamy. Continued pensive. My vision was far ahead, through the frosted glass window, through the pine-fir stands remain strong despite the snow-covered, through a row of typical buildings of Europe and skyscraper buildings, well and kept away. Well! I'm in gray, like the sky this afternoon. And ice crystals continue to fall without mercy cover the land, forming a white rug is like a large extend without end."I will be at the home tomorrow, Heroine." Lantang.I snapped up instantly. It sounds like a big wave hit the reef imajiku. Fall apart."Hellena, here come the moment ...!"While continuing to go he replied: "Sorry, I am so busy. Bye! "Disappeared behind the door. For a moment I froze. I look around, the class was quiet. I live alone.I will be at the home, I remember she said. Suddenly my mind floated away into the house. I miss everything there.


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Heroine, is the name given to me mother. My dad just agreed. Perhaps, I hope the brave and mighty like a woman in the story. Fact that happened, I was skinny and shy woman.Father a teacher in junior high school. Her days are filled with serving the country for the sake of the nation. For us, he is the profile of a good father. In addition to busy with work, home duties tanggapun head never dilalaikannya. For example, in educating and attention to our children."Be a bias Solehah proud parents." So he often told me, her first child.Until adulthood, after which the genapnya I was fourteen years is still evident in the fond memory of my brain. In fact, I put them firmly in the hearts. So anyway, in any case I still do my best for them. There was no reason for me to disappoint him, let alone hurt him.But we never would have thought, as soon as it's fate forced us to live without it. At the age of 42, without the advent of disease and distress, a sudden death came to him. He is out of our lives, forever, leaving his wife and three children. Several witnesses saw the mother weeping fathers side of the body, like a child loses a toy, as if not give that up. Almighty God member ordeal seems to us.My dad is like a captain who died, leaving its members, Emakku as she should be ready to be head of the family. Would not want a heavy duty head of household was taken over Mother. He was once just a housewife, now a greengrocer around the village and opened a small shop. For the sake of her children, working a full day, wake up at three in the morning until the evening does not matter. Like the word, by our blood and tears he gave up. That's the mother. No wonder I'm proud of him.

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My days waiting for arrived. Second time seemed like a fast moving aircraft. Diusiaku which almost went unnoticed even sixteen have graduated from high school.Mother of four months commencing late father left behind. He looked thin and old. In face-popping goretan goretan signs of aging. And the long hair had grown gray hair. I do not have the heart to imagine the mother should continue to work hard to support us, fund our schools. Simply tired of taking care of our mother as a child, just do not work hard to keep fatigue at this late. So, on one occasion I spoke to him:"Mak, Sri want to work. It's time. Mak break it if necessary ... "He smiled at me, whatever that means."No need. School you are diligent, if necessary to graduate. Mak is still strong. Still able to ... "And he said calmly. Smiled at me.My mother, brave woman indeed. I'm very proud. But, honestly, I still have not the heart. Really. So I insisted, on the pretext of ""... Heroine only a woman, and she eventually became his wife, ... serve a husband at home ..."Listen to me mother's face suddenly turned red. Very red. But the silence as he looked at me sharply. Apparently there is nothing wrong with what I said. And I'm afraid. Afraid of being scolded. A few seconds later he say softly, weight:"Heroine, do not you realize?! Look good mother! "Pause. Her eyes filled with tears."Maybe someday, after you're married, then you left your husband because of divorce or death ... then you become head of the family to your children, feed them ... the bias ..."I froze like a Malin Kundang subject to the curse of his mother."That is why the mother wants you as high school, so you are biased ... not live to work hard like a mother ..." he continued.His mother saw her cheeks wet, covered in tears, as my cheek. I woke up. Everything unfolds jelas.emakku quiet, always smiling for me, who just graduated from elementary school, were more knowledgeable than me.I quickly warm the body with folded arms. I squeezed her blouse shirt. Suddenly the peace spread throughout my body.

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Far. Far away from the land of my birth. I miss it here, most people I love and I are proud to have lived with me. His mother, two years away from you, never look at your smile, like two centuries. I miss all. As the rainy season on dry fields. Under gray skies of Amsterdam wanted to write my letter to him, hoping rinduku remedied.Assalamu alaikum Wr.Wb.How is your mother and younger siblings at home? Well hopefully free from debt and always in protection. Likewise Heroine here.His mother certainly happy and smiling while reading this letter. Likewise Sri while writing this letter. Heroine longs once, wanted to hold and behold the face of His mother and younger siblings. Hopefully, God quickly grant it. And we are biased together again.His mother! Thanks to the prayer of Mother Heroine half of this time scored the highest on campus. Heroine and will continue to strive, study hard in order to continue to excel. Sri mother will not disappoint.Oh, yes! What about younger siblings? Please tell them that diligently studied in order to bias the scholarship to foreign countries like Sri kak!Last. Maintain a healthy mother and younger siblings. Do not worry Heroine here, just fine. And may God always quick to grant our prayers.Wassalamu alaikum Wr.Wb.Saltu continue to fall from the sky. Deserted classroom. I look at the clock. 3 pm. Rush to clean up my belongings into a bag. And then immediately left the class.

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