Dawn on
the western horizon , broke through the gaps that many rooms have no window curtains , as if
forcing me to move from the pleasures of the world which rarely can be enjoyed
at this time . Because of the rigors of the
capital were also forced me to always enterprising and faster than
others . Need a struggle for me just
to open my eyes . It seemed that I
just really want to laze around . Just me with all the beautiful dreams
that I could easily hugged without any hard work to do . But , what can i do ? the capital worse than the
stepmother, that's what people always say to scare villager that always
come from villages to cities. Who
quickly he can and for you guys who just lazy, you will never get a bite of rice, even a dime of money. Though I'm sure that they are who talking like it's not
necessarily those who actually have a stepmother.
I took
the towel and started to move directly to pamper myself under the water
shower . It was only when the water dash my face , the eyes are open
to the whole. Reflecting on the mirror in the
bathroom , see how shabby and dully myself in the mirror . only mirror is the most
honest thing in the world , at any time until the end mirror will never lie . There are only honesty in the mirror and the thing in front
of the mirror , that the mirror will be reflected . beside i have thought there will be a mirror at least
a mirror that makes me look better when I see myself in the
mirror .
The
clock show 07.00 am , the sign that I should go immediately. I grab my bag that i
already prepared on the mattress . Not to forget I also included
a pack of bread either since when lying on the table . No breakfast like
ordinary people . because I am too busy to prepare
everything by myself . So the instant case has always been the primary
choice for me . I immediately drove my
favorite motorcycle , the motorcycle I was already somewhat obsolete , but ,
trust me only this bike that so loyal to me in a variety of situations and
conditions .
I drove motor with speed
according to my standards , but not for others . With great confidence, moreover by the
face that i have washed repeatedly in order to look a little better ,
then show the world the most beautiful faces by a little garnished with
a smile at the end of the lip .
" I'm ready .. I'm ready ..
I'm ready ... I'm ready to face the World today ... " i screamed alone .
so "burn" to conquer
the capital , too excited for me . I'm not usually a "fire" like this , because
only special thing that can change my mood . Hear the voice of my
mother who was in the village or chatting with people that I like, another
sample .
Today, the parking area near store where I work
is not as busy as usual. no motors are neatly
lined blocking the trees, the sound of a car horn or even a handyman who
normally park was yelling at the riders , the day was just quiet . Too
quiet to the atmosphere in the capital city, during the day and for that I have
free time for the sake of simply reading a textbook that is always on top of
cabinets a plate.
As a college student , for me learn is
the main task . But , not with myself . I
learned that only a distraction when I'm bored with my work pile that is
endless . Piles of washing dishes , customer
orders , and when the visitors did not make me too busy with their
requests , luckily my boss would be kind enough , sometimes he did not
hesitate to serve the visitors like a servant like me.
The sun
in the sky is being increasingly slip, when the moon began rising to the
surface , as if the moon wanted to exchange the position with the sun . As usual , I will
have to grapple again with the other workers , the streets jammed, overtaking
in order faster to be at the destination.
Arriving
home , my eyes got sleepy then forced me to lie down and close my eyes
immediately. another side I realized that my
task would not be completed by himself without me to finish it . Polemic
that must be faced every day , by no -one that i can trust for help me .
Without realizing there are some
missed calls are listed in the phone . There was no name , just a number that I 've never
seen before . with a heavy heart , I tried to
call back the number , it took some time to be able to connect the connection .
At first I did not want to bother , but curiosity is
greater than drowsiness . Finally , I heard a quiet voice at the end of the
phone number that was i call . The sound of weeping middle-aged woman
who was a familiar, even very familiar in the ears .
The sound
that comes from the people I love , people who had been long time not talked to
me , who is always i missed her presence .
" mom .. mom ..... ? "
Ask me .
" this is you, right? ...
" trying to convince
" Why mom ? "
" Why mothers cry ? "
" ................. "
It has been about 15 minutes we sit
idly by and for the mother also did not speak a
word. There are only a cry alone . Sometimes too stertorous until make me
wants to met her as soon as possible.
"yes, this is me... " the voice whispered .
" I’m not strong ... "
" i
wanted to go ... "
Then he
hung up the phone immediately . Suddenly my legs
trembling , my hands cold , wet sweat began to trickle in conjunction with the
tears began to fall . which any heart of children where no screaming to hear their
parents wince , plus the distance it's to far, only can imagine how hurt she at
this time , in addition the distance to far, and i just can imagine how hurt
she is, then figuring out how to be able to create an
atmosphere getting worst, without being able to see her in person, only to listen
her cries and complaints. Even then, only a few
words, without know what really happened.
It took me a long time to decide
what to do , either too sick , stupid or too confused . Until finally I ran towards the cupboard , i get in some clothes and my bike
accelerates quickly towards the terminal , a bus stop that would take me home
to my mother. Unconsciously the moon still hanging at the sky .
i can not wait to get there soon
, when I was riding the bus that was not yet come
. Still too
early for the travelers can go to village by a bus . Approximately 6
a.m of my time to wait for the bus yet plus hour journey to get there and also
jams that sometimes makes me so incensed.
When getting off the bus , my legs
trembling again , there is a drop of water fell from my eyes , cold hands again
, perhaps as cold as ice coming out of the refrigerator. when in front
of the door of my mother's house . i knock the door, but no one answer my call. I tried finding out , is there anyone in the house .
"Mom ... I'm home ... "
" Mom. .. Mom where are you
? "
"Mom .... I'm home .. Mother
your daugther had come home ... "
I'm trying to call people in the house
, but there was no answer at all , from start knocking on the door to peek
through the cracks of the windows are slightly open , but to no avail at all . It looks like the people was gone.
I continued
my journey to my grandmother home which place not far from my mother's house
. i Wished there were greet or at least give a little
explanation of what really happened here . However , let a welcome .
There are only a leaf fluttering in the grandmother's home yard .
This time
I did not bother to knock first peek through the window , because the door is
already open either since when . By questioning
, I went into the house . Very quiet until I could hear the sigh of my own .
As I
rounded the grandmother's house , I accidentally passed through her room and
seeing as there is fabric lined neatly inside . With
a bit of trepidation that I entered into the room , and immediately fell and
stunned . No screams , no cries . only silence and a sense of shock is
shockingly . Why not, I see the body of my mother in front of me , while others cry
around him .
My mother
that was call me overnight , currently lying dead in front of me . I approached her , I touch it , and looked at his face , as
if not believing that she is there in front of me is people who are eager to meet
me once . I called his name with my shortness
, hope she'll answers me , at least her eyes opened a
little bit . however , it was all of no effect . My mother is still silent
.
With
contrite I fall to the floor , while continuing to kneel in front of my mother
, i cried but cries doesn't meaning anymore . I
lost all my hope , lost all my life ,
like my body
will also buried beside the grave of my mother .
I was
very weak until the blinding light of my eyes , making me unable to open my
eyes , but I forced myself opened my eyes , with all the strength left I rose
from my position and began to open my eyes . It turns out that the light coming from
the window cracks are not curtained room and only realized that everything I 'd
been natural , just my flower bed .
Because of
that dream, I took my phone then called my mom to asked her conditions. I promise to my self that I must get success in the
future. I’ll take my mom to live with me, to
spend the rest her live near me. like I don’t wants to regret in the future
days just because I separation with my mom.
NOTE :
PURPLE : FUTURE TENSES
RED : PAST TENSES
BLUE : PRESENT TENSES
