25 Years of Father
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The time I was waiting for has finally arrived. Angga came with me and also the baby that had been born from my womb. A handsome baby who looks wriggling in my sling. My eyes drip when Angga hugs me. I have absolutely no power to hold back my grief this time. In front of me the name Father is beautifully engraved with the handwork of people.

“Dad is happy. Don't cry in front of me. Grandchild I want you to see, Anggia.” I can't say anything. Only my head nodded.

Angga's right, Dad was happy to see me coming with my husband and son.

“Please carry King briefly.” peekaku. Soon after, I moved forward to embrace Dad's headstone.

I spilled all my sadness this time and my longing for Dad. Now I've really become a mother like you've been waiting for her whole life.

“Dad! I already have a child. I've given Father a grandson. Can you see us? I miss Dad. Please tell me if this is a dream, Dad. Please come back to us.” As long as I said I kept screaming.

Nine months into my pregnancy, long enough for me to not be able to visit Dad's grave. And now I'm coming with my son. My son and husband too.

I swear to whatever this is a moment that never crossed my mind all this time. I used to think when I was a kid who became my husband. Because Dad's so hard to let me be close to a guy friend.

Now my little family came to see Dad to let go of the longing. A longing that can only be filled with prayer, staring at the name on the headstone and releasing the longing by praying to meet in the dream.

“Anggia, Angga, here King let same Mamah.” Angga and I turned to see the arrival of Mamah, my sister Ica and my three brothers.

Never could have imagined if we would have gathered at Father's final resting place.

I shed tears non-stop. I hug Mamah who also shed tears looking at my sleeping son alternately staring at Father's grave.

“Daddy is calm. Therefore, we must still love each other even though your father is gone. Don't make him sad.” Mamah spoke while closing her eyes holding tightness in her chest.

“Iya, Mom. We will love you like you still are. We are all families that God encounters in unusual ways. We have to stay in harmony so that Dad smiles calmly seeing us like this.” The words from Brother number one made me very sad.

A really great father has a very wise son. Here the state of Ica that was so small made us all promise with Mamah to direct our little sister to be a successful child like Dad wanted before leaving.

I want my children to be useful to someone who is in trouble and needs help.

“God, thank you for bringing these two families together in different ways. But, we remain grateful in whatever way it is. Because you have brought us together with a man who has such an airy heart.” My prayer on the way home left Dad's tomb looking beautiful with a sprinkling of flowers.

Several bouquets of flowers were seen lined up above Father's tomb. We all love Dad with his firm and tough attitude.

Dad, I love you. I miss you. There were many words I could not say to Dad for twenty-five years with Dad. Forgive your son for putting so much pain in your heart. But, to be honest, I really want to be able to say love to you often. Wanted to hug and laugh with Dad who I can't anymore. Dad's gone without a chance I have the courage close to Dad.

It is not distance and time that have kept us far away for these twenty-five years. But, our equally harsh attitude makes us very distant and rigid. Now the regret I feel will certainly not be able to change anything but pray we will meet again in the next life.

Thank you Dad for all the upbringing you gave me. For the great love you gave to all of us. Without getting bored I want to always say I miss you, Dad. I want to be a little boy who's so scared of you. When it hurts I'm so spoiled, Dad. If time could be repeated. However, at this time I have grown into a father's son who has the status of a wife. Where I belong to my husband.

Calm down in heaven for my father. Your noble kindness helps so many difficult people I'm sure will make your way easy in nature. We will take care of Mom for Dad. Our sister will love us like a father who is so dear to Ica.

Finishes.

Thank you for the support of many readers. The novel is based on a true story in which the author writes to earn special money to help Dad's grave. Sorry if there is a lot of lack. The author writes this is not easy with the sadness that is still attached clearly every time you imagine events after events with Dad. Again the author says many thanks. ⁇