Appreciate Me

Appreciate Me
17


Today the end-of-school exams will be over, Farisa goes to school cheerfully.


to fill the time while waiting for the graduation announcement, today he plans to find a part-time job to increase his income so he can use it to continue his life.


actually he wanted to go to college but given his condition like this, where he did not have the money he chose to resign to the situation and did not dare to hope more.


he will take advantage of this time to start collecting rupiah so that later he can go to college like his imagination.


after school he began to go to cafes and malls around his residence.although there was no diploma he dared to ask for a job to those who have business.he signed up as a waitress, he signed up as a waitress, salespeople or what is needed by the entrepreneur.


a stand in the mall he came to


Good day, mas.?


can I meet with a supervisor or someone with a business? ask farisa


oh yes mbak, for a moment, replied one of the booth employees.


what's wrong, mbak?


is there a job for me?


don't know mbak..? don't ask me a minute, Mbak!


yes mas..


then the employee walks in and comes back out within minutes


there is mbak...


please meet yourself who has mbak


yes yes, mas...


farisa entered the management room at the mall


after knocking on the door, and welcome in


good day sir.


any money I need to help you with?


ask a middle-aged man who is a staff member of the labor stand


gini sir.farisa explained what he needed. ..in detail. to the man


sorry about brother..


we need energy that has been graduated, so the sister can come again if the sister has a diploma and this job vacancy has not been filled.


but if someone has filled it later, we have to refuse it.


now you just have to wait for the diploma to come out or look for other places that want to receive energy as you explained earlier.


farisa left the office disappointed.


patience.sabar farisa do not despair looking for another ..


repeatedly he went in and out of the stand he wanted but no one received it.


then he got out of the mall.


crutches.kruk..the stomach sounds...


farisa stared at the clock on her phone


apparently already at 14.30. so his spirit he forgot not to fill his stomach.had from earlier he should have filled his stomach.


he stared at the outskirts of the mall many sellers present a simple menu that is friendly in his pocket.


he approached one of the five-foot stalls selling simple drinks and siomay.


one cup of iced tea and one serving of ya.bu.


yes mbak ..wait yes...


ma'am, don't be spicy siomaynya ya...


the seller's mother nods her head in a sign of understanding on Farisa's taste.


this is the order...


yes ma'am...


farisa ate voraciously due to hunger.then farisa continued to the store near the mall.


Farisa returned to the boarding house because time was almost magrib with fatigue in her body.


until boarding he rushed to the bathroom to clean clean to fresh.


exhausted he lay in his simple bed and slept until morning.


in the middle of his deep sleep, he dreams of meeting his mother


faris.


patience, son....


mama...


I'm kangen ma...


yes son.ini mama.mama also miss you faris.


faris wants to be with her mom .....


don't kid.you're just here.


pursue your ideals, son....


god willing will be achieved...


but ma....


then her mother stepped away


ma..mama.wait ma...


wait.., faris follow mama aja ...


then Farisa cried as she kept calling her mother


cring..kring .


hp alarm ringing


farisa flinched in shock and woke up.


he felt his cheeks were still wet apparently he just dreamt of crying, he remembered his mother and back he remembered the dream with his mother.


yes ma.I will be patient and try my best so that my mind is granted ma...


and I will continue to pray for my mom and dad and my mom...


may all be given the best, the best reward, and forgiveness from the almighty.


farisa looked at the clock on the phone.


already at 03.00 am. he rushed ablution for evening prayers followed by dawn prayers. then prepared his needs this morning.


incidentally today is Sunday, Farisa today plans to relax her body she wants to rest at home just this day.


the next morning after school, Farisa returned to find a job as she wanted.


this time Farisa brought her lunch, so she was not late to eat fan not starving like that time.


while walking on the sidewalk, he was called by someone.


faris.farisa.


you're faris right?.faris yono's son, right?


mother was convincing


yes ma'am.satak.


you recognize mom son?


faris nodded her head


mother siti, right..? answer to faris


the capital of this city was once a distant neighbor of sewah faris.he was a housemaid in the city.


faris I'll tell you son..


what's the matter, ma'am...?


your father's.


did you come home mom?


yes, after your mother died exactly three years later, out of Eid...


shortly after that your father fell ill, he had nothing to take care of.he was sick only three days later your father died...


falling tears on the cheek of farisa.


although Yono is insane and has killed his mother, yono is still his father.


didn't any of your brothers in the village tell you son?


faris replied by shaking her head


he could not make a sound to answer the question.His chest felt tight...


patience with faris.hibur bu siti..


oh yes son ..already yes.this mom hastily want to shop.we reconnect when we meet again yes son.mom go first...


farisa's limp, feeling no energy...


he sat himself under a tree around the sidewalk with his eyes still flowing.


he did not care that many eyes were looking at him, as if all who turned were asking him


what's up....? why the...? why are you crying alone in there...?


farisa only knows to cry.until it does not feel the time has dusk and almost dark.then he realized.


today he again got nil for his job search.he actually got sad news about his father.he regretted not being able to care for his father at the end of his father's life.


patience ..faris, the storm must have passed.There will be a rainbow after the rain faris..