Enough
Chapter 6's

The next day Tari had returned to his apartment, because he still got a mourning permit for one week, so he filled his free time by tidying up his apartment.

He made old shoes that he did not wear, some of the shoes that are still worth wearing he cleaned from the dust that sticks then he put in the box to give to people in need, while the shoes that have been worn, and then he put in a box to give to people in need, he put it in a big black plastic bag to throw it away.

Dance's phone rang while she was putting the shoes she had cleaned into the box. He reached into his pocket and saw the incoming call from his mother. The thudding dance controls his voice to sound like he is crying, then he raises a call from his mother. "Hello Bund."

Five seconds of silence, then "Hello Nak."

"Are you still sad?" tanya Dance.

Surinala sighed dramatically. "Little." The answer. "All of our extended families have returned to their respective homes, this will be the first night of the mother without....."

"Mother will be fine" said Tari with confidence, he always strengthened his mother so as not to dissolve in sadness.

Surinala was silent again, but this time longer, only about two minutes he said again. "Dance, you don't have to be ashamed of what happened yesterday."

Dancing dumbfounded at the words of his mother, he was not ashamed at all. "Bund, everyone was at a loss for words because they were nervous about dealing with so many people, so was I. I was so sad and nervous that I was at a loss for words. I'm sorry bund."

Of course Tari lied, he was not at a loss for words, he did not have a good memory with his father, he did not have a good memory, and he also felt the achievement of success achieved by his father did not make him happy at all, just adding to the burden of his father's demands.

"It's okay, baby, yes you've gone to the insurance office first yes. I'll call you back later."

"Yes bun, I love you." Dance ended the conversation and then she turned off her phone and put it back in her pocket.

Dari again grabbed another shoe box to put in the last shoe he cleaned, he opened the lid of the box and saw there were several letters, and a diary he wrote as a teenager, where Tari intertwines her first love with Ranu Like Samudra a senen market thug. Everything he put in the book.

Actually, he had once vowed to no longer open the book, but because his father had just died, he felt the need to remember his teenage years. As the dance moved from her seat, she walked towards the living room and laid her body on the sofa as she began to read the middle page of the book.

Dear diary,

After two weeks of always passing each other when I came home from school, with the mysterious brown-eyed man, my curiosity was growing, so that the day I decided to follow him quietly, secretly, I followed him from behind through a slum and narrow alley just behind my house, where I came to a halt when the man walked into an empty house that seemed to have no electricity and no running water. Could he be facing a challenge?

Dance back to the next page.

Dear diary,

The more days I get, the more I can't stop thinking about that mysterious man. I always wondered how he could live in a house with no electricity and no clean water? Does he have no food either? Thinking those questions were driving me almost crazy, I decided to return to the empty house occupied by the mysterious man, bringing food in the kitchen.

I put the food I brought on the back porch in front of the door. I wasn't sure if the mysterious man knew I was coming, so I just knocked hard on the door, and then I ran back to my house.

Shortly before Tari opened the next page, she smiled remembering everything she had read in her diary.

Dear diary,

This afternoon after school I came back to see him, he and I both stopped and looked at each other for a few minutes, until he finally came up to me and said "Thank you"

I swear it feels awkward to hear his voice that makes goosebumps, so I can't reply to the word 'sama-sama'. We sat there, but I quickly sat down. I hate it because I can never be confident when dealing with a man.

I hesitantly shook his hand. "Dance" yes I can finally talk to the man.

Ranu opened his backpack and gave me a lunchbox that I used to feed him a few days ago. "It's so good, did you cook it?"

I shook my head, because in fact Bik Nunung cooked it. "There's plenty in my house, do you want more?"

Ranu nodded, me and he walked together towards the house. On the way, I ventured to ask her "Why don't you stay at your parents' house?"

"They don't want me to live there."

I gulped while thinking how could a parent throw his child out of his house? I paused asking further about Ranu's personal matters, after all we had arrived at the front of the house.

"Do you want to take a shower at my house?" Ranu just stared at me. "I-I mean while I prepare food for you, you can wait for me while cleaning yourself up. My parents work, 18:30 they usually just get there."

Ranu accepted my offer, he's willing to take a shower at my house. As the man took a bath I hurried to pull my father's large unused backpack from the back closet, I put a lot of food from the refrigerator like fruits, canned drinks, and so on, bread and all.

Not only put food in, I slowly took and put in some pieces of clothes and pants belonging to my father. I really can't bear to see the torn clothes and pants that Ranu was wearing.

My heart was pounding so hard, because I knew I'd be in big trouble if my parents got home and found some thugs in the bathroom and I drained the fridge for him. Along Ranu in the bathroom I panicked and kept looking at the window in case my parents' car came.

Before long Ranu came out of the bathroom with his wet hair, apparently he had just shaved because he looked younger and handsome, I looked back at the window. "You better get out the back door so no one can see." I gave the backpack to Ranu.

He took the backpack and looked at me. "Thank you very much Dance, I will definitely repay all your kindness." she smiled, then stepped her feet away from my house

What a sweet smile once, again I thought how someone with a smile as beautiful as that can be expelled by his parents? Shouldn't parents love their children? No matter the child is sweet, ugly, skinny, fat, smart or stupid.

Dance just wanted to turn the next page, but her phone back to bedering. He reached into his pocket and saw his mother contact him again.

"Hello" replied Tari.

"Darling, what if you live in your apartment?" ask Surinala without making small talk.

As soon as Tari rounded her eyes, she almost shouted 'Wow' fortunately she could hold it back. "Are you sure?"

"This is just the opinion of the mother, later we talk again yes, mother want to meet first."

"Okay, bye mother. Love you." - Love you." Dance turned off her phone.

Now suddenly Tari wants to move from Jakarta, but he remembered that he would soon face his thesis. Not because he did not love his mother, but living with his mother made him independent.

Her father was convicted of heart failure two years ago, if Tara were by her side at this time, she would reveal the honesty that she was very happy with the diagnosis, because the worse the pain his father suffered, the more he could not hurt his mother, it certainly changed 100% of their relationship, the father relied entirely on mother, and Tari was relieved.

Now that her father is gone, Tari feels no need to worry about her mother anymore, she allows her mother to enjoy all her father's inheritance to have fun, while he wanted to be free to pursue his dream that had been in about his father. But now his mother wants to stay with him, which means he has to negotiate seriously with her, so that he can continue to realize his dream.