Happy Birthday To Me
Happy Birthday to Me - 1

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Both of his eyes were fixed in one direction. Never thought to take his eyes off that direction even for a second. The slightly brownish clock in front of his chair appears to be ticking at 11.58 seconds.

His smile was full of happiness. He was not even able to express it with a word of the happiness he was feeling right now.

"Let's stay a little longer" he whispered expectantly.

Both of his hands clenched, his entire body felt locked with his breath that he held on purpose. He could even feel his eyes heating up because he did not blink even a little just because he did not want to miss the right beat at 12 pm.

Both eyes narrowed. The air seemed to be stuck in his throat at this moment. He couldn't even feel if his heart was beating in there. Somehow the time felt so very slow when the long hour hand had almost touched the number twelve on the row of numbers that circled around the clock.

"Jam twelve!"

DONG TING!

The girl's smile expanded making her neatly arranged teeth clearly visible. It felt like something was exploding inside her body exactly like a firework that adorned the night sky because of the happiness she felt.

"Yeeee!!!" the girl shouted and got up from the chair and circled around and danced while closing her eyes.

The round stopped. He laughed a little and then jumped happily while touching both cheeks that felt hot. I think he is too happy at the moment.

"Happy 16th birthday to Syifa!" abugn.

Yes, his name is Syifa Andriana which is more often called Syifa which today is even 16 years old. People closest to her often call her cheerful girl. This is not just a nickname but it is a fact that really happens to the figure of Syifa.

Syifa ran out of the room without using her slippers in the form of a small brown dog. He passed through the family room in the darkness of the night without the accompanying light.

His body hit the surface of a large urn that almost crashed onto the floor but, he quickly caught it. His two eyes immediately glared as he approached the jar tightly. He almost made his mother's favorite urn break.

"Okay, sorry, yeah big urn. Syifa did not accidentally almost fall," said Syifa while stroking the surface of the jar gently.

He smiled as he looked at the urn that was still in his arms.

"Jew today Syifa's birthday. The urn doesn't want to say birthday to Syifa."

Silence, there is no answer.

"It's okay if the urn does not want to say happy birthday to Syifa because today who will say the same birthday Syifa is mother."

"Syifa go first. Bye bye jars," said Syifa who then ran down the steps.

He even occasionally whirled and hopped happily as if he were dancing on a cloud studded with beautiful stars.

Syifa stopped her steps while staring at the surface of her mother's room door that seemed to be tightly closed. Syifa took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. I can't wait to receive a happy birthday from my mom.

Syifa turned the door algae and pushed the door open. The silent voice of the open door was heard in the silence of the night. Syifa moved her head looking at the atmosphere of the room that was so very quiet and dark.

It seems like her mother is not awake yet. Yes of course because tonight is still quite late. Syifa penetrated the surface of the wall to press the switch to make the room belongs to his mother to be bright.

"Momuuu!!!" syifa shouted who immediately ran towards the bed. He jumped up on the mattress making a woman jerked in shock and immediately sat on his mattress with hair that looks disheveled pillow marks.

"Yumuuuu!!! Happy birthday!!! Today is Syifa's sixteenth birthday" Syifa cried with great excitement.

Women with reddened eyes the image of a newly awakened person is clearly displayed in Syifa's view.

"Mother, Syifa's birthday is today."

"Who's the birthday?"

"Shyifa! Today is Syifa's birthday. Syifa was 16 years old. Syifa was very happy. Mommy doesn't like what if her son's birthday?"

"You've got something, deh. If you have a birthday yes but do not also wear ngaggetin mother all."

"If you can have a heart attack how do you want responsibility?" annoyed Rahmi with the look on her face that looks so very serious.

Syifa's smile slowly faded however, she quickly returned dancing the corner of her lips trying to smile.

"iya Syifa knows but today is Syifa's birthday, ma'am."

"Why do you have a birthday? What should mom do? Love you saying continue to give you a cake with candles or a surprise?"

"Some of you why the hell do you think it continues every year? Lebai does not know. You don't know what, mom's tired from work. Mom wants a break. Don't bother me, you!"

Rahmi laid her body down and pulled a blanket to cover her whole body so that none of the body parts of the mother Syifa saw at this time.

"Mother! Mom, how about going to sleep again, anyway? Today is Syifa's birthday, ma'am."

"Syifa already has the cake, so you don't have to bother making Syifa cake. Come on, Miss Syifa blow out the candles!"

"You, by yourself! Mother was sleepy," whined Syifa while shaking her mother's body slowly.

"But this is not long, really. It's just a rumour. If you've seen Syifa blow out the candles. I went to sleep, it was okay."

"Mom doesn't have time Syifa. Mother was sleepy. You know what, anyway?!!" the scream of Rahmi who immediately rose from her bed made Syifa gasp in shock.

Lips vibrate. Syifa was no longer able to say a word. He really didn't expect that his mother would come back to beat him exactly like what happened a year ago. Syifa's eyes dimmed and trembled slightly trying to hold back the tears that would drop a little more.

"It's okay, Mom. I slept again" Syifa said with a smile and stepped off the bed.

He slowly moved his feet. Touching the surface of the switch then turned to look at the mother who had returned to lay her body there.

Syifa let out a deep sigh and pressed the switch until the mother's room went dark again. Syifa closed the door tightly and along with it her tears dripped. His breathing seemed very tight at this moment.

Syifa sat back down to her seat. The place where he last waited at 12:00 p.m. In the silence of the night he placed a pink cake with the inscription of his name and age there. He pulled a few chairs around the table and put down some dolls to fill the empty chair.

The empty seats he had prepared for the people celebrating his birthday however, this time were again filled by his beloved dolls.

He lit candles with matches one by one while singing a song with his voice that sounded hoarse and a small sobbing that managed to make the song a little stopped.

"Happy birthday to me~ Happy birthday to me~ Happy birthday Syifa~ May longevity~."

"Hopefully Syifa's upcoming birthday can celebrate it together with the family."

Huff!!!

Syifa blew out some candles accompanied by her tears dripping down her cheeks making the lit candles now slowly die one by one. The dripping tears were quickly wiped with the back of his hand erasing the trace of those tears of sadness.

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