Love Behind the Scenes
Chapter 2 Loving You Will Make Me Happy

Introduce my name Fikha, I am 23 years old, currently I work as a printing staff in Media Graphics, 6 years ago, since graduating from High School (SMA), 6 years ago, I'm running around in the capital, not continuing my studies, but to work, I have to help my mother's father make a living, to send my brothers and sisters to school.

I am the son of 3 of 6 brothers, both of my brothers have chosen to follow their respective husbands.

Be me as the oldest child at home should be able to take part in the responsibility.

Indeed, I had wanted to continue my studies but I realized my sisters also need education, finally I gave up, when I finished school first, my youngest brother was only in 4th grade Elementary, and finally I gave up, while my sister number 5 entered High School, and number 4 grade 3 High School, so I chose to give up and help find school fees for my sisters.

I still remember when I decided to leave my hometown to complain about my fate to the city, really only armed with recklessness and confidence, sure that there would be a change when I worked in the city, while my mom and dad were day laborers at the Tahu factory in my village.

It was quite time consuming, I applied for a job, fortunately within a few days I got a call from one of the print media where I applied, I was in an interview, and a few days later the announcement of the results of the interview, and a few days later, and the results were very satisfying, I was asked to train 3 months, after which I became a permanent employee.

I worked as a staff in a print media and there was a side job, lately the family's finances are declining than usual, the father fell ill, and the mother also can not leave the father, he said, because I have to take care of him at home.

Fortunately my sister number 4 had graduated S1nya 6 months before my father was sick, and helped work as well, although it was still a period of training but it was quite helpful.

"You're old boy, think about your future first, your sisters will be like you later, start thinking about yourself, get married, take care of your children and husband too" the words of my father were still ringing in my ear when I called the village a week ago.

Dad was right I always thought of my family above my own happiness.

To the extent that I forgot how to make myself happy, I even forgot to look for my partner or love, because I was traumatized by love, the last time I was disappointed.

My hobbies are listening to music, reading, singing even though my voice is really not melodious, snacking, traveling.

My work was solid two weeks ago, and today I got a day off, and a bonus leave for two weeks, and this time I made my days, the plan I want to go home, the plan is to go home, visiting a sick father, I bought a plane ticket, just wait for the departure date again.

"Fikha came home tomorrow morning, because she can leave the office, also because Fikha has not been home for a long time" I told my mother when I contacted her by phone this morning.

Mother who heard my words was very happy.

Mother's haru voice on the other end of the phone made me shed tears, how not in the last two years I have not come home at all. Can't take a break from my office.

#The next day

The day I was most waiting for arrived, which was to go home, meet my beloved family.

Early in the morning I woke up, tidied up my things and prepared myself as well, took a shower, had breakfast, and got off to the airport.

After checking in, getting my seat number, I waited in the waiting room.

While waiting for departure I still glanced at my phone.

"hmmm, it's like it's just being read" my inner self as I look at it with my message on the messenger on someone's account yesterday.

15 Minutes wait, finally the plane I was riding took off as well. On the plane I slept and was awake when I arrived at the airport where we had landed. An hour and a half on the way, I got off the plane looking for a taxi, and headed for my house.

The atmosphere at home was crowded because my nieces and my sisters were struggling with the souvenirs I brought. While I was sitting near my father who was lying weak, looking tired and old in front of my father, I really could not bear.

"Dad also wants to take a grandchild from you Kha, get married soon" said the father, I can only smile.

While in the village my days were really beautiful, mingling with family and neighbors that I hadn't seen long enough, to the point that I was reluctant to go back to my lonely boarding houses.

But whatever my day of vacation is over, and as long as I'm in my hometown it seems to be getting better, that's what makes me a little happy to leave them again.

And back to my busy daily routine at publishing.