Will Never Let You Go
Plan Ever Delayed

The commotion in the morning was common in Pak Narto's house. Especially if the hostess wakes up. While stirring the fried vermicelli evenly with herbs, eggs, and sausages, the negligent woman nagged her daughter who accidentally broke the glass. Not to mention his son who had been pacing back and forth looking for a school tie that was out of nowhere. Make his blood pressure rise. Fortunately, his beloved husband did not follow because Pak Narto is now whistling casually while feeding his favorite chickens.

"Udah mateng, here. Come on, eat," cried Miss Ata to let her family hear.

Ara immediately rinsed her hand which still had foam. Even with Pak Narto who also directly put chicken feed, then washed his hands to immediately join the others.

"Where's Gusti?" the man asked not to find his youngest child sitting at the dinner table. Usually the most gusti gercep about food.

"Gus, haven't you met the tie yet?" Ata, who had just landed her buttocks, had to move back to help her son.

"Beluuum," Gusti replied half-shouting.

"Make sure you're looking for eyes, don't use your mouth." Bu Ata said the template sentence of mothers in Indonesia Raya.

It didn't take long, if the mother intervened. In just a matter of seconds something that has been searched for must be easily found.

"This what? Diem's tie here time doesn't seem to." The 47-year-old woman pointed to a clothes hanger in her son's room.

Concluding his tie, Gusti who was now walking behind his mother could only grumble.

Ara greeted her new sister sitting beside her with a fluffy smile. "Cup cup, scolded, yes," he said mocked.

"Whispering, ah. The self is also scolded pake menggeledek all."

"Had stopped. We'll have breakfast first." This time the tumben once Pak Narto who mediated.

The next minute, they were busy eating breakfast in the form of the most delicious fried vermicelli they had ever eaten. Yes, only vermicelli, do not use rice because the rice is not yet cooked.

Gusti was always the first to finish his breakfast. After that, the teenager had gone to school. While Ara who is also finished and wants to move to get ready to work is actually prevented by the father.

"Sit down, Ra. You want to talk."

"What's the matter, sir?"

"How did you learn?"

"Studying?" Ara's forehead frowned.

"Learn to get into college."

Instead of answering, Ara asked back, "What's wrong, sir?"

"Mom and Dad have agreed that next year you must list college."

"Well?!" Surprise could not be hidden from Ara's face. For two more years he worked, some of his money was saved for his college expenses later.

Ara then put on a suspicious face, more towards her true fear. Perhaps his father already knew about how Bu Rini's attitude towards him. Ara never told because she did not want to add to the burden of her parents' minds. On the other hand, Ara felt able to face the mother of her lover. Because he was determined not to stay silent if the woman returned to insult him.

"Why did you suddenly say that?"

"Since the beginning of the year the same father Mother has decided this. So, nothing sudden. You want to, huh?" Pak Narto smiled at his wife and son alternately.

"Don't say no, Nduk. You know that from the beginning you graduated High School, the same father you wanted to go straight to college. But, yes, you know first. Because of the disaster, we have to delay what we have planned" said Bu Ata.

Ara didn't know what to say. He just nodded with tears in his eyes. "Yes, Ara wants to. Thanks, yes, sir, Mom." A smile was engraved on his ranum lips.

Even so, the girl's brain had already ventured far away. If his parents have so willed, then from now on Ara must be active in learning considering this also has almost arrived at the end of the year. He had to reduce his playing time with Keyla. In addition, if he is really in college, he should also look for new jobs that can be done in part time.

Ara spirit!!!