Honey, Are You Sorry??
Episode I "My father, my first love"

My name is Sheila Rasty Pradipta.

I'm just a child born from a simple family, My Father is just a PNS who has been since I was in 2nd grade High School had a STROKE, he said, the moment where my heart was sad to see him who is a true hard worker finally succumbed to STROKE, a disease that could have arrived - arrived without permission.at that time, the disease could have arrived without permission, at the time of High School I did not have a mobile phone, while my friends flat have a mobile phone. So when the unfortunate incident happened, I was not informed, I happened to be at school. When I got home, I was shocked not to play to see the father who looks helpless on the mattress placed in front of the TV room.

Me: "Mother why Ma??" I asked Mama who looked so sad at the time.

Mama: "just about the break Dad came home to arrive - fall, his body truss stiff,..." Mama explained while crying, I was so shocked still can't believe it. "continue... earlier Mama Sama Andi (my second brother) immediately rushed to Dr. Anggun (doctor at the clinic near home), he said Mr. had a STROKE attack ", added Mama while sobbing.

Ohhhh Lordnnn...tendasu I want to faint to hear it, how could the Father who is so diligent in sports can get a STROKE!!! thought pilu. Since I was a child every Fajr Father was always diligent to run in the morning, sometimes I like to play my 4-wheeled bike when you are busy running in the morning.

I didn't feel my tears running down my cheeks, it was like a nightmare, like a storm hitting my family. Moreover, my two brothers are still in college and I am still sitting in High School which is certainly in need of a considerable fee. ohhhh Lordnnn, how hard this ordeal, this trial, which is very difficult, I couldn't see you being so helpless.

some days I Permit not to go to school, I want to take care of you, even though there is Mama and Andi who are on vacation in college, I still insist on accompanying and looking after you. after a few days ago Mr. sentenced to STROKE, Mr. has started to be able to talk even though still stammering, Mr. refused to be treated, Mr, indeed, ever since I was a child never saw you seek treatment or until hospitalized, anti-papak smell the hospital.

The appearance on the face of the Father also changed, his eyes and right lip look a bit down and stiff, his vision was blurred, walking even though the Father could not just fall asleep, making my heart even sadder.

Me : "Mr...Which body is sick??" ask me slowly, trying to calm down and smile even though I actually want to cry.

You want to answer but it seems difficult, still stammering once.His eyes were empty forward, like not focusing on the interlocutor.unaware my tears dripped, pity my Father. although it had only been a few days to see him drooping helplessly, I had longed to talk to him.heard words that were soothing and always thoughtful, because often times argue because you feel that you are too much against me. It is only natural.I am still a new ABG literate about life while you must have eaten a lot of salt acid.

Days passed, after 2 Weeks finally began to walk again, even though the body could not return to normal 100%, that's STROKE, stroke, making the body can not function optimally as before again.

after a few months, you feel it is much better to be able to return to teaching even though you have to be escorted by my brother Andi who is on leave. So strong is the spirit of the Father to make a living for his family, I salute him. My father was the best, my first love.

"La...Where do you want to go to college??" ask my colleague Mira. disperse my daydreams about the future.

I : "hmmmm.. I don't know Mir, later graduate want to continue college or work directly" I answered not too excited, making the look of Mira's face turned into pity as well as curious.

Mira: "why is La...why? do you want to continue your education to a higher level? Lo can pinter La, enter the top 5 in the class, dear loh if you do not go to college." said Mira.

before answering I immediately took a breath, feeling sad but could not do anything.

Me : "not that I don't want Mir, but you know I have a STROKE.... I can not dong maksa bokap clear - obviously the situation is not as strong as before to find money for the cost of college gw which certainly not a little." I replied cleanly, I replied, making Mira reflex instantly rub my shoulders gently.

Mira: "yes I know La.it's not all Lo's will. You certainly really want to go to college, but the situation does not support. hmmmm.sabar ya La, sorry I can not help Lo anything" said Mira then hugged me.

I'm : "no papa Mir, with Lo already want to care about the same situation I just it already means a lot to me.." I replied with a smile. I really appreciate Mira's sincere concern from the heart. He's been a sweet friend for almost a year when we were in 3rd grade, where we were always together, where we were always together, often stop by the mall after school just to hang out or snack on ice cream.

a few months later, I graduated from High School.for my friends \-my friend maybe this is a happy time, because they will continue to study at the campus of their choice. whereas I who even graduated with good grades, still did not have the opportunity to study at the campus that I wanted.

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