It's Not Our Mistake #Princess Story 2
My Life Is All About Me

"Do you like your room?" mama asked as she drove me to the room she had prepared, "Girly" I replied smilingly, "You're still a baby girl Mama, even though it's this big" she said, stroking her hair and looking at me. This is the first time Mama and I will live one roof after almost 7 years we really separated, because I started to join Papa moving outside Jakarta. "What about Ma?" ask me suddenly, because since I did not see Papa, "Papa is recovering in the hospital" he replied quietly in an anxious tone, "Hospital?" I was surprised why Mama didn't tell me. "Where are you going?" mama asked spontaneously to stop me from taking the car keys, "Why didn't Mama tell you about the Princess?" ask me seriously, "Mama doesn't want to worry you, Papa's fine. Just had to rest a few days in the hospital" continued Mama reassured the reason. For a moment I was silent, trying to understand and understand Mama's reason, but "Whatever the reason, let alone using the name of the Princess, please don't do it" I asked not to keep it as bad as the circumstances, but, with no reason to worry others, especially me. "Daughter does not want to be used as an excuse for any situation" I continued firmly that immediately understood Mama, the nature of Mama who always used my name for anything finally made the choice fall into the hands of Papa to raise and educate me alone. Without saying much more, I went straight to the garage and left the house with the car in the back.

Mama is a successful career woman, but can be said to fail to become a mother for her only teenage daughter. Along the way, whether going anywhere, all I remember was the moment when I had to join Papa moved out of Jakarta, which can not be said to be forced, but circumstances that forced me to choose to join Papa. Mama suddenly chose the service 3 years abroad. "The reason for the cliche" I said softly in an upset tone considering the moment Mama left that time, "Mama did not want to make the Princess sad because she was confused to choose between Mama or Papa" my mind vividly remembered that word until this second. "Huft" the sound of my breath when stopping the car parked by the Sports club housing, "Life is fine, including the upper middle class, luxury facilities" I said reading the situation of Mama during this time by looking at the residential environment and luxury facilities around her which is a guarantee of comfort. My momentary deadlock, there was a fear of thinking about anything, a fear of being interpreted and understood. "I'm tired" I said softly, closing my eyes. "Tok tok tok" faintly heard a knocking sound, slowly my eyes opened and "Huh" I cried in shock to see someone outside the car window staring and smiling, "Sorry, what's wrong?' I was nervous because I was still shocked from waking up. "Are you okay?" her question turned confused, "I'm sorry" I replied trying to ask for an explanation of the question, "From me to my brother, until I get out again, your car is still on. And your eyes are closed" he explained, which I don't think explains anything, "What?" I'm confused, "Would you like a cup of coffee with me?" his reply while pointing at the coffee shop inside the Sport club, reflex made me smile cynically. "Maybe I can explain it there" he said softly in an embarrassed tone. "Oh My God, who else is this" my inner laugh saw the male with the athletic posture, handsome face and the stylish child of the metropolis, but spoke in a tone of shame. Curious what the reason was knocking on my car glass, "Come on" I answered tightly while opening the car door and closing the window and then turning off the car engine.

Arriving at the coffee shop, "Princess" I introduced myself as I reached out, "Giri" he replied, "But I can't make coffee with people who don't know his name" I continued slowly while walking to find a table. "What do you want to drink?" ask politely or softly after hearing the words I just said, "Ice Latte No Sugar No Flavor" I replied firmly with a style of speech ala fluent in English, "OK" he replied with a smile hearing my style. "His smile is sweet too" my inner reflex comment saw his smile, "Argh, what else is this" I continued embarrassed in my heart as I watched from the seat, "His style is like a child from a family being, a sportsman, a basketball" I said slowly reading Giri from his performance, "Basketball" my inner voice shouted, "Why should Basketball" continued I was upset in my heart. "Please" he said as he gave me my drink of the order, "Your name is funny" I replied trying to cover up my upset feelings about Basketball, "You're the thousandth time that such a comment" he continued with a smile. "You live in this housing too? How come I haven't seen it?' he asked, "I just moved today" I replied briefly as I began to drink Ice Latte No Sugar No Flavor, "Hmm" I said, judging the drink according to the order, "Don't you" he said allow my expression if the drinks in this store really fit the taste. "I have a bad memory of a car that stopped a long time ago with the engine still on, especially when I saw someone inside closed their eyes. So I'm sorry if I bother you" he continued, explaining why he knocked on my car's windshield. "Bad memories?" I was curious, how bad the memories were to make him care and worry about other people he did not know, Giri immediately fell silent with an anxious expression like a trouma, "No need to tell" I continued spontaneously as if I did not want to know, even though because I knew it was a memory that is not easily forgotten let alone remembered. "Next time I tell you" she replied with a smile that made me feel guilty for making her remember.

"Hello" I said as I picked up the phone on the phone, "Hi" he replied, which I can immediately guess "Giri" I'm sure, "Kok tau" he continued in a shy tone, "Let's go, you're the only one who has a polite voice when you call me" I explained by teasing him. "What time?" the curious question that makes me happy because it means Giri flattered to hear the word just now. "What's up?' ask me to try to stop my jail attitude, "What's going on?' her question back this time really makes my jail nature unstoppable, "For the thought of the funny man I've only seen in my entire life" I replied in a spoiled tone while holding back a deep laugh, arriving "trut trut" the voice of the phone came in, "Pet" my inner caller read the name of the on-screen caller, "Gir, there's a phone coming in. I'll call you later yeah, bye" I said before deciding Giri's phone. "Hi" I said to Indra on the phone, "What's the next Non?" he asked slowly, "Again clean the room, what are you?' I answered by asking, "I'm at Taehin's house" Indra replied, "Ngapain?" I was worried what the two of them were planning. "Others" he replied casually, "Where are you on the lecture list?" the question again shifted my anxiety, "Come" I replied slowly because suddenly just remembered about the lecture.

Long enough Indra called, talked about this and that's the truth since the lecture talk my mind suddenly out of focus. "Do I have to go to college?' ask me quietly, "Put Put" cried Mama from the first floor, spontaneously I rushed over and it turned out from Papa's room, "Ma" replied me when entering the room, shocked happy to make tears suddenly flow, and then suddenly, seeing Papa sitting on the bed, looking at me and smiling while extending a hand asked me to approach him. My reflex ran to hug him, "Papa" sob my happy, I can finally hug Papa again. Her husband in the room dispelled my thoughts about the memory of Mama's nature, the shy man and the lecture talk with Indra. "My life is all about me" my mind reminded me, right now my life is Papa, because my happiness is Papa.