He's the one I called DAD

(Tulisan ala-ala, nemu di laptop lama)

Once, I thought about which day would be the best day of my life I just couldn’t decide it at all. It was hard to decide because I thought I didn’t have one. But then I just remembered him, my Dad.

I was not a type of a girl who always made her Dad proud. I was not that smart that I would always be in the top one in my class, not two either. I was much lucky when I could be in big 5 or even 10.  

I remembered he used to take me to my school every morning, but we didn’t talk too much. I just didn’t know how to talk when I was with him. Like no idea at all, I couldn’t even spell a word just about my school day.

Then I moved to another city when I went to Senior High, Mom wanted me to be in a boarding  school, which made me rarely see him. Time flew and I was in college after all. I knew that I was not coming from rich family but it made me become an independent girl. I used to work hard to get the scholarship every year and found some part time jobs to pay my rent house.

Daddy came to see me once a month and sent me allowance every month but I knew it never met my needs well enough, but I never told him. I knew he had been working hard for this family. I swear Mom and Dad would deadly trying to fulfill our needs. I just couldn’t imagine that he, my Dad, always had that proud about his kids in his heart.

In my graduation day, Mom and Dad arrived in my college town, stood in from of the hall gate with their best dress and they were just like the most beautiful couple that I had ever seen in my entire life. Mom held my hand, looked me in the eyes and smile never gone from her face, you knew how a mother, right? She just easily cried with the tears streaming down her face but Dad, he just stood behind Mom, looked around, hiding his feeling like he always used to. Then I saw it, like a crystal on the tip of his eye, he crie.d Ah, Daddy!  😢