Firstborn Mother..

Took me Amar, my friend is very excited with the show ngejus (drinking juice rame-rame) off school later.
"Not Mar! Sorry I have to wait for my cacak, he's extra this afternoon "

"Usually your brother also came home with his friends yan" This time my friend Anjas who met, he patted my shoulders as if not willing if I do not come together with them.
"We want to go to the mother's place" I said, forcing them to stop wishing to hear me talk about my mother.
"Okay but next time you come!" Amar said immediately passed with Anjas.

Actually unfortunately ngelewatin event ngejus that we held every routine every weekend like now, although only with the agenda to drink fruit juice, ngalul ngalul ngalul not clear or just use free Wi-Fi there is a special satisfaction when gathering together. if the term is cool "there's no loe gak rame" I quoted him from a public service announcement that morning I read in the street.



At 13.00 after Dzuhur I immediately rushed to the hall where the extra cacakku.
"Do not Go Home Dian?" Sapa Mbak Sabil friend cacakku.
"Nungguin cacak, Mbak sabil!"
"Oh Azlan yes! Should you cepet into this Hall turn practice "Said Mbak sabil, immediately I walked quickly.

Cacak call for my sister our family tradition is like that somehow since when the unique call was started I forgot to ask my Father, when some friends asked why the call like that. Cacak Azlan is my first sister yes because I only have one brother only two years apart, all my sister's temperament contrary to me for example if my kak very enthusiastic about running chasing ball with her friends, I prefer to struggle with the keys keys laptop to just write short story hope becoming a writer with best seller books inscribed "by Dian Handika".

"This is your sister" This time it is Mas Fajar who greeted me, he showed that Azlan's chak will soon be on the podium to chant some holy verses of the Qur'an, this is the final stage of selection to perform at the Prophet's birthday tomorrow.
"Bismillahirohmanirohiim" lafadz Basmalah that sung cakak really make the heart of peace, from outside the room I can hear it pak harun prohibit non members to enter the word just annoying, lucky there is one broken window although small but enough to hear any noise in the room.

"Iqro"
Cak Azlan can really read the sura very beautifully, I'm sure the voice of cacak is able to knock all the hearts that are locked tightly closed to the presence of Gusti ALLAH the creator, not only knocked but did not hesitate chanting break the hearts that really refuse the power of the Gusti GOD. at least that's what I cook, this heart is like flushed holy water then the water flows mixed with blood circulating throughout the body through the veins, the target was increased to the nerves that served as the mouth spokesman he knows the will of the Heart peace all the body climax my eyes feel wet visible puffed in the mirror. not only did I notice all the members of the room were seen wiping their eyes with a tissue.

Sampean terrific Cak! "I said as Azlan's cock out of the room.
"Do not overdo the yan" that my cacak is always humble, maybe if the mother still want to stay with us would be very proud mother with the cacak, the dream of having a son hafidz Qur'an began to manifest cacak already memorized 25 juz until now, unlike me boro-boro memorized 1 juz maybe just a few that I memorized. my habits always win me.

"Surohnya about the doomsday kakamat cak?"
"That sampean know, have you read it?"
"Yes" I replied my gaze to Mas dawn he who had told me.

"Tomorrow you have to show the best Zlan" Pak Harun approached us.
"Yes sir"
"This is your sister Zlan"
"Yes sir I Dian, class X-3"

"So to the mother's place?"
"It's Cak, hurry to grab the On-on!" On-on is the name we give to old bike jengkes that you always bring to school, the bike is old and ugly but still very strong and foolish to go home we are, yes know also because the word Mr. bicycle was present when the father aged 15 years gift from grandfather and continues in our era
The distance where the mother is only about 2 kilometers from the school is enough cacak who pedal the On-on.

"Cak! I ntar want to tell the mother if sampean tomorrow appear in school.
"Anything story to mother"
"Lha let the mother proud to cak let mothers added seneng".

"Yes it's up to sampean, eh what is the script of the novel the other day the sampe send?"
"Restored Cak! It still needs a lot of revisions "I said quietly, remembering that when my novel came back with a letter from the publisher I was headed, the letter was good, fatherly-but very overtly! She said she saw from the delivery address that I was still in school, and if I wanted to receive advice, she suggested that I put all my energies to study and wait until I graduate before I start writing. She attached her opinion about my book.

"The plot of the story is very unreasonable. Characterization of figures is greatly exaggerated. The conversation is not natural. There is some humor but not tasteful. Please tell him to keep trying. In time, he'll probably produce the real book. "
In a nutshell it just made me explode, I was overcome with anger at that time I was able to write my writing tools, I strongly resisted my writing, throw away the remaining novel texts, no hope

"I will not be able"
"Sampean wrong yan, if his mind like that." Word cacak stop the On-on's speed
"Then, what should I do? it really hurts them (publishers) indulge my fault, why should be like that? "



"Try now I ask, sampean if see what other people mistake? it's easy, right?"
"It's easy to see mistakes and comment for others, Lha continues?" I hung the sentence.
"Seeing someone else's mistakes is easier right? Yes that's why we also need other people to see our mistake, in the case of sampean, they are correct that they get from your work try to be sent to another publisher without revamping to, surely more or less like that comment "said my cacak very wise. success got me up.

"Do not give up Yan, sampean should enjoy the process. to get the peak yes you must want to climb the cliffs first yes to see who is the author of novel harry potter? "
"J.K rawling cak!"
"Yes, he also can be a lot of rejection from the publishers, but because he did not give up and willing to learn from his failure proved to him now so what, desire is not enough yan what sampean ideals should be struggling to struggle with effort and hard work . "

"Same to Gusti ALLAH Yes Cak." I say a small laugh still in a piggyback position.
"Of course prayer is also necessary," said zak azlan. For the umpteenth time I said mother would be proud of Cak azlan. And if I look at the cacak is not so interested in the world that I try kutekuni the world that relies on imagination as the main ammunition while the cacak more on the real arguments in accordance with the Hadiths that he read. "But maybe he's stalking my activities," as Mom always told her when she was little. Spy on me.

"Mother I miss" I murmured softly.
"Kangen mother ta Yan?"
"Yes cak!" I replied softly.
"We'll be there soon."

"I wish I could be as strong as holding back Kangen with mother. I will not always cry when visiting mother's place "
"Yo is not like that too Yan."
"So it is not fake Kangen ya same mother" I hardened my voice.
"Kangen should not always be said yan." Cak Azlan said quietly.

How can you know that we Kangen when the cacak ndak never say Kangen mother? "
"Mother will surely know, sampean do not forget there is an inner bond between me, sampean, mother and father. That's the family "
"The Inner Bond" I muttered. If remembered from a small mother was very close to the cacak yes because the cacak used to meet all expectations of mother. Lha if I was just a naughty child, hard to think Parents want to go play it, maybe that's what makes my steps often fall not as smooth as the step cakak always mother restui.

"Until yan!" Said Cak Azlan. I immediately get off the On-on usually my steps sluggish but this time for some reason I walk full steadily for sure Donation spirit from cacsk all day, great influence. I immediately sat near Cacak. Immediately I took the tahlil reading book that I always take for preparation like this, Ziaroh to the Tomb of the mother. we started to pray.

His mother left us when I was in the 5th grade. I do not understand at that moment why mom is so willing to go without explanatory sentence, that's why I often think bad about mother. But yes back bad things like that will be removed immediately by Cak Azlan, strange Cacak more can make me calm than Dad.

"Sampean was said to say mother" Cak said Azlan reminded me after praying.
"Haha I've said earlier after reading prayers, say it also in the heart to cak"
"What does she say?"
"Want to know?" I immediately got up quickly leaving the mother's grave to the On-on who was still parked under a mango tree.

"Dian" Call the cacak hard.

"Tomorrow's mother is going to appear in school mawlid event, if only the mother can see and hear directly when the cock chanting suroh mother would be crying, mother must be proud of her. Mom used to ask me about what would be a sampean yan? At that time I had not had time to answer until the savage illness dragged my mother to leave us, I still did not answer it. but now I know the book for the first time in my life I know what I want to be, I want to be a great person like the eldest son of mother "