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To which humanity you wish me to walk
Sometimes ‘human’ word is not deserved to a human
When I see a pending step and the steps
An old body is wishing a cent in front of the eyes
People called themselves ‘university students’
But they are not even a less being sympathy

To which humanity they have trusted their heart
Whereas an old man doesn’t know from whom he has to wish things
The rubbishes that he want to change with a cent

To which humanity
I have to write his story

by: ara stayonmyline



A boy was lying on his bed alone. His name is Qyan, a lonely little boy. He was six years old. He lived with his father who is a doctor, while his mother had already died. The night was going to midnight, but he has not seen his father yet, until he fell to sleep.
In the morning, Qyan wake up after hearing the sounds of his father’s car. He has already gone to work. Qyan can hardly see his father; he always spent his whole day to work. Qyan blamed himself because he fell to sleep before his father arrived home last night. Everyday his father gone to work earlier and often came home late. It has been happened since Qyan’s mother died, a year ago. Since the funeral of his mother, Qyan always cried. His father did nothing except touching on his son’s head.
One day, his father got angry because of Qyan’s crying. His father yelled at him, and told Qyan “your mom has gone, stop crying or I will go too”. His father left Qyan alone and shut the room’s door. A day after that day, Qyan had a breakfast with his father. They didn’t talk each other. Just after they finished their breakfast, his father told him, “be a good boy honey, here is your money, be diligent at school.” Qyan followed behind his father. They went to car because they had to go to school and work. The car’s door was opened by his father, but he didn’t come with the boy. “He is our new driver; you can call him Pak Budi. He will drive you to school today”. “But, where are you going dad? Why don’t you yourself take me to school as usual? Why don’t you ...” “Stop whimpers Qyan!” Qyan was silent at that moment, he thought that he wouldn’t want make his father getting angry anymore. “Don’t be late to school”. “Bye dad!” The man let his little boy going to school without any kisses. Not as like as what he always do. That man dropped some tears.The man felt like to have one’s back to the wall. He felt realy stress, dissapointed and depressed, in the other hand he wouldn’t want his only son see his weakest side. Being a single parent and left by somebody he loved is a very hard thing. He didn’t think that he can handle that situation. He bite off more than he can chew.
After Qyan went to the kitchen sadly. He is actually an independent child. He accustomed to do everything by himself, his father and mother taught him. Every time he wakes up, he directly goes to the kitchen. He used to take breakfast with his happy family. He used to show a cheerful face every day. This time, he found another present on the dining table. The little boy also found a note on the refrigerator’s door. His father gave him some money too; Rp.2000 per day. “You found your new car toy my boy. Don’t be naughty! Love you.” Almost every day, his father gave him presents in order to make him happy. But it didn’t work. Qyan was happy when the first time her father gave him the toy, a new superman robot. As he showed him to his friends, “It is my superman! It is my father gave it to me, he is my superhero!” He also showed it to his teacher, “this superman is my father, miss; I won’t make him angry with me anymore.”
The day after, and everyday he always brought a new toy and showed it to his friends. A friend of him told, “I don’t have time to play with you; I will go to the beach with my father and my mother”.
“Where is dad?” He asked Pak Budi as he entered the car after school. “Your dad must be in the hospital taking care of his patients. He works very hard, boy. So then he can buy many toys for you”. Qyan’s face looked so sad. Pak Budi said him again, “you should be happy Qyan, your dad can give whatever you want, I can give my son nothing”, “Is your son happy Pak Budi?”, “yeah, he must be happy because although I can’t buy him any toy, I always give my time to tell him a story before sleep. A father will always give everything for his children Qyan”.
Qyan arrived at home; he went to the room and shut the door! “I don’t need any superman or any other toys!” Qyan threw his toy to his bed. “I need my father mom” Qyan was crying in his bedroom.
That morning in the kitchen, Qyan thought very hard to find a way to handle all the mess between him and his father. He misses his mother so much. But now, he misses his father more than he misses his mom. He looked at the present that he got, and then he wrote something under her father’s note on the refrigerator’s door. “Dad, I don’t need money, I don’t need things, things and things. I don’t want to talk with this refrigerator door any longer. I need to talk to my real dad, please!” After that, Qyan took his money and the present, and then he went to school without any breakfast. He thought that there was no one cares about him anymore.
At school, the teacher asked the students to write an experience story with anybody who he loved. At that time Qyan asked his teacher, “I love my mother, but she left me miss. Now, I don’t have people I love if my father leaves me too.” Where is your dad going Qyan?” “He worked over time, does he love me miss?”, “of course he does. He works overtime to earn money for you, his lovely little boy”. “Is he?” Said one of his friend, Qyan asked him, “what are you saying?”, “I just asked whether your dad love you or not. My dad told me that your dad may be a bully person, he is not a good father”. “Don’t ever tell my father like that”, “I’m lucky to have a dad who always being with me”, his friend sneered at him. After hearing so, Qyan got angry and hit his friend. The teacher stopped them, and got them to his office.
Qyan got a letter from his school to his father. That was in a night. That little boy was waiting for his dad at the living room. His father has not come; he also didn’t get any reply from him on the refrigerator’s door. Qyan cried a lot, there was no one at home. He went to the refrigerator’s door and put the letter on it.
The next morning, Qyan wake up in early morning. He ran to the kitchen and found his father. He called him slowly, “Dad?”, “What is this Qyan? What did you do?” His father yelled by pointing to the letter. Qyan was going to answer, but his father yelled again, “you are really naughty, I won’t give you any money since now for punishment!” Qyan cried and his father left him alone.
On the other day, Qyan decided to wait his father until he came home. He was waiting for him at the door. At 11.54 pm his father arrived home. He didn’t talk anything to him. He waited until his father came inside and realized that he was there. He looked at him deeply, and then his father finally responded, “Son, why haven’t you gone to sleep? It’s already midnight”, “Dad, May I ask you a Question?”, “Ya”, that man answered shortly. “How much do you pay for one meeting with your patient dad?”, “that’s not your business”, Dad mumbled. “Please tell me!” his son yelled. “Why do you want to know? You are just a kid.” His father felt really tired, “I want to take a rest”, “But dad!”, “Would you just once answered my question”. “Ok, it’s about Rp. 100.000 per meeting, what after this?” “Dad, may I please borrow Rp. 50.000?”
Dad Got Angry, and yelled at his son to go to the bed. “I don’t want to hear any objection; you are punished because being so naughty! I don’t care about you and whatever you asking me; you won’t get anything!”
The little boy went to the room and shut the door. After sometime his father got calm, he went to Qyan’s room and said, “Sorry for being so hard Qyan, here is your Rp.50.000 you asked for”, Qyan smiled. “ohhhh... Thank you so much dad!”. Then the boy took out some money he had kept under the pillow, he counted them and said, “Dad, I have Rp.100.000 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I just would like to go outside with you. or whatever you want? I just....” that little boy stop when he saw that his father dropped tears. He cried after hearing his son’s wishes. “I don’t need money and things, dad. I miss you so much.” Please give time to people who you love and to people who love you. Time to love is much valuable. Time is more valuable than money. You can get more money, but you cannot get more time. The man said"Let's go outside tomorrow, tomorrow and every single time of mine will belong to you, LOVE YOU, QYAN." "You are not alone, dad." That was the beginning of a forever love between father and son.
Proverb : Time is more valuable than money. You can get more money, but you cannot get more time. ~Jim Rohn

By Ara Stayonmyline

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