A Letter to My Returning Parents

Dear Mama and Papa (especially you, Mom, who blogs and reads blogs -- but I know you will tell Papa to read this anyway)

You are now on your way back home. To our beloved small house in that dirty, polluted but surprisingly ngangenin city. I do hope you enjoy your flight and you'll safely arrive there. You will see your youngest daughter there, waiting for you, her arms will stretch open to welcome you two in her big hug. You will exchange tears and laughters, stories and latest gossips, jokes and perhaps angers.

As usual, mom, in the first three days or a week, all you want is wait for Little Sis to be home from work, shower her with affection (and oleh-oleh!), although you know that she usually comes very, very late, and is very tired from those two jobs and long hour drive! Papa will call all relatives and rush to his favorite barbershop, because he hasn't had his hair treated in six months (talking about the pricey saloons here!). And of course, he will also force Little Sis to watch the video he'd made here. Little Sis will watch it, make few comments here and there (most of them are insults, hehehe...) and in fifteen minutes she'll grow bored with it. And she'll find a reason to leave hehehehe...

The minute I left the airport after making sure that you have entered your gate I already felt an emptiness inside. My, you are really leaving now. The king size bed will only be occupied by Samantha and I. This will be very different from when you had your vacation in other cities, because then I knew that you would be coming home. We will wake up in silence, nobody is in front of the computer -- writing blog entries or merely reading Indonesian news sites -- or in the kitchen serving breakfast or browsing the newspaper. Nobody will tell annoying things like "take your coat, it's freezing outside", or "don't forget to bring a hundred bucks home, the fridge is almost empty", or "you are always that unorganized!". You drove me crazy with your constant advises, but I wish I had been more attentive.

And, yes, "When would you have time for us?"

Yes mam, pap, I rarely had time for you. When I got home, the only thing I wanted to do is grab a cup of hot tea and check out my Friendster or blog. Many times you told me that you miss me, but then you understand that I am so busy. And although you missed me, you encouraged me to go out more often with friends. And how selfish I was to take you for granted. I am so sorry, for neglecting you. For not accompanying you to places you have wanted to see. For not being patient enough to tutor you with computer. Did I make you sad, feel stupid, or anything like that? Oh, how I wish I could turn back the time and do everything to make you happy and content.

I promise you, when you are here again, I will take you to the greenery and plantations you always mentioned. And get you the tour to White House that you dreamed of.

The memories of times we shared together during these past six months will always light me up. Trust me, I am really, badly, completely missing you right now, and I wish that you were here with us. I am glad that I had put pics of yours in this blog, so everytime I check it out I'd be able to see your faces.

Thank you, mama and papa, for putting up with my bad moods, egotism, insensitivity, laziness. Thank you for trying to understand me and cope up with me. Thank you, ma, for always preparing dinner though I rarely had them, and bringing me a mug of hot tea when I stepped inside at 9 or 10 at night. Thank you, pa, for going with me all the way to further Virginia -- a long journey with Metro! -- to take a look at the car. Most of all, thank you for loving me and caring for me unconditionally.

I love you, mama, papa. Always selalu deh.

11 comments:

ria said...

duh baca postingan ini bikin air mata nongol nih...jadi inget bokap n nyokap yang nun jauh disana...

nelan ludah aja serasa sakit..seandainya bisa sekota ama mereka..tentu sangat teramat indah...hiks :(

kang ebet said...

luv u 2 :)

mellyana said...

kebayang banget. waktu bokapnyokap nemenin untuk sebulan aja, pas ditinggal itu kayaknya susah banget mo ngapa2in. biar ribut dan asik tengkar, I love them so much too

Apey said...

Being apart from ortu is the hardest feeling that we've have been through. Elen, I know your feeling darling..gw juga yg br 3 bulan aja ditinggal nyokap utk stay at my bro's aja kangennya udah ampe berdarah2 rasanya...*hiperbola mode on*..udh gak tahan jemput dia nextweek ke jkt.

Diana said...

Papa Mama, they are the best. We could miss them in everything they do, termasuk omelan2 mereka hehehehe

Anonymous said...

rio

aaahhh... the problems of being apart with loved ones. the kangens is unberable ya. but when you're together, you grow weary and begin to lead your daily routine, forgetting the promise that you'd spend more time with them.

and they'll understand, for they are truly our loved ones. they understand. always.

emaq said...

i know and you do love us veeeery..much sweety...we wish you all the very best ever after

Little Sis said...

U can draw the picture so well. Makes me wondering, jangan2 punya bakat paranormal? It goes exactly just the way you think of it. Yes, I spent 15 mnts to watch the video, then I told papa I should went to bed. Hehehe... But they love u so much Sis, as much as they love me. So don't worry, they never judges you for not accompanying them. They just want the best thing happen to you. So am I....

Anonymous said...

Dear Tante Caranita...
Setelah mbaca blog mu, saya nangis2 darah sampai office boy kantor harus membuang airmata saya yg terkumpul 2 ember lebih. Karena itu, saya & little sis bertekad untuk mengumpulkan uang untuk membantu agar kedua orang tua tsb bisa datang & tinggal di sana.
Hehehe... :)

Lola said...

Dear Caranita,
Setelah mbaca blog mu, saya sampai nangis2 berdarah2 karena terharu, sampai2 office boy kantor terpaksa hrs membuang airmata saya yg terkumpul 2 ember. Untuk itu saya & your little sis bertekad untuk ngumpulin duit spy bisa membantu agar kedua orang tua tsb bisa datang & tinggal disana lebih lama. Hehehe... :)
Parents is always the best specially a kind of parents like yours yg harus sabar ngadepin org kyk lo. Patut dapet Award of the Century!!!!

Anonymous said...

OK my Dearest Kakak .... reading your blog, made me realize .... the fact is you are talented enough being a writer, haa haa haa .... You know my comment already coz we share the same feeling. Thank you for being so honest & thank you for teaching me going through the reality. I LOVE YOU, KAKAK ....