No More Tears

I am Sandra, the bread winner in my family. The new status that should I do. After my father died because of riots that happened in Jakarta in 1998, the life of my family turned into zero level. The riot was so scary. The looting happened in every single place in Jakarta. Jakarta was so dark at that time. The smoke from the burned houses, buildings, tires, and cars covered Jakarta fully. The people felt angry with the mess condition of this country. However, the people did anarchy actions without thinking that the actions were really hazardous.

The more complicated situation happened in my family. The cheerfulness became dispiritedness. The condition of my family was really worst. My mother was like a stiff sculpture without having spirit of life. She always looked gloomy because she felt that she has been lost her part of body. On the other hand, my two little sisters were like the moony people. They were very shocked because the hero died without giving the last smile. This mess situation took me in heavy burden. It was forbidden for me to cry along time.

“Mom . . . please let father go . . . I know that it’s very hard for you to accept this sudden incident.”

My mother’s tears fell down in her cheek.

Day by day, the condition was still in blue. Every day I tried to cheer up my beloved mother and sisters. Till I felt that it would be useless. In front of them, I always gave my warmth smile. I never showed my blue. Till the end, the miracle came. My mother began to utter even one or two words. I was so happy because I believed that it was the good beginning. I wanted my mother to be normal again. Waiting for along time, finally my pray was granted. My mom was no longer sad. She tried to accept the condition and made the situation in ordinary.

In the end of December, the cheerfulness was back among my family. The sweet smiles from my mother and my two little sisters colored our life again. We tried to be normal in facing this cruel life. We believed that we could lead this complicated life even without my beloved father.

My father was died. The role has already taken by me. I have to work hard everyday. It should be done because I was the bread winner. I thanked to God, because His bless, I could survive and face this heavy life without any complaining. No more sadness in my family. All the things were normal again. I believed that my mother, my two little sisters, and I could survive to face the next test from God. Whatever the problem, my family and I would face it with the most beautiful smile. No more tears and no more sadness at all.