MISS DIANDRA
MEMORIES OF THE PAST

"Lord, do you know where my father is?"

"God, what does my mother always say is true?"

"Is it true that my father really died like my mother told me, so why did I never tell you where my father's grave was?"

This morning as usual a twenty-one-year-old girl was saying this in front of her favorite mirror.

Every morning before leaving for work Diandra always said that in front of the mirror.

The mother who had always said that her father was dead but the mother who could not show the tomb of the father made Diandra from her childhood always asked what her mother said that's a truth.

"Diandra, Diandra let's have breakfast first, you'll be late."

Instantly, Diandra's daydream instantly faded when Diandra heard one middle-aged woman's voice yelling and also knocked on her bedroom door.

"Yes mom, Diandra immediately headed to the dining table for breakfast."

"Well son, mother and grandfather are waiting for you."

Diandra, who did not want to make the mother worried because she had not gone out of the room, immediately took the bag, and the key of her motorbike, which was still on the bed.

"Son't come here."

Arriving at the dining table the mother immediately asked Diandra to sit next to him and immediately gave the fried rice that had been prepared on a special table for Diandra.

"Mother's son must eat a lot, so that later his work spirit."

"Mom, Diandra's not a kid anymore, Diandra knows."

Diandra said this while trying to get rid of the mother's hand that began to caress the top of her head.

"So what Diandra said is true, he's not a child anymore."

The grandfather who had since noticed immediately said this when he saw the behavior of Diandra's mother who had never changed in treating Diandra.

"Sir, for me Diandra is still a child, only two years old and one year old, but she has become the backbone for all of us."

Mother Diandra immediately said this while looking pity at Diandra.

"Had to have a child his age who is currently studying like his friends, but now he works for his mother who is sick like me."

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The mother's words immediately made Diandra put down a tablespoon and stop to chew the food that is currently still in her mouth.

"Mom, how many times has Diandra said, Diandra beg for you not to say that anymore, for Diandra mother and grandfather are the most valuable treasures Diandra has today."

"Maybe what is said by the mother is right, Diandra should be able to take a higher education again, but it can be Diandra do later ma'am, why Diandra does it all, for what Diandra does it all, but if you finally see your mother sick? see grandpa get sick?"

"Truly Diandra would never have been able to forgive himself if it really happened in front of Diandra."

"Because the measure of the blessing received is not because of who we are, not because of our educational background or because of anything, he said, but the blessings we receive are based on how well we embezzle God's care, so mothers and grandfathers don't have to worry about Diandra's future."

"Diandra will always believe that God will never forget Diandra, and that God will never leave Diandra."

As usual, Diandra's shady speech always made Mom and Grandpa smile, since long ago it was difficult for Diandra to cry in front of the two most dear Diandra people.

Diandra will always look cheerful, Diandra will always smile and provide reinforcement for the two people who love the most.

"Mom, kek Diandra went to work first huh."

After saying that, Diandra immediately got up from his seat, kissed his mother's hand and kissed her grandfather's hand.

Increasingly, Diandra's back is ultimately invisible from the presence of the mother and grandfather who are currently still at the dining table.

"Sir, until when will you not tell this truth to your daughter?"

The middle-aged man who had a sad look on his face finally dared to say that to his little daughter who had now aged along with him.

"Sir, Manda is not ready to tell the truth that actually happened in the past, if necessary Manda does not want to say anything to Diandra."

The sad look of a middle-aged woman who still looks beautiful, the gaze of a woman with a million memories in the past who until now still dare not say the real thing that has happened.

"But nduk, however, it would be unfair for Diandra if she did not know the true story in the past."

"Diandra is a grown man, I'm sure Diandra will take it well."

"No sir, Manda is not ready to tell the truth.'

Amanda Joyodiningrat said this to her father.

"But what if this ends up being a negative thing for Diandra? when in the end he even knows all the truth from others not from his own family?"

Surjono's sharp eyes beckoned Amanda to tell Diandra the truth.

"There will never be a negative impact for Diandra sir, so long as Amanda can be a good father and mother for Diandra, and it will continue to happen until the time comes for Manda to return to God."

Amanda's hard heart in the end can only make Mr. Surjono shake his head.

"Yes already duk if this has become your decision, the important father has tried to remind you, because after all the figure of a father for a daughter is very important, it is very important, and no one can replace that father."

After saying this, Surjono finally left the dining table and went into his room.

Now only Amanda remained there, slowly clenched her hands and tears began to flow.

"Mas Giandra, why until now have you never looked for my whereabouts? do we no longer matter to you?"

"Year-year-old I tried to contact you, tell you that you have a beautiful daughter, but you never picked me up to come back, would it be wrong for me if in the end I chose not to tell Diandra about you?"