Below is one tragic example.
Often people will not be grateful for what they've got until finally ... ..
Rani, you name it. This college buddies are brilliant and have high ideals. Since entering college, his attitudes and concepts are clear: achieving the best, in academia and in the profession he will be doing. "Why not the best," he said always, quoting a former American president.
When the University sends students to study International Law at Universiteit Utrecht, Netherlands, Rani is one of them. I prefer to complete my medical education.
Next, Rani gets a "level" companion; both achievers, although different professions.
Alifya, the fruit of their love, was born when Rani was appointed as a diplomatic staff, coinciding with the completion of her husband's PhD. Complete their happiness.
It is said that the name of their son was taken from the first letter hijaiyah "alif" and the last letter "yes", be a nice name to be heard: Alifya. I do not have time to think, what they meant to make it as the first and last child.
When Alif, her son's call, aged 6 months, Rani's busyness increasingly crazy. Bak Garuda, almost every day he flies from one city to another, and from one country to another.
I sincerely asked, "Is not the Alif too small to be left behind?" Rani replied promptly, "Oh, I have anticipated everything. Everything is OK! "He said that he really proved. Her child's care and attention is handled professionally by an expensive baby sitter. Rani stayed in control of Alif's schedule by phone. Alif grows into a child who looks lively, intelligent and easy to understand.
His grandparents are always pumping pride in the puppet's only granddaughter, about the greatness of his mother-father. About titles and big names, about airplanes, and lots of money.
"For example, father-mother Alif, if Alif grows up."
Once always Alif's grandmother, his mother Rani, notices at the end of the fairy tale before bed.
When Alif was 3 years old, Rani told me that she asked for a sister. Surprised by this unexpected request, Rani and her husband again billed her son's understanding. Their busyness has not been possible to bring a younger brother to Alif. Again this little boy "understood" his parents. The proof, said Rani, he no longer whining for sister. Alif, seems to inherit his mother's character who is not a whiner. Although both parents often come home late, he rarely sulk. In fact, said Rani, Alif always welcome his arrival with full of cheerful. So, Rani greets her "my little angel".
What a happy family, I thought. Although both parents are super busy, Alif still grows full
love. Secretly, I envy this family.
One day, before Rani went to work, for some reason Alif refused to be bathed baby sitter. "Alif
want Bunda bathe, "he said hopefully. Just Rani, who seconds to seconds of time is very calculated, irritated. He dismisses Alif's request while still nimbly dressing up and preparing for his office needs. Her husband also helped persuade Alif to bathe with Tante Mien, her baby sitter.
Again, Alif with understanding accordingly, though his face was pouted.
This event recurs for almost a week. "Mother, mute me!" Alif's voice was growing full of pressure.
After all, Rani and her husband think, maybe it's because Alif is in pre-school, so it's a bit more
ask for attention. After being persuaded, eventually Alif can be left too.
Until one afternoon, I was shocked Mien phone, the baby sitter. "Mrs. Doctor, Alif fever and convulsions. Now at Emergency. "Half fly, I raced to the ER. But it was too late.
Allah already has other plans. Alif, the little angel, the trigger is called home by Him.
Rani, when informed of Alif, is inaugurated her new office. He was in shock. Upon arriving at home, her only wish is to bathe her son.
After last week Alif started suing, Rani did save the commitment to one day bathe her own child.
And that afternoon, Rani's promise came true, even after the baby's body lay stiff. "This is Mother Lif, Lady Alip's bath," she said quietly, in the silent congregation. One by one Rani's colleague stepped away from his side, trying to hide the tears.
When the red earth had buried the body of the little one, we still stood still at the side of the tomb. Time and time again Rani, my stern friend, said, "This is fate, is not it. Same thing, I'm next to him or across the ocean, when it's time, yes he's gone too right? "I said nothing.
It seems Rani does not need entertainment from others. Her husband still like lifeless. Her face was pale, her gaze blank. "This is the consequence of an option," continued
Rani, keep trying to be strong and strong. There was a pause
The evening wind blew the scent of frangipani flowers.
Suddenly Rani knelt down. "I'm his mother!" He cried hysterically, then subdued great. It was just this time I watched Rani cry, especially the exploding cries. "Get up Lif, Mother want to bath Alif. Give Mother one chance Lif. Once, Aliiif .. "Rani moaned begging. The next moment, she ran onto a tomb and fell on top of it. Tears flooded the red earth that shaded the body of Alif. Twilight is getting old.
Rice has become porridge, regret no longer helps.
Things that seem trivial often cause great regret and loss.
Often people are busy 'outward', cool with his world and his own ambitions do not ignore the people around him whom he loves. There will still be time 'later' for them so just ignore it first.
Often people are arrogant and feel confident that the understanding and affection they receive will not be lost.
Feel they will understand because they love him and will remain.
Hopefully those who read it can take the meaning contained in the story they will be
