When I have been in my daddy's right side, I still know him sleeping in a nice face. Indeed, I will not disturb him by awaking him. I just write some words on a paper then I put it on the table nearby the bed.
"Dear my dearly daddy....., Karina is going to work then asking for leaving. Forgive me if I am leaving before you wake up. I just don't want to disturb your nice sleep Daddy. I know that you stayed up last night accompanying me to do my assignment, so now you are still sleeping. Pray for me and bless me always. I love you profoundly."
By: Karina Nimasayu, your dearest daughter.
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Code river is one of famous places located in Yogyakarta. This place is indeed tightly having a good story about a great Javanese architect, humanist and writer, Romo Mangun Wijaya. He is the conceptor of the house architectures in Code river that had gotten an appreciation of Agha Khan architecture as the highest honor in the developing world. What I read on a book about Romo Mangun written by Erwinthon P. Napitupulu. Romo Mangun is involved in the best ten of Indonesian architects. He got an honor because of his concepts of building some houses using Javanese architecture. This relates to how Romo Mangun still wants to explore Javanese culture by his creature.
My house is in a range of several houses located in Code river. Though that place had ever got an appreciation from the world long time ago, but now its situation is not like the past. The beauty is lost, the uniqueness is faded, and the civilization is gone. These happened because of Merapi eruption occured twice during approximately ten years. Then reader, what you can see Code river this time is just a shabby and poor condition. I and my daddy live in a slum house with no having properness enough as a healthy home for living in good condition. It just consists of three rooms with no large enough, one for my daddy's room, one for my spot and the one is for living room, guest room, dining room, and kitchen. For the bathroom, I have to share with my neighbours and sometimes when I could not make a line with them, forcely I clean my body in the river with a brown water. That's all what I can tell about my house, too miserable but I am grateful of having that haven.
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Mankubumi street, this is the area where I have to run my work as a newspaper delivery girl. My daddy had been working as a newspaper delivery man since he was in senior high school before coming together with my mom. If I can say that I am a lucky person compared with my parents. In this case, I can continue my study by scholarship to university exactly what people call by Blue Campus in Yogyakarta. English Literature Departement is my choice to be taken. My parents, they never feel how a campus atmosphere is.
After my daddy's trouble, fortunately, Mr.Joko, as his friend and becomes his agent of this job, allows me to overtake daddy's work. He helps me to have a job by being his the only one of a newspaper delivery girl who is still studying at university. Mr. Joko is a distributor of Kedaulatan Rakyat Company products, one of them is newspaper. He has twenty employees, including me. Mostly, his employees are men who have had a family already. Indeed,I am the youngest one.
Dear reader, being an agent of newspaper company is not merely earning a lot of salaries. Eminently, you should know that they only gain one hundred and fifty rupiahs for each item. One thousand seven hundred and fifty rupiahs they get from and one thousand nine hundreds rupiahs they resell to their employees. And I, as one of the employees get the benefit more than my agent. From this job, I have a fee around one thousand and one hundred rupiahs from each. But can you imagine by this number multiplying by ten item of newspapers I deliver everyday, that's my salary for a day. Then I should make my need and my father's need. This's not as a piece of cake on what people think about life. I have to strengthen my effort to fulfill all of these. Only for my father and my future. I am proud through my difficulties.
This job has been being occupied since 1949 by Mr.Joko and his family. Starting from his grand father who worked there four years after PT. Kedaulatan Rakyat was built. It seems to be a wealth inheritance for the family, no land, no house, no diamond for them, yet indeed a job as the inheritance. I have ever asked to Mr. Joko such a silly question, why he decide to continue his father's job rather than finding other jobs who could give him more salaries. Though, for him is not a difficult thing to get it. What makes me so amazed at him is the answer. He told me that working is not only finding a lot of money but also getting a convenient, that's a comfort. He said that they way he is now is the best cosiness he feels. One of good lessons I get from my lives. We should do what we are feeling bless at it, not because of financial.
