Roses

Roses

The sweet scent of blooming roses filled the morning sunrise as I opened the window of my bedroom after having such a long nap. Standing before me was a garden of roses where it reminded me of the time when I helped dad with the garden, I was complaining back then because it took my nap time after the tiring day of school but now I couldn’t believed myself that those flowers were the things that I obsessed to after all that hard time I’ve been through. It felt like that thing was just happened yesterday before dad leaves me for eternity.

I was at Japan for a very long time. After graduated from University of Osaka, I decided to stay there. I told dad about it long before I leave him. I remembered my dad said something before my departure. He told me to come back to visit him and the garden once or two every year but sadly it didn’t turn out as he expected to. I knew deep inside his heart that I have hurt him so bad. After all I’m the only family he got after mom involved in tragic accident 10 years ago.

It was my last year in high-school. I was waiting for my o’lvl result along with the promised scholarship to Japan. The Principal told us that whoever achieved a brilliant result will automatically assigned to the scholarship. I was so excited at the first time I heard this. I always wanted to go to Japan since I was a child. Dad and mom supported me and pushed me to go for it and surprisingly I did. Finally after waited for three months, the day I’ve been waiting for has come. I couldn’t believe my eyes that I achieved grade ‘A’ distinction for every of my subject. I even asked my friends to checked it for me because I’m afraid that my eyes were blinded by some kind of cheap trick or something but it was true, I really got an ‘A’ for eight subjects. My friends poke my shoulder asking me to buy them a drink since I got an excellent result beating the best student in school which appeared to be my best friend. Ecstatic about my result I ran home to tell my family about this. I couldn’t wait to see mom’s happy face and dad calling “well, whose son is that?” after I show them my result but alas a second of a good moment will never complete without a minute sad moment. I started to learn this after I knew that mom died being crashed by a truck during her walk to the supermarket. I cried endlessly in front of mom’s grave until those tears of mine dried up. Dad tried to cheer me up by having a party to celebrate my achievement on my o’lvl exams which also my farewell party since I’m going to Japan. At first, I decided to stay with my dad but then he convinced me that he could take care of himself. It was hard for both of us but he wanted me to focus on my future. Before I went to Japan, both of us exchanged promises.

Unfortunately, it seemed that both of us didn’t keep that promise or maybe we truly forgot about it. After graduated, a company offered me a job as an executive manager. I accepted the offer and told dad about it. Funny, after all the time I spent in Japan that was the first time I ever call my dad. That phone call was still vivid in my memories. I remembered that he was a little surprised when he heard my voice on the day of his birthday. I could hear him crying that time. I knew he missed me so much since I haven’t called him in years. He was so mad at me because I didn’t give him any phone call or sent him a letter but I told him that I’m going to visit him next month as an apology. I left him my contact number for him to contact me at any time. He thanked me for the call and told me that was the greatest birthday present he ever had from me also he told me that he couldn’t wait for my homecoming. Regrettably, that first phone call I gave him was also the last time we ever talk. A week after that, I’ve been waiting for him to call me but it was hopeless. The phone never rang for his name. I was so worried so I decided to call him instead of waiting for him call me.


To be continued…