Friendship

(Muhammad Zacky S.)

By the time the fifth grade , David was a small child who is less socially . David bodies thin , oversized glasses , david also often out of the house with a neat shirt . Probably because it was not much want to be friends with david .

         Because rarely have friends , each finished school , David would immediately come home, playing video games all day . If it were so , the time was fleeting . Once seated for playing the game alone could spend more than six hours . strange in retrospect again , because in those days there was no sophisticated games like call of duty , at best only Mario Bross. But plays plumber from Italy it was enough to make david happy.

         Father and mother repeatdly reminded david not often play video game and play real: play with normal human beings. However, as usual, david only replied,

         “my friends all the way home, mom.”

Or “my friends there is not that exciting, mom.”

         At the time, david felt would never find a friend to play fun. Childhood playmates who would david remember until old age. Friends who can make david forget to play video games.

         Until one afternoon.

         That afternoon, david was preparing to play Sonic : The Hodgehog in Sega Genesis david favourite. CD is damaged, so david was busy blowing the bottom. For a living at that time, certainly understand, this is how we fix the broken CD. Not fix really, but it seems his CD even getting damaged due to mixed david’s plaque. The picture doesn’t turn up on television. The intention of playing the game that afternoon threatened to fail.

         That time, the father came home from work. With a mustache who began to wilt because of the work day. He approached david.

         “what are you doing?” he asked.

         “this, dad. CD is faulty.” David pointed toward sonic CD.

         Father smiled broadly.

         “it’s a sign that you should stop playing games. While the father was your age, there is no game. You can be stupid if play the game continues.”

         “really, dad?” asked david.

         “yes, you’ll be stupid. Can not count anymore.”

         “really”

         “yes, yesterday daddy’s friend his son playing video games, so now he’s lost his memory, david. He’s crazy.”

         Okay, so here david knew that his father had started composing.

         “exhausted, not knowing what else to play what, dad.” Said david

         Father thought for a moment, and then as an idea came to father from the air, he called steady, “we play kite!”

         This first time father asked david to play kites. Whatever was on his mind, but he looks so enthusiastic. He told assistant household buy a kite. Half an hour later, he was busy rolling up the thread in the living room. Once ready, the father ran out of the house. When david would catch up with him, the mother suddenly out of her room.

         She asked, “david, you want to play a kite?”

         “Yes, why mom?” asked david.

         “already wear sunblock yet?” asked the mother.

          David shock his head.

         “mom, where there is a boy playing a kite wear sunblock? Coward really.”

         “ouch, david, then if your skin is charred, how?”

         When david has not had time to say anything else, his mother has been busy smearing david body with sunblock.

         Hands, neck and feet eddy looks shiny and sticky, eddy like a man who’d spit a gang.

         Eddy out of the house, and immediately complained to the father.

         Eddy says “Dad, time to play kites just said mother has to wear sunblock?”

         “omg!” Father patted his forehead “father has not been made!”

         Father ran into the house five minutes later, he came out of the house. So, this is where we are now, father and son with the body-glassy shiny standing in the middle of the street complex.

         Eddy looking onto the street, and say to my father, “dad, instead of flying kites to be out in the field huh?”

         “ah, you this. Flying kites only need two: wind and expertise like your daddy.” Father replied, patting his chest.

Thick mustache waing gently in the wind. Father stuck his hands into the air, trying to guess the direction of the wind.

         He nodded to himself, then said “ah, you stand there.” He pointed to few moters to the left. Eddy raise a hand, holding the kite aloft.

With many interisting times, the kite was flying high into the blue sky.

         Not until ten minutes, eddy’s father realized there was another green kite in the air. Father appointed him, and said to eddy to advance steadily.