The night was... My dad told a similar story which is one of his favorite Usually my dad would tell this same story to the new guy
But that night... My father told me When we all family sat down, had dinner, and ate fried frogs
My father told me as if I was the new guy or as if he had never told it before to me My dad was very excited to tell the story
That many years ago... He was with his Hong Kong friends They went to Bali Island
I've memorized the story from begin to end and I'm about to say, "Well ... you've told this story dozens of times to me". But my dad's happy face made me cancel it.
I felt that I should do is just shut up and listen. Silence without cutting. Listening to him not only in passing
My father then continue the story... That in Bali they visited a restaurant. At that time they were ordered pigeon menu
and after few hours waiting... Instead of a waitress who came over, the dish did not come. "I'm sorry sir, it has been a long wait, those pigeons are very hard, we didn't get them even just one", the waitress said.
My father and his friends chuckled of laughter to hear the waitress
"Do you want to replace with another menu?" asked the waiter confused and embarrassment
Finally... My father and his friends decided to order frogs And in a short time the waitress served them with a number of very many frogs A big plate full, lots of frogs stacked Until they can not afford to spend
Whenever my dad told this story... He was always laughing, it was a funny and silly experience in his life.
A few days later... My father died while driving his car in a traffic accident.
How lucky I was... Because I was sitting still and listening to my father. So I will always have his smile and his happy face for the last time...
*PS: In Indonesia, pigeons and frogs are common to eat
My father had a suitcase A place to store his valuables We never know what's inside Because we respect the privacy of my father Besides, we also have to guess what would be the contents Definitely my father's precious treasure such as certificates, land, bonds, birth, marriage, letters, etc.
After my father died For the first time Our whole family had to open dad's suitcase We were thumping as it turns out the bag is much heavier than we thought Should some certificate sheets was not as heavy as it
Slowly we put the suitcase We have just seen that the suitcase has a code So far, none of us were notified of our father's suitcase code We've been worried about whether we will manage to open the suitcase while we do not know the code On the upper side of suitcase there is a neat row of zeros My eldest sister tried to open and found the suitcase was not locked Apparently my dad was deliberately not put the code in it "Unlocked!!" my sister exclaimed
Together we look to see the contents of the suitcase And we all are have the same reaction could not restrain emotion and tears because it turns out the father suitcase contained of our photos his wife's who is also our mother his daughters who is my sisters and me his son in law who is our husbands and his grandchildrens
Oh ... Dad ... evidently we are your precious treasure We were on top More valuable than letters and certificates that are in the bottom of the stack With our silly and ridiculous poses We pictured with dad We pictured as a whole family have lunch together We pictured on vacation We pictured with ducks and geese in the town park
Now, after our father died when our family was not complete as before Really felt that family is the most precious treasure Whoever will not be able to replace How much ever will not be able to afford Whatever will not be able to measure the value Howsoever will not be able to change the precious treasure,