Narrative

Experienced on Car Stuck

The holiday was over; it was the sign for me to go back to Semarang. It was the best place for me to study. I had big ambition. It was to improve my GPA in the following semester.

‘I must study vigorously in the fourth semester.” I said softly when I was preparing lunch. “Study hard is my priority. Father, mother you will be proud of me.” Suddenly, my fantasy vanished because my father arrived. He drove an old car which sounds was very loud rough. My family used to call it Si Gesit. I run quickly to open the gate. I took a look to our blue old car which the paint began to abrade while the bumper began to rust. The dent of the right and left side on that car remembered me an accident. It happened when for the first time I tried to park Si Gesit but I bumped the wall of our garage.

My father approached to me after parking Si Gesit. “My dear, can you guess?” my father asked mysteriously. “Guess what, father?” I replayed curiously. “I have a ticket for you”, my father said “Ticket for you to go back to Semarang.” I was very happy at that time.

The date on the ticket showed that I must go back to Semarang on Sunday, first March 2015 at 7 a.m. I was very surprise after knowing that I must go to the bus agency an hour before the bus departed since my house was far from that place. “It is too early father.” I declared. “Do not worry my dear. As long as we have Si Gesit every problem will be solved.” My father explained confidently. I returned to the dining room then took a look on a calendar. “I just have only a day to prepare anything father.” I cried.

I woke up very early on Sunday morning to make sure I would not late. For several times I also rechecked my bag to make sure that there is no one of the things were missing. But, how shocked I was when I knew my father who had promised to accompany me to the bus agency was still sleeping. My mother initiative awaken my father. I felt this morning was the busy time that I ever had.

After everything was ready, my father, my mother, my little sister and I departed from our house by car. My father drove very fast since the limited time we had. We must go through 30 km to arrive to the bus agency. We just had passed for about 10 km when Si Gesit stopped unexpectedly. It was stuck in the middle of the street. How panic we were. Although, our old car was commonly stuck but it was the wrong time for it happened.

 “This is your fault father.” My little sister said. “You do not check the car condition a day before. Do not you?” My mother added. “Father, how can this happen in such situation?” I said.  My mother, my little sister and I blamed my father since he did not check the car condition a day before. In fact, Si Gesit was ran out of gasoline. My father did not pay attention toward our blame. He borrowed an old bicycle from someone he did not know then paddled very fast seek for gasoline.

Ten minutes latter, I saw my father came back brought two bottles full of gasoline. He looked very tired but still spread nice smile. His face was full of sweat. “Do not worry, we will arrive on time my dear.” He tried to make me quite. “It is ok father.” I replied slowly while tried not to cry. I only saw my father effort from inside the car. I just realized that my father was very care about me. He would do anything for his family. I considered every one had a chance to make mistake including my father that did not check the car condition a day before. But, that mistake was nothing than his attempt.

My father full fills the gasoline to the tank by himself. At that time our car became center of people attention. They saw at us strangely. But, my family was accustomed with such condition. Moreover I also ever had experienced in car stuck when I drove alone.

After waiting several time finally my family could continuous our passage. My father drove like a jet. “Let’s go for having races!”cried my father. I was rather fearful eventually we could arrive in the bus agency. I was about to late but the bus driver was very kind to let me enter he bus. Every one on the bus seemed angry with me but actually it just only my feeling.

During in the way, I was thinking about my family who very care about me. I also thought about Si Gesit that was commonly stuck in the middle of the way but it stored various stories of our family. We found of Si Gesit although it was too old for having far travel.  Suddenly my phone rang. My mother texted me to inform that Si Gesit was stuck again because of trouble on its machine. I though instant that may be my family was the only one who very experienced about car stuck.