moving house

I thought for a moment and a little daydreamed, imagining how my life will be in the future? It's like a dream when I'm here.

House!

Yes, at home, I rarely go home, sleep in my bed or just eat with my family.

My family is quite complicated, and busy. They are so busy working that they forget that they have their only daughter.

I live temporarily with my grandmother and grandfather, they are people I love.

Mom and dad called me.

"Esmeralda, are you awake, son?" They knocked on my door.

I was silent for a moment and didn't hear the knocking sound.

"Honey, are you awake?" This time it was my mother who called me.

I can't bear to have to ignore their calls lovingly.

"I'm awake ma'am" I said standing up.

"Breakfast is ready, let's have breakfast together"

The three of us headed for the dining table, this time it was my mother who cooked.

Mom's cooking is the best.

"Mum and dad aren't working today?"

They both looked at each other, probably quite confused about what to say to me.

I know they work today too, but they make little time for breakfast together. It doesn't matter to me right now it's enough to make me happy.

"Finish breakfast first," my father said.

I nodded and finished my food.

"There's something mom and dad have to say now, son," said my mother.

"What's wrong ma'am? Is it really important?"

"I think it's been a long time, until now the time is right"

I'm a little nervous about what you want to tell me.

Does he want to say that I'm not really their child!

That's not possible!

And maybe!

I'm confused!

I looked into the faces of my parents, wondering what they wanted to tell me.

"Father, mother and you are moving to Korea!" Say my father.

"Suddenly like this?" I said.

"It's been a very long time, actually."

"But this is very sudden father, grandmother and grandfather how will it be? My school? My friends?"

"Calm down baby" Mom tried to calm me down.

"When are we moving?" I said frowning angrily.

"The day after tomorrow"

"The day after tomorrow?!"

"Yes dear"

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Back to room!

This time I can't be selfish, I'm old enough and have to make my own decisions.

It's hard to leave this beloved country of mine! Haha!

There are so many memories with grandparents, they are quite old and need someone to accompany them. If not me then who else?

I called my grandmother.

"Hello grandma and grandpa how are you?" I asked how he was, because this week I was at my parents' house.

"We are good, dear"

Grandma always spoke very softly, suddenly Grandpa spoke.

"Are you okay there esme?"

"Yeah! I'm very good here" I tried to make the atmosphere more cheerful.

"We've heard from your parents, you're moving abroad right?" Grandpa asked.

I can't answer yet, it feels weird to want to cry but can't.

"Go, don't worry about us here. You have to obey your father and mother they do this to want to give the best for you dear"

"B-but, I will miss you both"

I immediately cried, grandpa gave the phone to grandma. He doesn't like showing his sadness to people.

"My dear, don't cry, we can still make calls. Today's era is sophisticated. You are already grown up and have to see the world out there"

We talked for a long time, Grandma turned off the phone and ended by saying.

"We will always love you wherever you are Esme"

~Exactly Today~

Korea,

A country that makes everyone want to come here, see how beautiful this country is. But more beautiful my beloved country which is second to none.

"Where will we live?" I asked them.

"At our house" Dad replied and turned to me who was behind with a smile.

"We have a house here?" I said very enthusiastically.

"Yes, this is your house, father bought it especially for your beloved father's daughter"

My father and mother are very happy, they always smile all the way.

I looked out the car window, and missed my grandparents.

"Shall we meet my brother here?" I asked mother.

He looked silent and a second later answered.

"Of course, he really misses you and always asks how you are doing"

"Hmm, I miss you too"

I am the second of two siblings, I have an older brother who lives in Korea. He studied here and was very smart.

Mom always said to follow my sister's example if you want to be like my sister.

But I always tell mom

"I want to be myself Mom, brother and I are different, we both have our strengths and weaknesses"

Brother is a smart kid, but I'm just as smart as my brother. yes even if only a few i can!

Dad always said to be yourself in any case, don't care what people out there say.

be yourself!

live the way you want!

just don't be mean to anyone!

i love daddy! love him so much!

Thank you dad, I will always be there for you whenever it is.

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Seoul South Korea.

Wake up, wash your face and get ready to go to a new school.

It's so bad!

If I can protest I will protest to my mother!

But I can't, I'm an obedient child!

"After mom takes you to school, mom will go straight to work" he said, he was busy spreading jam on bread and then gave it to me.

"Are you okay with a house this big?" I asked.

"Hmm a little, mom is looking for a maid and haven't found her yet"

"Ohh, dad already left?"

"Your father has already left."

"Then brother? When will he come home?"

"He will be home tonight he said"

"You're not coming for breakfast?"

"I've had breakfast first, if you're done mom wait downstairs dear"

"Hmm" I nodded.

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.

.

.

The two of us were already in the car, my mother took me and had a little chat with the principal there.

Turns out they knew each other.

Mother said goodbye to me, didn't forget her habit of kissing my forehead and then saying.

"Take care of yourself, you're your mother's only daughter, study hard and be nice to your friends"

Here in the teacher's room, I was told to sit on a chair, my teacher was actually my homeroom teacher being called by the principal who knows what they were talking about.

Soon he came and told me to follow him.

I just obeyed, and we entered the classroom which was very noisy and then suddenly very quiet with our arrival.

"Children, introduce us to the arrival of a new student here, introduce your name son" my teacher told me to introduce the name, but I can't speak Korean.

How about this!

The homeroom teacher spoke to me in English.

How can you speak Korean, we moved here 2 days ago and didn't have time to learn Korean this fast.

"hello my name is esmeralda you can call me esme. sorry i use english because i can't speak korean"

I introduce my name.

"where do you come from" one of my classmate asked me.

"I come from Indonesia"

"Indonesia?? Fried noodles! Fried rice! Nice hahah" they laughed. Because that's what they know.

Then suddenly the homeroom teacher spoke to one of the students.

"Haikal, you're from Indonesia too, aren't you?"

I'm confused! In Korea there is something called Haikal!

He nodded his head without saying a word.

"You can sit there esme" the homeroom teacher showed an empty seat, near the one named Haikal.

He looks arrogant and cold.

I greeted him and he just nodded.

Huft.... the fate of transfer students is like this, they are always ostracized the first time.

Break time has arrived, I'm confused where to go and what to do?

Then a girl came to me.

"Hi Esme, introduce my name is Kim Eun Soo" he held out his hand to shake my hand.

I understood a little what he was saying, because I like watching Korean dramas.

"Hi, my name is Esme" I introduced myself with the little Korean I know.

"You can speak Korean apparently" he told me.

I just smiled awkwardly.

"Come with me, we have to have lunch in the cafeteria"

I followed his lead.

"You know Haikal? He is from your country"

Kim Eun Soo might think if we were in the same country then we would know each other.

I answer.

"What did you say? Sorry, I don't understand"

"Haikal, you know him, right? he is in the same country as you"

"but we are not in the same area with him"

"hehe I think it's the same"

I just nodded with Kim Eun Soo's words.

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"Haikal, your name is Haikal right? You can speak Indonesian?" I asked him because he was sitting right behind my chair.

He nodded.

"Where are you from? If I'm from Jakarta" I tried to remain gentle.

"Surabaya," he said simply.

"Wow, Surabaya? My grandmother and grandfather are also in Surabaya"

"Ohh" he just rejoice.

Then the teacher comes in and we have to start the lesson again.

To be continued