message in a suitcase

This morning I brewed a cup of coffee by adding a teaspoon of sugar which I then sipped in the living room I burned a cigarette to relax my mind which felt empty in my heart.

I looked at a photo frame displayed on the wall in the living room I took down the photo of my parents at that time there was a young me in my mother's arms I smiled when I saw it which made me reminisce about that time and I missed her, my mother who had long since passed away tragically leaving me with the father and still felt the warmth of the two of them

But today it is only ten days since the departure of my father because of his health condition and his age has also been advanced in my lifetime I have spent more time with my father since the departure of the mother my faithful father has never looked for his replacement which I understand there is no woman who can replace the mother's position in my father's heart he loved her very much

While cleaning the ashes that stuck to the photo frame, I remembered the time of my life with my father whose job was not fixed, whatever he did to be able to fulfill my life and school needs so that I could hold a bachelor's degree.

In the world of work, my father never chose, starting from selling newspapers at the red light intersection at the crossroads and becoming a loading and unloading curler at the traditional market to becoming a construction worker, he did it to meet my needs.

While dancing a deep breath I put the photo back in its original place and I remembered one message from him, namely my father he asked to open an old suitcase in the closet if after his departure from this world I immediately went to the room to open the closet under a pile of clothes an old suitcase that was worn out due to age I asked myself if this was my parents' honeymoon suitcase

Then I took the suitcase and brought it to the living room which looked shabby I put it on the table My heart was very curious but I just looked at it I didn't feel like I could open it My heart and mind were very chaotic at that time then I finished the remaining coffee while it was still warm so far I was still stuck with my thoughts remembering the beautiful days with them

The sound of the clock on the wall made me jerk in my reverie which accidentally my gaze was directed again to a table where the old suitcase that was the center of my thoughts then I approached to open it what I saw was incredulous The contents were documents and military clothes complete with attributes and several award pins I saw a photo of my father when he was young, it turned out to be a soldier

Then I read a document that reads the slogan “death is not sought success is not praised” complete with a description of military graduates as special forces assigned as State intelligence with a rank listed on his uniform sergeant major Now I just understand why my father did not choose a permanent job it turns out that my father was an informant in the military who had to mask identity to the general public including his family

Then I read a will with the message that he did all that for the security of the family as instructed by the military and some valuable papers including savings that were bequeathed to me and asked to use them wisely.

This is the story of the truth that I discovered from an old suitcase