A Good Daughter

[Winner of writing competition "PERTANDINGAN CIPTA MAGIS CERITA ANJURAN IMAN SEMPENA PBAKL 2022" by IMAN Publication]

I think I've missed the weather forecast this morning. My ignorance costs me to drench myself on my way home. I forgot my raincoat in misfortune. Which I always have it with me but surprisingly, not today. And to make it worse, even the bus driver refused to take me in. So here I am, with a pool in my shoes, dragging myself home. It is unfair to be the only one in this town soaked by rainfall, since everybody else seems to come out dry and clean, as I notice.

I can imagine how I look like. Wet, freezing, and pale. I have walk for almost thirty minutes, but I am far from getting drier. Strange, I believe, but I can only care less. The thought of Mother's resentment haunts me, and it fills up my worry capacity. Mother will not like this, I think.