Yang dikorupsi bukan proyek mewah atau barang mewah, melainkan pakan satwa. Dampaknya bukan sekadar angka dalam laporan keuangan, tetapi tubuh yang kurus, hewan yang sakit, dan nyawa yang hilang. Mirisnya, korbannya bahkan tidak bisa meminta keadilan.
My dad was never the affectionate type. He didn’t say “I love you.” He didn’t hug much. He showed up, went to work, paid the bills, and stayed quiet.
Growing up, I used to think he didn’t really see me.
I remember once in high school, I told him I wanted to go on a school trip. It wasn’t even expensive, but he said no. Just “we can’t afford it.” No explanation. I cried in my room and told myself that if he cared, he would’ve found a way.
Years later, after he passed, my mom gave me a small box of his things. Old receipts, his watch, random papers he kept.
At the bottom was a folded document. It was a savings account.
In my name.
Opened the same year he told me we “couldn’t afford” that trip.
I looked through the statements. Every single month, without fail, he had been putting money into it. Even during years I knew things were hard. Even during the time he was working two jobs and barely sleeping.
The balance was enough to cover almost my entire college tuition.
I realized in that moment, he didn’t say no because he didn’t care.
He said no because he was choosing my future over my present disappointment.
He let me think he was the bad guy so one day, I wouldn’t have to struggle.
He never explained. Never took credit. Never told me what he was doing.
He just carried it quietly.
And somehow, that hurt more than if he hadn’t done it at all.
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its very important to re-read your favorite books at different stages of your life. the story hasn’t changed, but you & your perspective has and that’s the point.