The Unseen Sacrifices by Father

" Dad lied"

''Dad, eat now.''

''Okay, son. Dad ate. Son, eat."

''Dad, let's share the blanket here.Dad, It's cold."

"Okay son. Dad can handle the cold. Son, sleep well."

"Dad, why aren't you sleeping yet...?"

"Dad's not sleepy yet. Okay, go back to sleep. Okay,

'' Dad, we're going on a trip.Iwant to too."

''That's right.Okay, Dad, I'll find some money."

"Dad, this is water."

"No, it's up to you. We still have a long way to go, you might get thirsty.Dad isn's thirsty either.''

''Dad, I'm hungry. We haven't eaten yet.""

'' I'm sorry i didn't get paid today. Wait a minute, Dad is in debt. Wait for me"

''Dad, is your job hard.....? You always come home very tired."

'' That's not possible. Dad's job is easy. Don't worry about Dad, open the one I brought. I'm sure you'll be happy.

''Oh, new slippers! But my slippers are still in good condition. You should buy your own slippers.

broken,

"I can still use them, that's okay. Your new slippers, you can wear them when we go.

"Dad, thank you for bringing me."

"That's okay. "Come in."

I went into the school but I immediately stopped and looked at my father. He was running away in a hurry. I looked to see if the school security guard was watching, but he was talking to someone. I immediately ran outside and followed my father.

My father stopped at a construction site. I saw him apologizing to a man with a helmet on his head who was looking at him angrily. Then my father ran inside and came out wearing gloves and a helmet.

I hid as I watched my father lift heavy things. Sometimes the same man shouted at him when my father slowed down. I could see the fatigue on my father's face, but he still insisted on working.

I was surprised that my father didn't eat bread even when he was given a snack. He hid it in his damaged bag. His only food was water. Tears suddenly came to my eyes as I looked at my father.

When they went home, I followed my father again, But I was surprised that the road he came on was the opposite side of the road to our house.

Dad was pushing a long cart when he entered and came out of the big house. There were two wrapped baskets, chicharon and quail eggs.

I followed him as Dad pushed the cart. He stopped when we were at the market. He adjusted his position. Some people also buy goods from him. He gives them a sweet smile to everyone who buys from him. Smile without getting tired.

I waited for a few more hours and there were only a few people there. I saw Dad on his knees. When I was near him, I stopped walking. I took the biscuit that I had put in my pocket.

Dad raised his head and looked straight at me. He was surprised to see me, he even looked at my whole body. His eyes stopped when he saw the biscuit in my hand.

"Dad, I know you are hungry." I said, holding back tears.

"I am not hungry. And what are you doing here...?"

"Don't lie, Dad. I've been following you for a while. You said it was easy."

"It's easy, brother. Dad can handle it, especially you."

"But Dad, you're tired."

"Yes, I'm tired, but when I think about what I'm doing for you, my fatigue goes away."

"Dad, I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to apologize for, son. I'm your father. It's my responsibility to give you a good life. My only wish is for you to study hard, son."

"Yes, sir. If you don't come today, I'm sorry."

"Let it be as long as you don't do it again."

I smiled and hugged Dad.

In everything, 'I'm not thirsty, son,' is the truth,

'I'm thirsty, son, but Dad is willing to endure it for you.'

To each one, 'I'm not hungry, son. Dad is full' That's the truth

'Dad is hungry, but I know you need it more.'

In everything, 'Dad doesn't have a cold,' is the truth,

'Dad is getting cold, but your little body needs it more.'

In everything, 'I'm not sleepy yet,' is the truth,

I can't sleep. I wonder how we're going to pay our bills.'

Always 'I'm not tired.' Dad can do that, it's true.

I'm tired, but you can handle it Dad. No matter how many jobs I have to enter, I'm ready to give you a good life.

Dad lied.

He lied about his true feelings to give me a good life.

Love and appreciate every father. You can't even see what they do. Or you feel that you're not worth it to them. You're wrong. Remember, fathers are great liars. They can hide their hardships and fatigue. They work hard and tirelessly to give you a good life.

If you get angry because you feel like you're not with them, that they don't love you, that you only see the wrong things, you make a mistake again. For every pain, every cry you feel, every time you think about them, they feel double the pain.

You don't know and don't see because they already lie about their true feelings. Nothing can compare to the love a father has for his son.