A Letter to My Mom

Chapter 1: The moaning restrained the poor girl

CHAPTER 1

"Mili, you're a big boy now. You must be able to be independent and be a good brother to your sisters" said Ayudia.

"Yes, Ma." Milian smiled broadly as he looked at the tiny baby beside his mother.

The one-year-old baby is his third sister. His other two siblings are eight and four years old. Their father was a sailor and was rarely at home.

Milian has two younger brothers and one younger sister. The girl is not even ten years old, but has been taught to be independent. Not just taking care of himself, but taking on other responsibilities.

His mother worked as a stone-breaking worker and had to leave the three younger Milian brothers. The little girl did not go to school, as there would be no one to look after her sister if she went to school. However, he was grateful, because he had tasted school even though only two years.

*Two years later.

The father reportedly died while sailing with another fishing troupe. His body was not found. Either eaten by a large fish or drowned to the bottom of a very deep ocean.

"Billi! Bring some warm water!" Ayudia shouted to her eldest daughter.

"Yes, Ma!" The girl is twelve now. Ayudia's attitude changed towards Milian, even though the girl was born from her womb.

Ayudia was more concerned with her three children and seemed to be favoritism to Milian. The girl remembered her father's advice before going sailing. (Be a good son and brother. You are the biggest among your brothers. Watch them, obey your mother's orders, and never complain.)

Brak!

"What the fuck are you? Wanna blister your sister's skin, huh? It's too hot, Mili. Replace with warmer!"

"Good, Ma."

Milian left in a hurry. He fell in the kitchen and was doused in water from a plastic container he was carrying. The skin of his hands and feet is flushed.

Pain, heat, and pain. However, Milian did not dare to cry. He can't complain. Her father's words became the guide of Milian's life, although he felt clearly, the mother did not care about him.

"This is the water, Ma" Milian said after refilling the plastic container with warmer water.

"Bow Typhoon and Bayu!" 

"Good, Ma." 

Typhoon was ten years old and Bayu was six. It is no problem bathing Bayu, but Typhoon is already big. By the time Milian was the age of Typhoon, he had bathed himself and done everything himself.

Not only bathing and wearing clothes, Milian also cooks, babysits, takes care of the house. Every time his mother came from work, he brought bread. However, only Milian was not given. 

"Turfan took a bath himself, yes. The typhoon, right, is already big," said Milian.

His sister immediately cried loudly. Ayudia who was compressing Desi's forehead rushed to the bathroom located behind a simple wooden house. If so, Milian was beaten by his mother.

"You can't take good care of your sisters, huh! What happened to Typhoon?"

Ayudia's eyes seemed to be about to jump out. The look of hatred made Milian's entire body seem to be glued to the ground he was on. He was not even given a chance to defend himself.

The ten-year-old typhoon smiled. He did not want to shower himself because he was lazy. His younger brother considered Milian a maid.

Twelve-year-old child, treated like a servant in his own home. His own mother and younger brother did not consider it. Milian should not even cry and complain under such circumstances. 

"It's done. Brother will take clothes, you walk yourself inside" said Milian.

"Take me to my room!"

"But~"

Typhoon threatened to yell at his mother if Milian was not willing to carry his sister to the room. Milian did not get the lunch ration earlier, then he did the task that should be done by a housewife. He often received a penalty for eating rations. Her body was thin, her face dirty, and her hair unkempt.

"Don't call mom! Brother will carry you to the room." 

Milian squatting. As the fat Typhoon climbed onto his back, it felt as if the bones in his back were broken, even if it was just a feeling. Milian and Typhoon's weight was much different.

Typhoon weighs 35 kilograms, while Milian only twenty kilograms at the age of twelve years. He carried Typhoon with great difficulty. While the sister laughed broadly seeing her brother exhausted.

The little girl put on her clothes and pants. Finished dressing Taufan, Milian still had to dress Bayu. His three sisters had a clean appearance. It was because there was Milian who always took care of them, so he did not have time to take care of himself.

Finished dressed by Milian, Typhoon and Bayu went to the dining room. Ayudia accompanied them to dinner. Milian was only able to swallow the saliva while rubbing his stomach which sounded.

'Am I wrong to ask my mom for a little food? Nah! Mom will be angry and I will be beaten again.'

Milian chose to go into his room. As he became his only child, he received all the attention of his parents. Ayudia began to change as she gave birth to a son.

For Ayudia, boys are more useful. Boys will work and make money, while girls will only be a burden. Milian did not feel his mother's speech was wrong, because it was in their village on average like that.

Although women are considered unable to make money, they still treat their daughters well. Not like Ayudia who enslaved her eldest daughter. Milian thought, it's because she's a girl.

However, when Desi was born, Ayudia's attitude in treating Milian's younger sister was different. Desi is very pampered and all her wishes are always granted. Every time he earns a wage, he always buys new clothes for Desi and Milian's two younger brothers.

Alone lying in the washroom and stuffy. Milian tried to close his eyes, hoping that the hunger was gone as he fell asleep. However, he felt an incredible pain.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Ma," call Milian. He grimaced in front of his mother's room in the middle of the night.

"What's wrong? You didn't know that mom was so tired of taking care of the sick Desi! Why are you interrupting mama's rest, huh?! Really …."

Ayudia did not even look towards Milian whose face was as deathly pale as a corpse. Seeing her mother's anger, the little girl returned to the room while enduring the pain. Crying quietly in her room.

"I'm in pain, Ma," said the girl.

"Hiks …. Hicks …."

Twelve-year-old girl, moaning, enduring the pain in a dark and cramped room. The house has three rooms. One room was used by his mother, one room by Bayu and Taufan, while the front room was filled by Desi alone. Ayudia balked when Milian asked to sleep in the room with Desi.

*Connected*