Dusk And Suffering

8. Anger in the Heart

"So who took my report card, Ma, Pa?" coral asked with great hope one of them was willing to take the report card at school.

"Mama" said Akmal.

"Papa." Clara answered.

They throw responsibility at each other. Already Coral guessed, they would end up noisily for any business. Soon there will be a war of mouths and some objects floating, broken and destroyed.

"You, your mother. I work, don't be selfish." Akmal loudly said that in front of the Coral.

"Yes, I have an important meeting tomorrow. You, you work in your own company, can at will enter at what time. Once you take it, don't keep going" Clara protested.

The thirteen-year-old coral had to swallow a bitter pill by watching his parents fight. If you don't fight, shut up at the same time.

At a young age, Karang thought what was wrong with his parents? Why do they always fight with loud and rough voices. All the talk he always hears.

"Mom, why do you and Dad always fight? Never got along even a day. Once they don't fight, they shut up." Coral asked her baby sitter a few years ago.

"Sorry, Mas Karang. Nor do you know why they fight so often. It's not the realm of mama either to know about it. Yes, Mas Karang do not need to be horrified, yes. Don't think about it. We'd better keep learning, "persuade babby sitter.

No one knows until now why they fight every day. The reef doesn't have to ask who. Once upon a time Karang asked his father and mother. Their answer was simply unacceptable as an excuse to quarrel.

The living coral is a treasure, whatever he wants will be in front of his eyes. It was even possible that if Karang asked for a house and a car in a matter of hours there would be two of those objects in front of his eyes. But Corals don't need that, Corals need both parents, they need the love, love and protection that Karang never got. Both of his parents were busy working and fighting. They do not have time to pay attention to their children.

"Already, Ma, Pa. No need to fight." Karang's words managed to stop their fighting. Akmal and Clara look compactly turned towards the child.

"You always fight for the little things. If you don't want to take my report card, yes. Don't have to be taken. Let me tell the homeroom teacher that I have parents but they're busy with the world." The coral covered away after saying that.

The guilt faces on both of his faces. Then they looked in silence and silence.

"Your satisfaction? You always provoke my emotions. Forget that you have children. Just do what you do, just care about the money. Let me take my son's report card," Akmal said passed from there following the boy who was drowning his head by leaning against the bed.

Slowly Akmal opened the door of the Coral room. He saw his shoulders shaking violently, trying to hold back his cries so that no other ears could be heard.

Akmal walked slowly towards the only flesh blood. Sit next to him and hug the second time he folds up.

"Then what? What the hell were you guys doing? Not only that, every day you are like that, you fight and race whose voice is the loudest. As if you forgot you had me. Not paying attention to my feelings. Do you think that I don't understand your quarrel? I'm not a baby, Pa. I've been thirteen years," Karang argued, raising his head and looking down at his father.

"Yes, Papa knows that Papa's son has grown up. I understand the situation around him. Sorry, Papa the same Mama, yes. We should not fight in front of you. Sorry, let Papa take your report tomorrow. Don't cry, it's." Akmal embraces the shoulders of the still sobbing Coral.

"Didn't you love each other until you never got along with each other?" ask the Coral suddenly.

"Fighting often does not mean not dear. Lt's..."

"Then what? I've never seen you guys get along. Never seen you kidding or watching TV together. Like my other friends. Papa knows? I have a friend whose life is simple, even very mediocre. But she gets everything, affection, love, attention, time from both her parents. And all that I never got from you guys. I'm so jealous of him."

"You have everything, son. Mom and Dad love you."

"But you guys showed me? All I know is you guys are fighting and working. All I know is, you guys care more about those two things. I never ask for a lot of money, a lot of toys, whatever I have. But I don't get what I want. I just want time and love from you. Should I buy it with money? I'll make some money if that's what you're asking for." The coral got up from its seat and crawled to its big bed. He put himself to sleep and covered his entire body to the limit of the neck. He tried not to care that his father was still there.

Akmal stared at the skinny little boy. He lowered his head and massaged his temple, as if he was regretting what he had done.

Akmal moved closer to his son and kissed the boy long on the forehead. Slowly stroked his two cheeks that looked thin. Justify the blanket and turn off the lights. And then hurry up from there.

'I don't know why I'm being this selfish. If only I hadn't lost track of him. If I hadn't gotten married for venting my anger, it wouldn't have been like this. I'm not going to sacrifice the two people I'm supposed to look after. It's my fault, it's all my fault. My heart is still adrift one name that until now I still keep. But I don't know, how and what he's doing right now. He may be happy with his family. As for me, slumped, buried, and drowned in wounds."

Akmal opened the door to his room. He saw the figure of the woman who accompanied his day of the past fourteen years. The woman he made a sacrifice for the loss of someone he loved during his life.

"What are you doing now? Is he angry again?" For the first time, Clara melts her ego by talking to Akmal first.

"Sleep. He sleeps with the sadness we create. Why is it so hard to hear what I ask? How many times have I told you not to work."

"Don't I ever sit quietly at home at your request? I've obeyed what you asked for. But you still can't appreciate me as a woman and your wife. You haven't changed, so what do I do? We better split up, let Coral decide who he wants to live with."

"So your mouth! Don't expect there to be a farewell between us. I know what it's like to be in a position where I have to decide I have to go with Dad or Mom. Don't you ever think about it again."

"If that's what you want. Fix your attitude towards me. I didn't ask you to marry me, you came to my parents and said you loved me. I just found out that love hurts this much."

Akmal and Clara again clashed by staring at each other with angry gazes.