Extraordinary Husband (The Awesome Husband)

Piece of Cake

A compliment? Will the child who threatens his own brother get praise? Of course not, Adrian chose to quietly stare cynically at his son. A child who doesn't look like a student, is more like a bum.

It might even be that street children dress better than their red and white uniforms, which turn yellow. Used uniforms, giving neighbors, tattered with fragile fabrics due to washing too often.

His eyes may have been blinded by Mike's words. Not staring at his own flesh and blood with his heart. A father should not be pitying, knowing how thin and unkempt the body of one of his sons?

But the thing he saw from a different angle. A gibberish who bullies his own brother, his clothes symbolize the slums where he lives. A hard place, where the woman peddles her body.

Remember that woman again? It felt like Adrian had erased the cheap woman from his memory. The woman who returned sold her body without thinking about her feelings at all. Stupid right? Unable to have, unable to keep, yet able to insult the woman he loves because of jealousy.

"You have so many fathers, you better ask one of them to take it," he said, looking into the dull-faced child's eyes before him.

Tomy's little handcuffs holding Adrian's shirt limp. His hands trembled, he was lowered not wanting to prevent his father's departure again.

"Mike is too innocent for you to bother. I'll transfer him to another school. Don't go see or threaten her again. Trouble speaking (stuttering) may be God's punishment for you, who is rude and envious of your own brother. Maybe you will be smooth talking, if you behave well," he said advising the son he had never educated. Not even getting his affection was ever.

God's Punishment? It's ridiculous, you're the one who punishes a stuttering child. Stuttering is not due to God's grace or punishment on him. However, because the mental and physical you are hurting is too deep.

Adrian stepped up, leaving his son. Heavy, maybe that was how he felt, but the pain in his heart when he found out Merlin was selling his body again, and the words of Mike, his innocent weak-bodied son, closed his eyes. As if no longer want to care for a child who can only be bowed without wanting to cry.

His father's car drove off the front area of primary school. Not crying? Of course almost everything his father said was the truth.

His mother came with all kinds of men. Daddy's? Are they his father? The father who always leaves after enjoying his mother's body. Ignoring it, there were even some who had hit him. Only because of his growling with his mouth that was not fluent in speech.

"Tomy, it's only you who haven't taken the report card. Has your father come?" ask his homeroom teacher who has never met the parents of the smartest stuttering child in his class.

"Ti.ti... not a.. ti.ti father... don't come, '" Tomy tried to smile.

"What was it like last semester?" asked the homeroom teacher, sighing harshly. Replied with a nod by Tomy.

"Yes, the mother who will sign your rapormu, like the previous semester," he said, knowing little about the child before him. A child who has no guardian to simply sign his report card.

***

A iba? That's how he looked at Mike who was lying in bed all day. On the day of the report card, the boy suddenly returned ill.

Adrian sighs harshly, perhaps if he moves his weak-bodied son to a school with his abusive son will be able to finish Lia's mouth complaining incessantly to Adrian's extended family.

Complaining as if his two legitimate sons had gone unnoticed. Just defending a child out of wedlock who never even got a penny from him.

Until Adrian starts to leave the room, then Irgi enters.

"Not tired of sleeping all day?" ask Mike.

"Sister," Mike began to sit on his bed, smiling at Irgi.

"I know when you're really sick, and when you're just pretending. Why lie?" Irgi asked again with a rough sigh.

"I did not lie, my stomach did indeed have a chance." his words stopped, Irgi spoke faster than him.

"What did you do to the stutterer? Your homework, it's his handwriting, right?" said cynical.

"Sister, sister misunderstood him." The word that came out of her mouth was cut back.

"Whatever you do, I won't complain to you. Because you're also my brother." he said with a look of dislike, walking out of Mike's room.

Mike clenched his trembling hand. Her tears flowed, "You know what her real son knows.." he murmured.

Know everything? Mike knows who he is.

Mike has a weak physique when small, so often absent. Stayed home while her sister was in school.

A guest of his mother often comes when his father (Adrian) works. The guest he initially called uncle, a friendly person who loved him, bought him many toys.

Until he woke up in a fever. Walking in a gontai step was about to take a glass of water. A roommate? No, somehow Adrian and Lia have been sleeping in different rooms for a long time.

The door to his mother's room was half open, uncle Jimy was there, precisely on Lia's bed, wearing his clothes, which seemed, had previously been dated. The voice of the conversation he had heard was clear.

"Give this to my son." he said giving Lia a necklace.

Lia nodded, after showing the file what it contained to her lover. The forbidden relationship they had been in since Lia gave birth to Irgi.

Mike did not care much, continuing his journey back to the kitchen.

But a foolish indifference, right on his birthday. Lia gave the necklace to him. Mike just fell silent, Lia at that time did not tell everything.

But Mike knows enough, the meaning of the necklace that is always on his neck. He is different from Irgi or Tomy's biological son from the father who always spoiled him.

Slowly his heart turned increasingly cruel, crying alone. Fear of losing Adrian's affection if his identity is known.

You can only love me like a mantra that is always in your heart. Become a sharp knife layered in envy and fear of loss.

***

Day starts afternoon...

Adrian came home from his office, walking with his steps blocked Irgi. "Dad, my team went into the final round. Help me practice, huh!?" he smiled, carrying a football.

Mike stepped down the stairs, after waiting for some time from when Adrian's car was parked. The habit of the father who always steps first to his room. But today it is not.

Slowly looking for the whereabouts of his father, until it looks something that makes him disappointed. Adrian smiled and chuckled, kicking the ball, with Irgi as his goalkeeper.

Fingers clenched his hands, being the most noticed child was his desire. Why does Irgi suddenly have to exist?

***

Selfish may be the figure of a child who is too spoiled. A wrong education from his mother, made him see the world in a different way.

Today, it's his father's birthday. Guests from the upper middle class were present.

Tomy was wearing her best clothes. Just a short cloth trouser with a shabby t-shirt, but not a hole at all, cheap flip-flops are visible on his slightly scuffed legs. Waiting in front of the gate guarded by two security people.

A small cake was bought from the proceeds of selling ice candles that were stored for several days. A small cake that may only cost 20,000 rupiah. Not allowed to enter? Of course, all on Adrian's orders were too harsh on his son.

"Patience after the party is over, sir will let you in. Now there are still many important guests inside" he said. Tomy nodded in understanding, looking at the rows of luxurious cars, as well as the people who entered in with expensive looking clothes. Waiting while sitting near the gate, smiling at the cake in his hand. Security could only fall silent, staring pityfully at one of his young masters.

***

Mike silently stared expressionlessly, wanting that everything would only be his.

Grieets...

The big gate opened, "Give a gift to Mr. Adrian." said the security expectantly, so that the third young master (Tomy) also get the same affection.

Tomy enters it walking still in hopes of getting a smile from Adrian.

Just a smile of happiness from his father, was enough to make him happy.

His eyes looked around and found no one. Until the noise was heard, the boy walked quickly. His two brothers quarrel in the backyard, Mike starts to rant, yelling at Irgi.

Irgi is upset, pushing Mike to fall. Then it goes a few steps. Mike's hand held a medium-sized rock, preparing to throw it right at his brother's head.

Tomy who was near there, pulled Irgi, so that his head was not hit by a stone throw. Loss of balance falls simultaneously. Irgi's body landed right above his little sister's body. Until he was not hurt at all. But not with Tomy his elbow spits out fresh blood.

"Are you okay?" irgi asked, his eyes looking at his sister's body. Tomy shook his head, marking himself as fine, holding his elbow about to hide his wound.

"Stupid!! Your elbows are bleeding!!" he pulled Tomy's hand into his room.

Mike just fell silent, the thing he was thinking? What if Irgi complains to Adrian. No, he was the one who had to complain first.

***

The P3K box is perfectly sealed. Irgi looked pityfully at his sister who was sitting still holding a box of crushed cookies.

"That's a gift for dad?" tanyakanya.

Tomy smiled disappointedly,"I.i.

"I'm afraid, I won't accept your gift!! You better go home, your presence will only hurt yourself," said Irgi who is 4 years older than him.

"Ka.ka...you're a dumb bo." Tomy smiled with a rough sigh.

"Stupid!? You fucking kid!! I hate you!!" snapped Irgi pulled the collar of his sister's shirt.

"Ha..ha.today, A..a..I will me...gave you...help you, te....te.teri...thank you su...su..mego...treating me," said Tomy ambiguously, as if knowing what was going to happen.

"You only helped once, but that's so arrogant!!" he snapped, releasing the grip of his hand on the shabby t-shirt his brother was wearing.

"A.aku su.su...today ter..accustomed in.di.diben...hated a..dad. Kor...victim..victim a...aku ha..today," Tomy just smiled, has been hit by Mike's trap once. Maybe the Irgi will happen the same.

A brother who is not close to him? That is the figure of Irgi who is hard, emotional, completely irrational just rely on his emotions alone, not using his brain when berkidak in the emotions are overflowing. However, sincere hearted, and looks to love Adrian.

"What do you mean?" tanya Irgi clenched her forehead, not understanding the words of her mother's other sister.

"Irgi!!" adrian's voice calls begin to sound, looking for the whereabouts of his eldest son. With Mike in slightly dirty clothes walking after his father. Complain? That's what he did, as if he was the only one hurt, as a result of Irgi's encouragement.

"Ko.ko.ko.kill A...aku," said Tomy, holding his brother's fingers. At least, Irgi cared about treating her, that was enough for her.

Adrian looks upset, enters his eldest son's room,"Irgi!! What did you do to your sister!!" said snapping.

Irgi trembled, staring at the smile that was on Mike's lips. A smile that hints at everything.

"A.I am the me..memen. Brother i..irgi, ha.only to..kebe..incidentally le...passing," the words that come out of the child grow thin.

Her fingers tightly held Irgi's hand. Hope Irgi will justify his words.

Irgi just stared at Tomy. Adrian pulled his youngest son faster.

"Why are you acting as wild as your mother!!" snapped, pulling Tomy's hand violently.

Walking fast, Tomy who can not keep up with his father's steps is like being dragged.

Brakes...

The stuttering child was again pushed out the gate. "Why are you here if you're just causing trouble!?" snapped it.

"Se..sela..welcome u...repeated ta...ta..year a...dad," he said, showing his crushed cake box fell over his body while saving Irgi from the stone Mike threw.

Adrian just stared cynically, giving orders to both security to close the gate. Not realizing that his two sons inside the house did not even give him a gift. The ruined cake? It was the only gift he got from one of his three sons.

The love he does not appreciate. Letting the child walk home brings back a crumbled box of cheap cookies.

***

Irgi was still sitting on the edge of the bed full of guilt. "The stupid stutter!!" he cursed while shedding his tears. Too cowardly to accept his father's beatings or punishment. Letting his brother who was hurt by it, receive hatred from his father. The hatred that had accumulated, was somehow due to what the cause was.

***

Bribes after mouthfuls of crushed cheap little cookies went into his mouth. He muttered in his heart sitting in a shop that had closed. For the first time, I ate a cake covered in sweet cream.

Melt her tears in happiness. At least today his stomach is filled with expensive food for 20,000 rupiahs. Think of it as a birthday gift that Adrian returned, so he can eat. A stupid assumption, but then at least he has a mirage of a father who loves him.

Seriate

...Have we ever seen it in the eyes of another? If I were him what would happen? How is the pain......

...Unable to see from the eyes of others, selfish, uncaring, even resentful. Such was the feeling that would be etched, slowly smearing the heart with a bad perception....

...He's not a good guy, because it grows on dirty mud....

...But you know, a beautiful lotus will only grow and bloom in dirty muddy soil......

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