Fat Broken Wing

Wrong Speaking

DAVE POV

He said living with two complete parents was a joy for his children. But it doesn't mean anything to me. Somehow at first, what was clearly remembered in my mind was Mommy who was constantly crying and her attention was slowly but surely evaporating away, just like that, small to large quarrels alternately decorate my days that were originally peaceful and loving.

Years of life accompanied by a crowd that stifles, makes me another figure untouchable, likes to make trouble, and likes to bully people especially friends themselves who look weak. Until then, I, who was lying weak in the hospital, was being cared for affectionately by another family, the family of a fat girl who I bullied a lot in high school.

Shame, if you remember that time. But on the one hand, everything that happened at that time made me aware of many things, and the biggest thing I regret is, it turns out I have been through a lot of time for free. Being a bully to look strong, without paying attention to the mentality of people who have been my victims. Sorry .. please !

"Dave, are you daydreaming, son?"

"Eh, Mommy .. no Mom, no more thoughts of the past aja hehe, Mommy has finished cooking?" my many.

"Udah, from then on Mommy has called you but you are not back, so weh Mommy samperin used to know how to daydream."

"Hehe, sorry Mom."

Mommy, can only shake my head at my behavior. Now Mommy and I are walking to the dining room of the house to eat dinner that has been made with all my heart by Mommy.

"Wahh, Mommy cook my favorite food, thank you Mom," I said after seeing the food on the table, all the menu is my favorite menu.

There is liwet rice, salted squid stir-fried with shallots, garlic and chilli, there is fried chicken spices too, and do not forget the tasting sambal and lalapan which are so appetizing, so delicious, as usual, this is Mommy's way of making me forget about the problems with food.

To be honest, today was a pretty exhausting day for me. Because, it feels like almost all emotions just overflow to the surface, due to the presence of someone who used to be so proud.

"Come, eat ..."

"Ready, Mom .. We spent it together," I said as I pulled up a chair for me to sit on.

"Well, thank you dear" said Mommy after receiving a plate from me.

"Together Mom."

I feel like I should thank Kiyara's family very well, because again they have helped me and Mommy. Lucky to know Kiyara's family so well, so as to protect me and Mommy from Daddy who this time did not manage to find me and Mommy.

Mommy is so kind to Mommy, supporting Mommy so passionately like a Big Brother protecting his own sister. Dad, as good as it is, he even deliberately scraped Daddy's life and what I didn't think was that he recorded his own talk, he said so that Mommy and I could take the right steps forward. And do not forget Kiyar who beggiyu care for Mommy.

"Son, my God .. dream on."

"Eh, O God Mom .. yes-yes sorry."

"What the hell was that?"

"Kiyara, Mom ..."

"Seriously?"

"Eh, no Mom .. wrong to say."

"Cooking? really if it looks .. emang Kiyara why the hell, until daydreamed from earlier?"

"Seriously, Mom .. I was wrong."