He's my Happiness
Depression-5
"here".
When I saw Alra carrying a p3k box.
"Don't leave me alone".
Reject Alra well I'll see where he can treat the wound.
"god".
Left when his hands want to treat and it turns out not to be.I'm pissed off with this stubborn girl.
"here".
But by holding back my emotions I forcefully took the already-alcoholic canvas and helped treat the wound with the gentleness I could.
"Udah.Gue want to go home first.Nyokap where are you?".
"Start".
Alra went to leave me alone in the living room sofa to call his mother.I immediately looked around the corner of the room because I was bored.
Oh, I'm so jealous of Alra being happy with her parents, not like I know how my family lives.
"Would you like to go home, son?".
Tanya nyokap alra.I smile kindly and why do not I feel burdened at all?.
Alra seemed to put on a look of amazement for some reason?it's up to this weird girl I don't care at all!.
"Yes tan".
"Who are you careful on the road.Alra you anter there, son who was it?alpie? up terrace".
"Yes ma".
I slapped his nyokap alra hand which turned out to be Alansa's name.
Alra and I walked out of the yard and walked up to my hidden motor sport and followed me as well.
"Where are you?".
The conscious question I hold finally came out of my mouth.Nampak alra was putting on a sad face that makes me confused.Yes it turns out this strange boy has other facial water besides chatty and kepo.
"B-butt g-gue u-already p-go s-forever from h-h-live me".
It's a pity I immediately hugged Alra whose body is currently vibrating violently.I continue to stroke his long hair.Yes, it is not pantes,hugs both with the newly known girl first in a fairly quiet place plus again in the night of the girl's house.Eh but even though you have long known tetep should not be hugging carelessly.This just calms her heart and apologies for talking about his papa.
"Sorrys".
"Make what?".
"Gue has made you sad because of the person who tried you lupain ".
"Not that I still want to be at the same time".
"You want to, c-story".
"Haha".
"Why?".
"Gue feels dejavu is the same as you say".
"Eumm".
"Ye you think I'm a kid what?".
My kekeh slowly heard my own words.This is the first time since his departure I can smile back without burden and fear.
"Judah I'm going home first".
I immediately stopped my motorbike and pulled the gas to drive my favorite motorcycle.
"Byee~".
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"Vero where are you?".
Suddenly papa came out of his room and immediately reprimanded me.I am used to walking to the favorite room that has always been my vent, and there are many events that occur and memories that exist.
"Back school".
I replied cuek.I saw papa coming down the stairs just to get to me?.
"Going to school?does it have to be this long?".
"There are extra classes".
"Ahead of your papa see you wander, you finish your torment".
Papa immediately passed away to sit on the sofa that was not too far away from us.
"Is there a problem?and what do you care about my life?".
I keep challenging this one fucking papa.I promise if my money is enough I'll get out of here and spend it outside.
"Sure!you can ruin papa's good name and self-esteem".
Answer papa.Ha?good name?self-worth?what have?.
"Destructive?am I like that in papa's eyes?if it's true I'm a destroyer why do you care about me.I also ask?are you who I am?".
Hahaha indeed this is my goal to make papa speechless and ignited his emotions.Yes even though I know it will have an impact on the physical, at least I have been very satisfied.Without aba-aba papa slapped my cheek hard.It is common!STALE!.
"WATCH YOUR WORD VERO.YOU ARE THE SON OF THE SON'S FAMILY!YOU'RE PAPA'S SON!".
Papa's shout instantly echoed throughout the room.Of course no one will care about this problem.For them this has become a habit.
"Kids?try to fix a little there is a typo.Yg no tuh 'DAMN KID' times.Even the waiter never get torture from his master as heavy as this.And you think I'm inferior to that garbage?is ash?or dust?".
I walked right past Papa who's been so emotionally ignited maybe?Papa loudly pulled my hand until we arrived at a hut with a mini bed that was a bit dull.
"Well vero.Do you want to be punished by papa?the whip?baton?or a slap huh?".
I fell silent as papa took the whip next to him, he whipped me so hard that it caused blood to come out on my body.
"Hows it?still dare to fight papa?STILL BRAVE".
I immediately shook my head quickly.Even there were no more tears left in my eyes, I just remained silent and resigned to get a whip, some have gotten used to it.
I always wanted to ask papa, am I here wrong?is it wrong for me to fight if I am oppressed even if it is my own father, am I not entitled to protect myself?I just don't understand why you hate me so much?.
Papa just keeps whipping my back that I trained myself.It's common papa will do this, he will stop himself if tired.
