Honeyed

Episode.55 (SEASON 2)

"Mother, can Fatih ask for a moment Mother's time".

" What's the matter my dear son? ".

"Mother, there is one thing that Fatih wants to ask from Mother".

"What is that, son. As much as Mother will give".

" Fatih asked, stop bothering Aisyah's family. That'sall".

"What do you mean, son?!. Why do you say that. Indeed, Mother is disturbing what are they the same?! ".

" Have Mother!!. Stop theatrically. Fatih asked, stop destroying Fahmi and Aisyah's household! ".

" Fatih!, dare you say that to your own Mother!! ".

" Mom, enough Bun. Fatih had suffered enough from the loss. Fatih did not want to add any more problems. So please, Mommy stops to damage someone else's household. Let them live happily Mother. Don't bother me anymore".

"Mother still doesn't understand!. What are you talking about now Fatih! ".

" Mother, Fatih already knows everything Mother. About everything Mother did to the Aisyah family. Mother helps Fahmi and asks Fahmi to release Aisyah to return to Fatih, even Mother also met Fahmi begging him that he would give Aisyah to Fahmi, and Mother also introduced Aisyah as the future wife of Fatih at the ceremony. Mother, Fatih did not expect, Mother will do all this. Fatih did lose Aisyah, Fatih also loved Aisyah Mother very much!. But that does not mean Mother legalizes all means to make Ayesha back in Fatih's life. That's not true Mother! ".

" Where do you know all that?! ".

" Mother doesn't need to know, from where Fatih knows everything Bun. Fatih asked, stop bothering them Mother".

"Alright, Mother will stop disturbing their household. But there's one condition".

" Why use conditions?!. What conditions?! ".

" You should get married next month!".

"Mother!. That wouldn't be possible. Fatih did not want to marry another woman. Fatih is also more comfortable riding like this!!. Fatih can't follow that condition Mother! ".

" Okay, if you can't. Then Mother also cannot give up on getting Aisha to come back with you! ".

" Mother!, since when did it become like this!".

"Since Mother's only son chose the widower because of one woman only! ".

My emotions are getting out of control. Mother is very stubborn. How can with his own son have to give conditions. That condition is impossible for me to fulfill. That's really heavy. I can't afford it, I don't want to hurt another woman. Getting married without any love is like being tortured. The feeling of being my wife I will definitely be very hurt. Married by a man who even loved another woman in her past.

"Mother!!. Please don't make Fatih emotional! ".

" Why are you emotional!. You want to slap Mommy?!. Just slap!!. You are a child who does not know yourself and does not know how to thank you!!. Fatih, relax!. You should be grateful to have a mother like Mother. Be careful how you are happy. But you are against your own Mother!! ".

" Mother!!, this is not the way. Fatih is very dear to Mother!. But if Mother is wrong way like this. Fatih also cannot continue to follow Mother!! ".

" If you know you are sane will oppose Mother like this, Mother will not bring you hard to seek treatment abroad. Mommy should just let you go crazy for good!! ".

" Yetoo!! ".

" Bruuaakkk!! ".

I hit the wooden window until it broke. My emotions can no longer be held back. Mother just left me. Why should my way of life be like this, too much trouble. Moreover this is dealing with the woman who has given birth to me into the world. What should I do now. Mother is too selfish. Mother does not think about many feelings of people who will be sacrificed if you follow all your wishes. How else, I really can't afford to marry a second time to a woman I don't love. Enough Aisyah, the woman I've hurt in my entire life. Don't want it to feel, I ruined a woman's life again. Very complicated, even though Mother only needs to understand the position of her child. If this is the way, not only I will be tormented, but many other parties. Ask for help from whom. Only Mother I have now. But if it's like this, it's impossible to continue to be left. Mother's affection for me is too excessive. Actually, Mother is not all wrong. Naturally, if a mother wants to see her one-on-one son get married and live happily. Moreover, Mommy really wants to have a grandchild from her own biological son. The wrong way, it all takes time. All these years I've been falling over and over again so I can forget all about Aisyah. But in fact, I was thrown back in the puddle of my past. It seems true said Mother, crazy is much better than having to think about many heavy problems like this.

"Take this, if you agree to Mother's terms. And choose one of them".

Mother returned with a thick envelope in her hand. Thrown the envelope in the chair. Then go again. I don't know, just looking at it I don't want to know what the envelope is. Especially taking. I left the house. If you continue at home, there I will be exposed to high blood disease because it has to fuss with Mother every day. It's good that I go to calm my heart. I need someone who can give me enlightenment. But if I leave, I'm afraid Mother will recklessly do something again to damage the Aisha household again. No, I have to watch over Mommy at home.

"Why come back again?! ".

It turned out that Mother had already noticed myself from the window of the house. I immediately asked him, as I turned around and decided not to leave the house.

Answer's short.

"So you still don't want to grab that envelope?! ".

" What else Mother. Come on, don't be like this. Fatih knows Mother loves Fatih. But don't be this way Bun".

"You who cannot be grateful. It is not Mother who should not be like this. But you are Fatih, who should not be so to your own Mother!. Okay, if you don't want to take this envelope".

" Yes, okay!. This is Fatih take".

I was forced to pick up the thick envelope still lying on the chair. Envelope that I don't know what's in it, I take it and I bring it in the house. Being an only child is not as good as many people talk about. They always thought that being an only child was something that was very envious. All parental love and affection are given to one child only, without fear and worry divided with other siblings. In fact, being an only child is the biggest dilemma if there is already a problem like this. When we want emotions and want to express disappointment, there must be a deep resistance. Again for trying to keep our parents feeling, let alone I was the only child born. It might be more beautiful to have a sibling. There are people who can be invited to discuss and be asked for opinions about the problems that are being faced. Unlike my current self, who is confused and dead-end. On whom the account must be shared.

"Amplop what this is. Why so thick". I murmured softly, while opening the envelope that was now in my hand.

" There's no need to be surprised like that her face!. You have to choose one. If you want Mommy no longer bothers your ex-wife's family it's Fatih! ".

" What does all this mean, Mother?! ".

" So still asking. Those are some photos of women that Mother has chosen as a candidate for your future wife. Choose one you are interested in. And tell Mommy! ".

" Mother!!, Fatih was no longer a child. This is also not a match-finding contest. Mommy doesn't have to do all this to Fatih!. Why do you bother to collect photos of women this much!. Free, Fatih will not choose any of them!! ".

" Alright, return all the photos to Mommy!. And just look at yes, what will Mother do!! ".

" Bun!. After all Fatih could search for himself. What kind of woman, how, and who will be Fatih's companion! ".

" Ah, it feels like for years Mother has been lied to by you. Try to remember how many times.You say that to your Mother!. Son, Mother is getting old!. Until when will you deceive Mother like this!. Mother is patient enough to wait for you to choose a woman who will be made a wife. What result?!. At the end of it you are again at home because you still hope for Aisyah right!!!. No longer Fatih, if you do not want to choose one among the photos that Mother has given you. Mother swore she would stop at nothing to make Aisha part with Fahmi, and make her your wife again! ".

" Yetoooo!!!. Fatih has been patient enough to face Mommy!. Why Mother is never satisfied to destroy the life of your own son!!. Fatih like this is also because of Mother!!. Mother who has made Fatih ignore women as good as Aisyah!!. Mother also who turned out to have forced Aisyah to ask Fatih to marry again!!!. Why isn't that satisfied either!!!. What else do you want to destroy from Fatih's life!!!. Mommy also wants to ask for revenge for all the efforts of Mother who has treated Fatih from mental disorders??!!!. If so, why not just from the past, Mother let Fatih remain crazyaaa!!. After all, in the end, Mommy also really makes Mother's only son back into stress!! ".

" Fatiihhhh!!!".

"Plaaaka.kk....!!. Plakk!! ".

I was slapped very hard by Mother. Not just once, this time Mother slapped me twice. The slap was very loud. Fresh blood flowed down the corner of my lips. I don't feel like I'm holding back my emotions. Everything I put on Mother. All this time I've been trying to be a good son to Mommy. But Mother never wants to understand that, in the eyes of Mother I am only a little boy who must always follow her wishes. I know, my paradise remains with Mother. The fact that getting to heaven is not easy. Is it my fault for saying all that to Mother?. What can be done, Mother has crossed the line. My life has the right to choose and determine how it will be. The pain from Mother's slap was not as painful as when I saw Aisyah being married by another man. Because of my affection and love for Mother, I try sincerely and forgive how Mother's attitude was to Aisyah and also my household. Although Mother only tried to obey her ex-husband, but Mother should be able to think clearly. And none of this will ever happen.

"Have been satisfied slapping Bun?!. Come on, slap Mother again. Slap Fatih again, so that fresh blood flowed more and more from Fatih's face. Just slap it, if it can make Mother relieved and happy. After all, who would slap again, right?. Only Fatih Bunda's only child. Slap Mother!!, slap again!! ".

Mother's hand I hold and I stick it on my cheek again. Let it be, let Mother be content to hurt me. Not only my mind, but my physical body. I've suffered enough to love married women. And now, my suffering increased because of the woman who had brought me into the world. I want to give up, it hurts so much. Must fight with Mother continuously like this. Mommy should be able to better understand how the heart of her son.

"Why is Mother crying?. Ayok Bun, slap Fatih again. Let it run, pay off because Mother not only torments the inner Fatih, but also the physical Fatih Bun".

I said again while wiping the blood that was still flowing from the corner of my lips.

" kids... Fa-Fatihi! ".

I left Mother who was still standing and holding the hand that had just been used to slap me. I don't care, whether you regret it or not for doing it all to me. Not strong, I can't stand being at home anymore. I walked to the room of Inspiration and took this child away with me. Some clothes I brought with me and Inspiration. For two or three days, I wanted to calm down. Although I actually could not leave Mother alone at home. Tranquility, I really need a calm tone for now. Kasian Ilham, he so often heard and saw his grandmother and father. I don't know what to explain to this little boy. From then on, Ilham only saw the corner of my lips that were still bleeding. Inspiration fell silent and dared not say anything to me. Maybe he was scared too, afraid I'd scold him again like I used to. I dare not look at Inspiration. That innocent face, I can't see Inspiration. The boy who should be able to live and live comfortably with me. But he had to swallow everything that happened between Mother and me. Failing, I failed at being a father.

"Son, we're on vacation. At least two or three days".

My words diluted the awkward atmosphere between myself and my son Ilham.

Inspiration answers nothing. He just nodded his head. A sign that he agrees. I don't know why, I feel disappointed in myself. Inspiration must be very afraid to see me.

"Son, what do you want to buy? ".

" N-no Dad".

The tone of the voice of Ilham was very depressed. He was afraid to make mistakes again. I took a tissue and wiped the remaining blood from the corner of my lips.