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On the way Miko only fell silent when driving Amoy home, not a word he took out, Amoy also fell silent not daring to invite Miko to speak.

Miko dropped Amoy off in front of her house, only a word of encouragement that Amoy could say. After staring away Miko's departure until the car is no longer visible. Amoy had just left the gate of the house to enter.

His encounter with Dion reawakened a sense he was not supposed to defend. Amoy thought he had been able to forget Dion, but when he looked into his eyes just like a feeling of hope to return just like that, Amoy expected Dion to apologize to him and if he asked back again, he said, Amoy might consider it. But his heart was so disappointed and sad, Dion did not feel any guilt for Amoy.

You idiot, why you like men

like those. Amoy.

Amoy opened the door slowly, popping his head before the whole body went inside. A sigh of relief came out of his mouth, he did not see his mother, and thought he might have left.

While in the room Amoy just relax his body, restore energy before he studied. But there is no spirit of learning that comes to mind, indeed sad times like this are very difficult to rise. Maybe after he refreshes the body, his brain will return fress.

Sitting in front of a pile of books, but the mind has not yet fully gathered. Amoy soon regained consciousness to return to reality. When he began to focus on the book he had in front of, he only realized that one book with the answer was left at Miko's house.

"Basan pembunhhhh." Betry yelled angrily at Amoy, staring at his sweet cat who was now covered in blood.

"Mother." Amoy called out in fear to his mother, his hoarse voice still heard in silence.

"Stop calling me Mom." Betry's eyes hatefully stared at the still unmoved Amoy "Oh my god, how could a murderous demon come out of my womb." The sound of screaming mixed with sobs came out of Betry's mouth, he took the cat he had taken care of for a long time and left Amoy without looking back at him.

Amoy no longer has energy, even just to support his body. Amoy sat down next to where he hit the cat earlier, even the blood was exposed to his clothes. Amoy could not help his crying

"Mother, I'm not a murderer, please stop calling me a murderer, that accident is not a deliberate thing." Amoy continued to talk to himself, taking the word out over and over again and sobs still kept coming out of his mouth.

I keep convincing myself that you're gone, but it seems like you haven't been able to leave me, sometimes I'm like a crazy person who keeps hearing and seeing your presence. You know ? how I survived all of this, sometimes my passion for life was cut off when Mom called me a killer. It hurts so much, so often Mom says I'm a killer, makes it feel like it's stuck in my soul and like a part of my life.

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