I'm Santri?

Drunkards

Dad's steps are getting closer. There was no other choice, I had to fight and run downstairs with Mom. Then get out of this house. Even though I feel so dizzy. Fortunately, while at the disco, I only drank a few sips of red wine. If only I had seen him after I had drunk a few glasses. Maybe my fate is not as good as this. Under no circumstances should I drink it. I'm a fool. Too much laughing at reality.

Why in this condition I am still thinking about something else. I finally decided to fight this old man. Whatever the risk is I'm going downstairs with Mom.

My feet move by themselves. He advanced against the stream of paternal steps. I saw clearly, the old man was trying to face me. In this position, maybe I'm the one who benefits. Because the old man was being affected by liquor. His body is a little weak. But that was just my prediction. I don't want to have to fight it.

And it turns out that after he tried to catch me, I pushed him as hard as I could.

"Where are you going, huh!?" The tone is typical of drunkards who lose consciousness.

"Go you!"

"Bruug!"

Finally the man fell. It's a good opportunity for me to go downstairs. I look back, it seems true he's been affected by booze. To stand up, he was in trouble. Without a second thought, I ran as fast as I could out of the house to pick up Mom.

After successfully fighting it, I could not believe it, the door of the house was locked. I can't get in. My brain thinks again. The result was that there was only one solution, which was that I had to break the windshield. I'm looking for something hard that could break the glass.

Suddenly,

"Preation!"

The windows of the house are broken. I was surprised if it was an old man. I looked up at the stairs, the man's form still not visible.

"Aleya get out!" Shouts from outside the house.

It was my mother who broke the window. Thank goodness I started to calm down a little.

"Mother, Aleya is scared." Whinekku at him.

"It's fast!" Saeful will come down.

I looked again at the stairs. The old man did not come down. Perhaps true, he was already no longer strong enough to withstand the effects of the liquor.

"It looks like he's not moving anymore, Mom, just saw that he was drunk."

"Aleya sure?

"Yes Ma'am, even when Aleya pushed him he didn't fight."

"Then, I'll come in."

"Mom wants to pick up important papers. And some important things too."

Mom used to think like that in these circumstances. Is the mind of the woman more focused than that of the man in matters of matter? I don't know either.

"Later on, ma'am, afraid she's coming down."

"If he's drunk, why be afraid, both of us." Firm Mother.

I think it's also true what I said. I finally believed in my mother's decision.

Mom went into the house, and immediately went to her room. I stood guard under the stairs, afraid that the old man would come and threaten.

"Mother hurry!" My yelling.

"Beauty soon!"

Sure enough, not for how long, from inside my room, the old man appeared. His right hand leaned against the wall, his body slightly bent, and his left hand held the chest. It seemed that the man was no longer strong enough to walk. But, he forced to continue walking even though in front of him there was a ladder that he had to go down.

"It turns out you're still here, baby boy?" The tone remains the same. Typical of heavy drinkers who are feeling the effects of alcohol.

"Stop! You'll fall!" I screamed loudly after her footsteps unconsciously passed the stairs. He slipped and "Brug!".

The man's body fell down, rolled up one step at a time, from his mouth appeared bloody, his hands trying to reach the backrest that could stop him from descending his body downward. But alas, it didn't work, his whole body sprawled with blood on his face.

"Mother!!!! Help u!! Mommy!!!" My screams are full of fear.

It reminds me of two years ago. I fell from the second floor. I'm sure it hurts a lot.

"What's up, son?" Mother asked hurriedly with some papers in her hands.

"Astaghfiullah! What are you Saeful, Aleya?" Added.

"He fell down the stairs." I cried and hugged Mom.

"Astaghfirullah, if it's like this. We need to call the police." Firm Mother.

This incident took my heart very hard. It wouldn't be terbesit at all if it would end up like this.