I'm The One You Throw Out

Zafran

Inside the room, Zafran was stunned. His face did not look regretful at all, he just sneered at Lita who left easily.

"Basar women do not know the benefits, it's good I did not talak you. Mata duitan, if not because you can not I broke until like gini," said Zafran really do not have awareness of his own mistakes.

The mother who heard his curse wanted to curse his son. He could only vent emotions in a bitter cry. His face was no longer longing, there was only boundless disappointment towards Zafran.

"Based on a liar, I'm not pregnant with my child. Whose son tried Naina? It was not clear his father," he continued, sounding annoyed by Lita's decision to leave without looking.

I can't remember her body sitting on a wheelchair. All the muscles and joints in his body felt weak. However, his mouth and heart remained dirty unable to filter what was typed. It is sad that he should regret his actions.

He had to take a lesson from the events of Seira first, but it seemed he was okay to be left behind by Lita. But what about the old woman behind him?

Zafran turned around, maybe he forgot if his mother was there. The man choked on his own saliva when faced with both of Mother's beads that exuded deep disappointment.

"Why is Mom here? Why didn't you come with Lita?" asked Zafran confused.

I totally forgot that Mom was here. If Lita leaves, who will take care of Mom? Nyusahin.

Mom shook her head, didn't Zafran realize that she couldn't do anything but sit in that wheelchair? Only her tears kept flowing as a sign of her being completely disappointed and saddened by Zafran's never-changing demeanor.

Oh, was he wrong in parenting? How could Zafran be so hard, even though his condition was already very concerning. Just look at his body getting thinner, don't you think he?

"Mom see, right? Once, Seira went to see me. I fucked him up, I kicked him out without anything wrong. At that time, she was pregnant with my son. Now, Lita also went to leave me for no reason. The angry one should be me, not him. He betrayed me, he cheated on me behind my back, it's cool out there, and I'm in jail."

Zafran complained, complaining about his life to his mother. The woman he thinks is most responsible for the story of his life.

"Now Zafran is alone, ma'am. I can't take care of Mom because I can't take care of myself. How are you going, Mom? Do you want to stay here? But what does the hospital give permission?" zafran said full of hesitation.

I cursed at once regretting, why Zafran still did stupid actions. Making decisions without thinking further, not thinking about what the future will be like.

Mother's cry deepened, really she felt bad in educating children. Feeling that it had failed so that the figure of Zafran became a useless figure at all.

You don't know, son. How Lita struggles in taking care of Mom, she slammed her bones alone just to get money. So that the same mother Naina can eat, can also seek treatment. O God, soften my son's heart.

Mother spoke to her own heart, pleading with the Power that Zafran be guided to return to the right path.

"I want to ask for help from Hendra, let him help to take care of Mom until I recover" said Zafran confidently.

Mother shook her head unwillingly, nor did she believe what she heard. Really, he did not expect the child he raised would be selfish.

Intermittent, Hendra walked into his room with a hardened face. Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zafran turned back. She thought it was Lita who regretted her decision to leave. In fact, that figure was also what he was waiting for.

"Basic stupid! Why did you let your wife and son go? Who will take care of you too your mother, Zafran?!" snapped Hendra interrupted his best friend's speech.

Zafran lowered his head, dismissing the sense that was present slowly.

"I didn't ask him to leave, I just needed time to accept all the facts that happened to me. That's it, what's wrong?" Zafran is no less inflamed.

His throat that had felt that pain since yesterday, grew even more painful when he had to scream like that. He coughed, too forced himself to vent emotions.

Hendra clucked in annoyance, shaking his head in disbelief.

"You're selfish, Zafran. You have two women .. No, four women in your life. Try to use your mind, Zafran. Don't just follow your ego!" Hendra grunts. He was really disappointed with Zafran.

"Four? Don't you want to say, what's four?" kilah Zafran stared intently at the bespectacled doctor.

His voice was stifled even though he wanted to explode, worried that he would cough again and make him even more sick.

"You really did .. You first hurt Seira by having an affair with your wife. Then, you hurt your wife while playing with Mala. You also hurt Mala for giving false hope to her. Now, you let your wife go. That's obviously hurting your mother's heart, Zafran."

"You think while you're in prison, who took care of your mother? You think Lita's doing your mom, huh? No, Zafran. Lita took care of everything. If he left now, who would take care of your mother? You?!" Hendra laughed heartily.

it felt like he was laughing out loud, so that Zafran would be aware of his mistake and would accept Lita back.

"You're not so good at taking care of yourself, how do you want to take care of your mother? You should think before you make a decision, Zafran. Don't just think about yourself. Also about Naina, even if she's not your son, but she loves you. Do you have the heart of him who is still fragile, Zafran?" continued Hendra in flames.

Zafran again bowed, whether he realized it or not, but his feelings were ordinary towards Lita. Not like when Seira left him first. He shook his head not knowing what to do.

"I don't know, Hendra. I don't know." He looked up, glaring at the doctor through the glare of his eyes.

"I'm asking you for help, Hendra. Please take care of Mom until I'm healed. I can't let you live here let alone out there alone. Please, Hen," Zafran's pinta cupped both hands in front of his face.

Hendra snorted, smilingly sneering at the contents of Zafran's short head.

"You are a human being who does not know how to be grateful, Zafran. Dicated wife loyal, cheating. Dikasih wife who willing to spend time to take care of the family was let go. What do you want, Zafran?" Hendra's racking his waist tired.

Look upon his miserable best friend.

"I just want my son, Hendra. If Seira can also return with me!" said Zafran successfully made both pairs of eyes there turn wide.

"You're crazy! Really-really crazy!"