I'm the Princess of an Actor

Chapter 2: I'm the Daughter of an Actor

In the morning I woke up as usual, started the day with two prayer rakaats and then did housework.

Don't ask about the housekeeper, because although we can be called the one with it, mother has absolutely no intention of using it.

"Why are you, why pay the maid?" said I asked him last time.

I also do not mind, after all homework is the task of the residents of the house. After I finished putting my clothes in the washing machine, I went to my mother's room to get her dirty clothes. However, the hand that had originally intended to knock on the door came to a halt when I heard the sound of sobs coming from inside the room.

I got an ear on the door leaf, until I finally believed that mom was crying. I want to open the door immediately, until the sound on the sidelines of his sobs is heard.

"Until when do I have to live with the wounds you gave me?"

Mother's cry became more and more, but all I could do was wait in place until the crying subsided. I don't know what you're talking about, but I'm sure you need time to vent your feelings right now.

"Until when should I live with the child of your affair? Why did you choose to go with her instead of taking me with you?"

I was quite surprised by what my mother said, during my 19 years of life, I just found out if my father had cheated on me. All this time either Mira, Mas Rian or his own mother never said it. I could hardly believe what I was hearing.

Can't you not lie even on your own?

"Do you know how hurt I am every time I see Khansa's face that looks so much like your affair. Do you know how much I want to catch up with you every time I see her?"

The deg!

What does mother mean? Why did you say my name?.

Mother's words this time made my body almost unsteady if my hands were not immediately holding on to the wall, my heart skipped a beat by hearing the sentence just now.

Me, the son of the father's affair? Does that mean I'm not a mother's biological child?. I shook my head quickly, trying to think positively if I misheard. But my common sense is conscious, if every word that is spoken from the mother's mouth sounds so clear.

"If it wasn't for the love I have for you, I'd have thrown it away a long time ago, or made it catch up with you. Unfortunately, my love is too big to kill your flesh and blood!"

I smothered my mouth that almost sounded hearing it, these eyes felt condensed as mother spoke in a trembling voice and sobbing.

I was shocked, totally shocked by a fact I barely wanted to believe. I'm just a son of a father's affair? Is this why you always treat me differently than my two brothers?.

Nay! They're even just my half-brothers. I am just an orphan that I want to kill because I was born from the womb of a woman who made her husband turn away.

Suddenly, I remembered my childhood, where my peers and the people in our neighborhood always called me an illegitimate child.

"Pity, Miss Fatma, must raise her husband's illegitimate son"

"Bas with illegitimate children, why don't you just die by your parents?"

I don't remember clearly at my age how much I got it, but what I do remember is that my mother always took me in whenever anyone started using me.

Mas Rian and Mirapun never invite me to play, they even ignore me by playing with his friends.

Since I was a child, they stayed away from me for reasons I didn't know at the time. So this is their real reason?. And this is the reason why Mira and I are only one month away, because we are not born from the same womb.

"For too long I have withheld the prayer I always wanted to say, but not now. If killing him makes me sin, then I pray that he will quickly catch up with you! Pray that your sins will be paid for by him!"

Mother, expecting my death. The death of her husband's son. Expecting me to get karma from my parents.

Wh why? Why do I have to hear all this? Wouldn't it be better if I didn't know this forever? At least though I should be jealous to see a mother's attention to her two children, I shouldn't be hurt knowing I'm just an actor's son.

I tried to be fine, quickly wipe away the tears that had soaked this cheek. Go back to the kitchen to continue the work, acting as if you heard nothing.

"I heard nothing" I murmured to myself.

Well, there's nothing I can do but pretend I don't know. Because I'm not ready if mom kicked me out after knowing I heard what she said.

Not because I was worried about not having a place to live, I just loved her too much as a mother. Even though he was expecting my death, I knew that if you were emotional, that was my hope.

Knowing the truth didn't make me want to find out who the woman who gave birth to me was, because all I need to remember is that she was the woman who hurt my mother. A woman who fornicates with a married man, and I hate her!.

Trying to neutralize the emotions that are now mixed, I continue to clean up until the sun begins to look. I started cooking my mother's favorite food, as well as chicken soup.

Only the rice container that is still steaming on the table, when my very memorized hand belongs to who snatched a piece of rice and side dishes then put it on a plate, put it in his mouth.

"Mother hasn't eaten Mira" I rebuked the girl who had dressed up pretty ready to go to the campus.

If normally I would reprimand in a high enough tone, this time I only spoke in a low voice. Because I just realized, how good their attitude is to the son of an actor like me.

The attitude of those who are ketus and like to be alone, is the best attitude received by an actor who can only be a parasite in their family.

In fact, Mas Rian never said it at all, even though I believe my older brother who has a family and lives outside the city knows it. Either with Mira, could it be that she knows too, or Mas Rian and mother kept this matter a secret to Mira as well?. But considering his attitude towards me, I'm sure he already knows.

I don't know, but I'm really sorry, why didn't I just die when the actor gave birth to me, so I had to live by making wounds to my mother and her two children.

However, I also feel grateful, because I have a stepmother who is better than my own mother, a woman who could destroy the household of another woman certainly must have a bad nature. And certainly inversely proportional to the mother who had been willing to take care of me despite hating my parents.

"Udah is not papa, Estimates are studying, so he must eat nutritious food so that his brain is getting smarter." The mother who had just come out of the room after her Dhuha prayer smiled at Mira and sat down next to her daughter.

If I had been born from your womb, Mom, I would have been so happy.

"That's horrifying!" Mira spoke with her mouth full.

I kept quiet, had no intention of refuting it, then took rice and side dishes for my mother and went into the kitchen.

"Where are you going?" mother asked me to look.

"You dry the laundry first" I answered, telling a lie for the first time.

Seriate.

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