Love Buried With Regret...

# 6

So even though I live in an oil palm plantation area, but life there is already like a crowded village...

Iren and his family also live around the oil palm plantation area as well...

And the distance from my house to his house is not so far away, at most it only takes ten minutes...

His father is famous as a big boss who has a very generous nature and appreciates the workers...

Although his father iren was the owner of PKS and oil palm plantations are so extensive, but his father iren never demean and behave at will to his work...

And, because of the nature of his father iren so noble, so that all employees who work with his father iren was all at home, including my father and omku...

Although Iren was born from a wealthy family, but his life is not as happy as my life...

Because every day he always felt that he was living alone in this world, or it could be said that he was a child who lacked affection from his parents...

His father is indeed a super busy person, and his mother iren every day also took care of his papa company iren it...

So that the busyness of his parents is what makes them very rarely have time for his children, including iren...

And, because of the affection and attention that is too little that every day Iren get from both parents, so that's what makes iren so close to my family...

In fact, Iren had already considered my family like his own family...

And almost every night off school, Iren always stay at my house...

And every time Iren was staying at my house, I was always thinking why Iren was going to stay at my house and want to sleep in my room...

In fact, my room is very much different from the room iren which is so luxurious because it is equipped with high-class facilities...

Though if you think, in my room there are a lot of mosquitoes, hehehe...

And, that was one of the proofs of his humility and sincerity to be friends with me, until he wanted to make me his best friend...

# back to my father's night...

And after Iren came home, I immediately entered my house that night...

In my house, I also saw my mother who was still awake while sitting limp in front of her room...

And my mother also seemed to be accompanied by my aunt, aunt rani his wife om fauji...

And when I saw my mother who looked like a desperate person, I went straight to my mother that night...

That night, I saw the face of my mother who still kept a deep sadness after the departure of my father...

My mother's face illustrates that, my mother still could not accept all the harsh realities that had happened in her life at that time...

Then I tried to get my mom to talk that night...

" Mom, mother.." I said as I touched her feet...

" Yes nad, what's wrong, son.? " mom replied in a tone so limp as one who was losing his spirit...

" Why haven't you slept yet.? " take a question to mom...