NOT AS BEAUTIFUL AS ALYZA'S WORLD

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"Lyza, wakeup!"

Randy's voice was bothering me.

I just want to sleep.

"Tu, danger, brother Ina is making a fuss with Anto."

I tried to sharpen my ears.

That's right said Randy, sound of Ina and Anto's voice down. I've never heard Ina's voice so loud.

"You should think, look at Liza! The more the day gets worse!"

Silent, I tried to peek out from behind the door. Mom, Anto and Tina were gathered in the front room. In front of them, Brother Ina stood pacing back and forth. It seems to be angry.

"If you guys are stupid, whatever. I will leave this house. I brought my kids. They're getting bigger, I have to prioritize!"

"I can't take care of Lyza all the time while you're just fucking around!"

Brother Ina is crying.

Mama just shut up, in her hand was a snack of fried beans.

Tina, busy with her hape.

Tina doesn't care about me. Even Tina was rarely at home, as she wished.

Sometimes a week just come home, there is a reason. Go with friends, lots of work. I don't know what he's doing out there. He said he and his friend had a Wedding Organizer event business.

I don't know what that means.

But I've heard Ina reprimanding Tina.

"Tina, you don't go on-going dong. Help me take care of it at home. Look Lyza, it's getting less and less bad every day."

"How much you earn, a month of ten million is also not up. Still you ask brother for your various needs."

Tina just shut up.

Yes, for him the business is enough, why bother with me. There is Ina's sister.

"Patience, Ina. Patience."

Anto's voice rang out, clashing with Ina's sister's cry.

"Don't be patient. I don't want to be patient anymore. My patience makes you guys cram.

Now I don't care, you guys want more at home or I go!"

"Ina, we'll take Lyza to the rehab tomorrow."

"Well, whatever how, I'm tired. My priority is now the kids. Better abandoned Lyza than my kids not taken care of!"

Ina was crying incessantly. I know, he cried because he couldn't choose between me and his children.

Mom, with her mouth said.

"Yes already. Anto tomorrow between Lyza. Mama's not coming, mama's tired."

A few moments later, my mother entered the room. If not for sleep, my mom would have watched.

Yeah, that's mama. For him life is just to be enjoyed. We used to be small, although busy, but my mother was not indifferent. Still want to communicate when at home even if only.

But over time, my attitude changed. Especially since papa started to get sick, papa getting rougher.

Cacian, makian, throwing things makes mama more and more unconcerned.

It seems like your heart lost empathy, stayed with you and couldn't do much.

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"Lyza, get your stuff ready."

The next day, Anto took me back to a rehab home. I've been here a few months, now I have to get back here.

I'm not arguing, I'm tired. Anywhere I think.

"Mmmmmmmm ... Mmmmmmm ... Mmmmmm."

In the parlor there are a lot of people who are the same as me. They speak for themselves, some grimace, grin, grin.

Some were angry, crying, laughing.

Seeing them I felt strange. But he said I was like them.

I don't know.

"There's a lot of new ones coming, Mom."

I heard uniformed officers talking to Ina and Anto.

"That's it" his index finger pointed at a handsome young man in his 20s.

"Newly between a month ago. His parents are famous lawyers."

The young man plays plastic in front of him. Sometimes his face was gloomy, then laughed.

"Well, if that one just graduated college. Good value. Clever him. His parents were wealthy businessmen. Actually not so problematic, only occasionally talking alone, can still be treated at home. But her parents don't want to take care of her, it's been five months here."

The woman was beautiful, not looking strange on her face or behavior.

If no one heard the explanation from the officer, no one would believe it.

"If this Lyza is bad, sir. It's already endangering yourself and others. He should have been treated here long ago.

Yes, although it is difficult to recover but at least the condition does not get worse!"

Anto nodded.

"Well. You see that guy. He's 40 years old. He had even been a civil servant, but then separated from his wife until he was stressed. The family brought him here two months ago."

Ina looks around, making sure my new place is comfortable.

He also tried to chat with several officers and residents.

I just shut up.

This time I just cut it. I don't know how long.

I know, Ina's anger wasn't just because I left the house and nobody cared.

But, because yesterday I hit Raka using his toy car.

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