Real Dad's

Farewell or Stupid Things

Seven years ago ....

"Where have you been?" ask a woman with a bent face and a temperament full of annoyance.

The woman wearing the white T-shirt and trousers sat on the edge of the chair crossing her arms in front of her chest.

The man who had just arrived and was still in the doorway, only gave a soft sigh, then took off his shoes and arranged them on a special shelf. Without saying the man walked leisurely towards the kitchen to pour a glass of water. Sipped water until the toilet, black shirt worn is quite shabby, it seems some days it has not been replaced.

"Brake!" snapped at the woman, because the man named Lam was just silent.

Again, Lam leaned towards the woman, then approached her then threw her body on the chair next to the woman.

"Why are you asking? Don't you know the answer?" Lam's face was still expressionless.

The woman threw towards Lam a long white object in combination with the sky blue, with a red two-line mark inside.

"When are you going to change? Aren't you tired of living like that?" the woman's scatter.

"What's this?" Again, Lam asked.

The woman was unmoved, the resentment in her heart made her reluctant to answer.

"Hana!" snapped Lam.

"What do you think? Don't you know what the answer is, so why are you asking?" Hana was no less shouting, reversing Lam's remark.

"Hana, does this mean I'm going to be a father?" lam asked softly as she approached Hana - her wife - trying to melt Hana's heart which looked like it was about to explode.

Lam gently stroked Hana's head and then kissed her. A single smile was engraved from that handsome face that was blocked by the bruise and scratches of the wound whose blood was about to dry up.

"What a jerk like you, deserves to be a father? The man who was without responsibility, went for days without news, then went home as he pleased with the battered state, deserved? When are you gonna understand how I feel, Lam?" Hana expressed her annoyance, tears were shedding nonstop.

"Give me Hana time, please," Lam then hugged her tightly.

Hana who was already upset pushed lam as hard as she could, in a young pregnant state Hana had to endure such painful feelings. It has been a year both married, and live in a small town in West Java Province.

"Live next to those bastards and never look for me again" Hana wiped away the tears with her shirt sleeves.

"What do you mean?" lam asked, his eyebrows were clutched.

"Live freely without me!" ketus Hana's.

"Hana ...," said Lam.

Hana shuffled towards the room, then put on a jacket hanging on the kapstok. She dragged the suitcase that had been prepared a few days ago when Lam forced her to leave, even though Hana had already banned it. Lam follows Hana and tries to seduce her as hard as she can. However, Hana's decision was completely unanimous.

So, Hana wears shoes that are on a shelf near the door, then intends to get out of the house even Lam's life.

"Where are you going?" ask Lam.

"I'm leaving, you just wait for our divorce papers here and don't worry!" Hana.

"This baby is only a few weeks, Lam, even if it has to be an abortion, it is not too late" said Hana bitterly without looking at Lam.

Hana continued on, towards the highway not far from their home. Lam followed him with a chaotic feeling.

"Hana!"

"Dam!"

"Hana!"

The call made by Lam did not make Hana's heart moved.

"What kind of mother are you?!" lam shouted in annoyance because Hana did not heed him.

Hana's steps stopped again, hearing Lam's slightly unsettling words.

"Then, what kind of father are you? A man whose world is preoccupied with gangsters and criminality, without the slightest care for the mother of his son, and now you blame me?" furious Hana.

Lam was immediately speechless and unable to answer, Hana said.

"Do you care when your son wants something that's hard for me to reach? Do you care every morning that I'm in pain from nausea and vomiting so I can't swallow a mouthful of water? Did you ever care about my nutrition and health when I was pregnant with your son, Lam? Huh!" cecar Hana was shameless again he shouted by the side of the road.

"And what kind of mother do you call me? Where's your brain? It's just in the nark*ba case, isn't it?" Hana's getting out of control.

Without waiting for an answer from Lam, Hana hurried to take another step, then boarded the public transport that passed right in front of her. Lam gasped, then realized the departure of the wife. He was trying to chase the car. However, it looks like Hana asked the driver to keep going and ignored Lam.

"Hanaa!" yell Lam once more.

Lam who was exhausted finally resigned to see the departure of his wife. The woman who for the past year has been a filler of the emptiness of the heart. However, it was simultaneously ignored by Lam who was indeed struggling in the black world. Not that Hana did not know, Hana thought that when the two married and moved to a small town, it would make Lam change. It turns out that the reality of another will, Lam is still the same and difficult to repair.

Lam returned to her home with empty hands and a heart. The squealing steps and roar of the vehicle become friends in this still cool morning. Lam then rubbed her face violently, several times she did, hoping to throw off the tightness and fatigue that filled her heart and mind.

"Aargha!" aspir Lam.

"Basic Stupid!" it's on itself.

"Stupid! You idiot! You idiot!" she screamed while hitting her head and occasionally squeezing her hair.

A glass of beer became a loyal friend of the handsome man with a large stature, his life more chaotic after the death of the wife. At first he thought Hana would return within a few weeks of the incident, but now it has been seven years, Hana never returned.

Lam's heart felt increasingly empty since Hana left him, day after day passed in the black world that made him no longer know the name of the truth. Moreover, Lam became the right hand of a gangster boss who was quite feared in the city.

When Lam remembers the incident, Lam will feel tormented so she is unable to close her eyes. In fact, he would lose his identity and not hesitate to beat up or kill anyone who dealt with him.

Lam nearly committed suicide at the time, so longing for Hana and curiosity about the news of the baby. However, it was successfully thwarted by his assistant who happened to visit Lam's house. Lam accidentally did not move house, because of the hopes to see Hana back in the house.

However, until now there has been no appearance from the woman who has seized her entire mind to date. With my eyes the effect of the ker*s drink, he looked at the wedding photo with Hana which was still neatly stored in a nightstand in the middle room.

In fact, the interior of the house was still exactly the same as it was seven years ago, and Lam had no intention of changing it. The sin that Lam committed with God paid for, the wife that she wasted. Now able to make Lam's life in vain by itself.