Sacrifice In Love And Hate

episode 11

My every pain right now always stabs me. The harsh reality even hates me. I don't know what mistake I made.

They say that I am my mother amira's real son but my father is abhi gunawan. They said my mother died giving birth to me and my father died in an accident. It's sad, no, I'm just a mirror of the equation of disha so that she can be a strong person and make me weak with their false affection. I finally decided to leave the house and look for a small house for me to take shelter.

Even in a life of shortcomings, many people help me. Someone helped me to find a new place to live, someone handed me a contract at a cheap price, someone accepted me to work, someone accepted me to work, even my parents send me with their money and someone always takes me in, sister Bima.

My sister and I walked to school. I always do things together with Kak bima after that bitter incident. My sister and I help each other.

My sister and I attended a school that we thought was close to our house. Kak bima does not have many problems at home, but he always gives me advice as if he would have experience in dealing with my problems.

My parents love me very much. They see me as their own child. They also always invited me to their house to stay there, but I always refused them. Somehow my step-parent's grudge still applies to my life, even kak bima's parents were almost arrested by police officers just because my step-parents accused him of trying to kidnap me. Since then I have not played for long in the house.

After school, I worked in one of the houses that needed helpers. I do everything, from washing dishes, washing clothes, nyapu, mopping, table cloth, glass rag and others.

" hmm boy, how do you want to work like this kid? " ask Ms. Riska, the owner of this house.

" that's ma'am hmm I'm looking for extra pocket money" I said with a smile that did not miss. A little circus hoax, isn't it? Convince people that my parents are still good and love me even though I know it's just a lie that even everyone knows.

I always work hard from school to late at night so I can pay for my own school and can pay the rent I live in without bothering anyone.

The sky began to show its bluish color, the sun began to emit a light that made me squirm from my bed.

The morning air was cool even though I was still sleepy this morning. The work I am doing right now is exhausting, but my spirit is still burning to support myself.

I haven't felt the happiness of my past family for a long time, but I always think and hope that one day they will be proud of me and will embrace me as before.

Right now, I only have challenges and hopes that keep me alive. Having kak bima as my friend is more than enough for me.

This morning I went to school as usual but when I was on the road I saw someone who was walking sluggishly - sinking into the house of sister bima.

I feel that that person is a thief or don't that person have more evil intentions than stealing? That's what I'm thinking right now. I follow the movements of this suspicious person who is increasingly clear that he will indeed commit a crime because he is currently climbing the fence of the abbot's house.

I swiftly picked up the wooden block that was near the garbage box of the road, and then I beat up the bad guy.

" ih rasain! Get down ga lo! Kalok want to do the thing that maksiat not here woi house this good man mah! "my words while beating him ferociously.

" uh uh stop this sick woi! I'm not a thief or anything, let alone do something! The time I do my own house acting" he said, who immediately went down and stood in front of me.

"he? Lo's house? Since when is this your home? If I had this family only had one child, sister bima, who are they? I just say this is your house! " i said indifferently with my sharp gaze. That person immediately approached me and looked at me sharper than the wolf eyes that scared me and shriveled like crackers doused in water.

Degs..

The man's words made me remember how strange my world was right now, even my parents wouldn't look at me anymore.

" uh sorry, what do I want to call you? What sir or want to be called a cake? " my words were empty and chose to walk towards the gate of the abbot's house.

" you're getting nosier and louder! I'm not as old as that time, don't let your eyes are myopic so gabisa see a face as handsome and as young as me" he said bragging. I deliberately did not bully him and immediately called someone who was inside the house sister bima.

" oom, this aunt there is a maling om, te want to be flanked by the good ngaku ngaku so son om same aunt again" my screams deliberately call the parents of the sister and do not pester the words of the stranger.

" eh lo kalok talking can be kept ga si yu yu lola ngatain I'm a thief! Looks handsome gini spelled out the continuous maling which ga maling should be as handsome as what ha? "say that guy's a handsome ass.

" uh uh handsome from where, sir? Want to take this glass? " my word is meledeknya.

" wah lo ni really ner nyajak fight ya! " he said threateningly.

" okay! Let's fight now" I said as I raised both my hands ready to hit him.

"nih rasain! Your kayak should be taught a lesson!" I said yes continue to beat him mercilessly.

" uh you can stop ga si I ga opponents lo don't think I'm weak huh! " he said that suddenly pulled my hand strong and made me come closer to him. Our eyes clashed with each other.

Arriving, the parents of brother bima dateng and ngagetin me and this stranger is welcome again:v.

"ekhm, udh belom his gaze" said om bagas who came out together with aunty vienna.

" uh aunt, this te no maling want to enter the house om same aunt ni person goru again pack ngaku event ngaku so son om same aunt all over again" I stared in annoyance at this stranger.

"ha,,ha, you're a pinter if you're a watchdog" said om Bagas.

" disha knows this aditya firstborn om same aunt" said aunty vienna with a big smile.

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