SECOND FATHER

Eps 16's

My legs felt heavy as I stepped right in front of the door of the house I opened in a quick motion and saw this , my clothes were so messy with the smell of the sun that smelled from the sweat on my body .

" Angel?".

Call mom as I come in and throw my body on the chair as well as the bag I put on the floor with a little slamming.

Put the goods on the table from my mother's hand and approached me with eyes not separated from my face .

" You fighting brother?"

Mom's face was a little panicked when the bruise on the tip of my lips was quite clear .

" No!"

I answered lazily.

" Answer to Angel's mother! Why are you fighting like this Hem?"

" Young people's business, mom don't have to worry!"

I intend not to discuss how this problem began, not this. make a woman who is so soft on me have a wound.

Gentle? yes mother is so gentle even now more often leave me alone without permission .

" Angel's tired, you want to rest in the room!."

I interrupted mother's words and avoided the gaze that held worry.

" angele? Answer that first, son! why can your face turn so blue!".

She kept asking until the adult man came out of her room.

" What's up?".

Ask Dani who probably just looked at my back.

Mom's tone sounded lethargic.

" That kid always does !"

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My heart seemed to stop beating when my eardrum heard clearly, how could a stranger who suddenly entered my life speak in such a way without knowing why I could do this! Doesn't he know I'm so to defend his good name? Huh! What kind of life am I living? God try to take a little picture so I can think more openly.

Brakkk

I closed the door which actually still had a gap, slamming it a little tight until Aulia's cry sounded in my ears.

" angele? ".

Maybe that's all I could hear when the door closed perfectly.

I cried as it was, spilling all on the pillow that was quickly wet from the tears that slid so hard. I tried to mute my voice tightening my face so that there was not the slightest bit of hurtful roar that was now gnawing at my feelings.

" It's sad that Angel's life? isn't there a decent life as beautiful as your name? did you wrongly give the meaning of the name you slipped for me? Is there no other name for me not to be the pathetic angel I am today?"

I asked myself a question loudly but there was no answer I could hear! Only the pain increases with each passing day.

" Mom am I giving up less for you guys? am I less good when I want something and I have to hold it? "

" Mommy ? Try saying what I should be like to get your attention back to fullness like it used to be!".

Again I wiped away the tears that soaked the bolster when the head pillow was already flooded with tears .

I want to scream ! I want to get angry! But how am I supposed to do all that?.

I could only cry without a sound and it hurt so much! I can't throw away the burden that's in my brain.

For a long time I cried until I was subconsciously asleep while I was content to shed tears after almost two hours I roared in silence.