
Bram went back into his room and locked the door tightly.
He leaned behind the door of his room and closed his eyes which had just taken out a clear liquid from it.
His head lowered while raising his hand which had twice slapped his son's cheek.
"I'm sorry papa Toni... Your words are so hurtful in Papa's heart..." Slowly Bram stepped to the edge of his bed.
He crouched down in front of his bedside nightstand drawer, and opened the bottom drawer once.
Bram's hand grabbed a photo of a beautiful woman from inside.
"Is this what you want, Rianti? Our son's hatred for me? All this time I was just defending his rights and possessions that he had not found. I-i know... The way is wrong in taking the chastity of the woman he loves so much. But that trait is down from me-is it or from you?" Bram to tears when talking to a photo he grabbed from the nightstand drawer next to his bed.
"I've been watching everything for years so they don't feel the pain I feel. But this time I couldn't hold it myself.
I was afraid that after my departure, our son Toni had no one left.
Your demi... I was willing to leave my family at that time. I was willing to be branded as a child of disobedience and lose it all.
But for whatever... I will never be willing to let our son suffer all his life." Bram grabbed a few sheets of paper in the drawer again, and a small book that wasn't too thick.
"Hhh..." He smirked a little though his tears were running. "You are ridiculous, Rianti... That's so ridiculous. How could Toni's ambition decline from my nature? It is your stubbornness that decreases to him.
I think we can live happily even though we will only learn and continue to learn to love each other every day.
But no... Your selfishness is very high... You'd rather be your way than my good faith... Then where's my fault, Rianti? You don't even think about our son's future..." Bram fell on the edge of his bed.
His eyes looked at some parts of his body that were bruised and bluish-green.
"Yes Allah... What am I supposed to do? Right now I'm just asking for the good of my son... I don't need anything else." He sobbed there with his hands still holding the photo of Rianti.
On the other hand, in Toni's room. Toni sleeps on her side and curls up on her bed while hugging the same photo, which is a photo of Rianti, her mother.
Next to his hand held his red cheek and still felt hot as a result of his papa slap just now.
The words of Idris and Agung's confession were still ringing in his ears. Things he never expected that long. He sobbed there.
"Why is so much of Mama's suffering? Why, Ma? Why didn't Mama take Toni with her at the time? Or at least, why don't you let Toni go?
Why would Mama let Toni live with a mean papa?" Toni muttered angrily while closing her eyes but still leaking out clear liquids of sadness from inside.
"Papa was good, Ma... Papa loves Toni very much... Even Toni thinks papa loves Mama very much.
I made this room for my mom. Papa bought those painting tools as well.
But these almost three years papa changed a lot, Ma... Papa even asked Toni to forcibly take grandfather's land.
Is it just to carry out his mission, papa wants to take care of Toni, Ma?
Since Toni knew about all these facts... Toni doesn't seem to have the courage to meet her Milkan Toni anymore... Toni misses that little baby, Ma..." Toni's tears are getting louder. He continued sobbing until he fell asleep there while hugging a photo of his late mother.
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