That Poor Boy Is My Son

episode 10 I'm tired of dad

today is the announcement of the results of the second test of physics.amara still lying on his bed, his head feels dizzy. Dark circles under the eyes are clearly visible on the face of amara.Over night amara can not sleep well.

amara was curious about the announcement of the results of the physics test.he imagined if he could graduate.he wanted to know the announcement, but there were no friends or friends at his school, but, amara was unable to contact anyone to find out the test results.

tokk. tokk.

there was a knock on the door from outside Amara's room.

"enter "

amara shouted from inside her room

the door opened, and his father slowly entered the room.

"why not wake up? you're late for school"

his father pointed to the amara room wall clock.

"i'm not feeling well, my head is dizzy, today I'm not allowed to go to school"

amara answered while lying on her bed

"you've rested today, I'll call your homeroom. If you haven't improved by afternoon we'll see a doctor"

his father warned amara

amara just nodded

long ago his father looked at Amara, not as usual.

"if there's anything you say to me, I'll try to listen to you, son, "

amara's father tried to open his heart, so that Amara could be more open to him.

but Amara did not answer, she remained silent.

amara slowly got up and approached her father.

"may I hug you"

amara asked softly

" of course, baby, you are a father's son, and will always be a father's son"

amara's father said while hugging Amara. The child he always missed is now in his arms. There is a sense of happiness, but miris see the fate of amara. should a father take care of his son. but Amara's father was never there beside his daughter.he felt he could not be a good father to his daughter.

"sorry dad, I can't take care of you"

amara's father whispered

"i'm fine - yeah"

amara answered slowly

they hugged for a long time, as if reluctant to let go of a hug that for years he never got from a father.

amara thinks it's not all her father's fault that all the way and god's destiny she has to accept.

and how much amara will be able to be patient.

slowly Amara let go of her embrace.

her father was seen crying, Amara wiped the tears that were dripping on her father's cheeks.

"don't cry, I'll be sadder if you cry"

amara tried hard in front of her father.

his father just nodded, and said

" dad left for work first huh"

after that Amara's father left amara alone in the room.

the clock shows at 02.00 pm. Amara is still lying on her bed. Her blank gaze looks at the ceiling of her room. slowly she shed her tears. suddenly she misses her mother in Jakarta. if there is a problem amara must tell all to her mother.everything will make amara relieved and divide a little burden.but at this time amara can only hold it alone. without anyone knowing.

slowly she took her cellphone then she called her mother.

the greatest longing, for his mother, could not be contained anymore.

"hallo, mommy"..

amara said while stammering

"yes son, are you healthy there? miss kangen"

amara was silent and then she said again

"i'm healthy mom, I miss you too.."

amara said with glassy eyes but she was trying hard

"when did you go to Jakarta..?"

her mother asked again

amara terdiam tak ada satu katapun yang ia ucapkan. tak bisa di pungkiri amara sangat rindu pada ibunya, tak pernah ia melihat wajah ibunya sejak perpisahan 2 tahun silam.

"don't worry, I'm fine.."

amara's mother again said, but still remained the same there was no answer from amara. Amara did not say the word again, her tears fell. she did not want her mother to hear if she was crying. amara shut her mouth she wanted to hide sobs on her mother.

wanted Amara to meet her mother, and immediately embrace her, to treat the longing that is very.

"your son is a big man, he's beautiful like you."

his mother said back.

amara remained silent, she wiped her tears.

"i don't want to see her, ma'am.."

amara said a little angry with vengeance.

"mom understands, and I won't force you to accept this child.go home when you're ready."

"yes "

amara's answer was very short..

hp is dead...

he does not want to express the emotions and resentment of the child he gave birth to his own mother.

amara missed her mother that day.

but the circumstances that make it have to be like this.

two years for him was a very hard time, living without his mother.The burden of his past that became the black record of his life.

slowly he got up from his bed, then sat on a chair facing his study table.His hands took a photo, long he looked at the photo.a picture of memories with his mother while in Jakarta first.

suddenly he remembered the time when he was in Jakarta.when he still had many friends, what was rumored all his friends in Jakarta. maybe one day Amara will meet them again.

he misses everything in Jakarta, except the child he was born with.

everything will be fine.that is the word - amara words to encourage himself.no backrest or place to pour out all his feelings, all felt empty, stiff and boring.

amara put her mother's photo back in the box, then put it in the closet. Amara hopes after seeing this will be better and can make her treat a little homesickness in her mother.

"i'll be home mom, someday"

he looked at the mirror in front of him

"until I can be successful and happy mother. "

amara said as she shed her tears.

"maybe one day I can accept the boy"

amara suddenly remembered the face of the man who raped her first.the man she did not know at all.but the face slowly became blurry, due to the violent impact that hit her head at that time.

"you, won't calm down"

amara said with anger

"i can definitely find you and drag you to jail, you son of a bitch.."

amara's grudge grew even greater if she remembered the jerk-man who had taken away all her honor.even to this point amara could not live quietly.

suddenly the entire body of Amara limp. his body feels hot. too much burden he thinks.

he rushed out of the room and took the medicine in the medicine box.then he took it.he hoped to ease a little of his pain.

then he went back into his room and tried to close his eyes for a moment to forget all the burdens that burdened his mind.

Seriate

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