
Anne and Robert were already sitting in the middle room of the first floor of the shophouse. Oma Tinka usually sleeps in this room because of her condition which is no longer able to walk. There is a dining table, wardrobe, kitchen cabinet, TV, kitchen, bathroom, ironing room, and garage that is converted into a bedroom with a single mattress.
The lighting in this room is very minimal because it wants to save electricity, and rather cramped it feels. The floor is only cement, only the second floor uses ceramics because it consists of a bedroom room above there. There is a circular iron ladder that is very narrow and steep, so it is very dangerous if we climb it.
In the upper corner of the ceiling many cobwebs are never or may rarely be cleaned. It's very sad, the rich are stingy and do not keep clean like this.
Madame Sandra was lying on the bed. A bandage with cotton and wine rubbed on his left knee. His eyes were still open occasionally staring at the child and his daughter-in-law. Beside him was a small table filled with drinking water, snacks and tissues. Near the table there is also a hollow chair with a bucket underneath, it seems that Madame Sandra has difficulty walking to the bathroom so that bathing activities, toothbrushes, and so on, urinating and defecating is done while sitting in that hollow chair. This room smells bad.
"Hello, Mum. How's the left knee, Mom?" anne asked politely and stiffly.
Well, he was not too close let alone to get along with his mother, especially he knew his mother did not love him and there was a gap between the two. However, he still has to be kind to his mother. Whatever the name, formality or sincere, still have to come to greet his injured mother.
"Well, Mom's left knee is hurt and sore from overwriting the fence. All because of your father, I got hurt like this. So pain. It's wrapped in rubbing wine, but it still hurts." Madame Sandra pursed her lips when she told a story. His heart was still very upset when he remembered the tragedy of the fence accident two days ago.
"Oh that. Oh yes Mom, it's a basic food for Mom as usual. Don't move much, ma'am, hopefully soon healthy," said Anne slowly. He really felt uncomfortable and wanted to quickly go home from this gloomy shophouse.
"Yes, thank you. I still can't walk, so use that seat. Luckily there's a four-legged scepter on your Oma, I can use it to walk. I don't know why this left knee hurts so much." Madame Sandra held the end of the stick to show her daughter. Meanwhile, Robert was still quietly observing the interaction of the two of them.
It is strange and sad, a child who is hated by his parents, his income is not much, but must give money to his parents who in fact are businessmen. It is natural for a child to give thanks to money, goods and take his parents to eat and walk. However, Anne's financial condition is not too well established despite having run out of home and motorcycle installments, but still, it is very painful to have parents who are like leeches, sucking their children to dry kerontang. Anne already knew very well the habits of her parents, even though in the mouth said no need to love monthly money, their hearts still hope to be given money. Once upon a time, Anne who was still innocent, swallowed the raw words of her mother and only gave angpau at certain moments, such as birthdays, religious holidays and new years. His mother was instantly angry, advancing her mouth and cynical at Anne. Since then, Anne has been talking and still regularly sending money monthly, even plus birthday parties, etc.
"Meow, meow."
Suddenly a white yellow fur cat went up to the dining table. The female cat sniffed the rice and the side dishes. Then, the cat came down and sat on the floor.
"Hiiy there is a cat, hus hus," said Anne surprised as she flicked her hand at the cat. Instead of being afraid, the cat came closer to Anne's feet and lay at Anne's feet.
"That's Keto. Keto ck ck ck ck, sit there, don't ride, this is my son and daughter-in-law." Lady Sandra spoke to Keto, as if the cat understood human language.
Anne and Robert looked at it. Very dirty, cook a cat up to the dining table. How unsterilized this house is. So dirty.
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