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Why Me?

Humans can survive even the most difficult times, humans can also be destroyed even just because of a speck of things.

I was silent, and my eyes were staring at the gravestone on which my mother, Quartarina Luis, had her name imprinted, and I wished that you were calm there not to feel pain or disappointment.

I look back to the past, where the sweet figure always welcomed me when I returned home, she always smiled gracefully and always served her best dishes.

I remember one cold night that Dad didn't come back from his job while Prama and I had food poisoning from our housemaid at the time didn't throw out all the prodak expaerd.

Mother fought to protect us and took us to the doctor to wait and treat us.

When I asked where is dad? mom just sighed as I know, mom was never this hesitant.

Months passed and I heard the two of them talking in their bedroom.

"I know you don't love me anymore, and I realize I can't keep you company anymore, but please hold on to what you want at least until I die." sob came from behind the door and I knew it was mom.

"I'm a normal man, I need a woman, for my lust, waiting for you to die? like waiting for the lottery!" now that dad started talking, for days I wanted to ask them all about their fight but I knew you'd be even sadder.

I've seen my mom cry, and it's the first time I've seen her, honestly for 12 years of my life with my mom I've never seen her cry like that, even seeing him complain about his pain I never heard of it.

"What's the matter, mom?" I said while wiping away her tears.

"You've come back, Ika? do you want to eat or change clothes first?" mom tried to dodge, I held her back and hugged her.

"Mother? you're not being nice, are you? tell me what's going on now?"

Mom stroked my cheek, like I needed help and I had a problem.

"Mother will be fine as long as you and Prama can still smile, Ika mother loves you very much, if one day mother has to go and leave you, please stay with dad and respect all his decisions."

"Why should you obey Dad? dad always bans me all the time, all this time I've been obeying him just because I don't want you to be sad." I hugged him and kissed him on the cheek.

"Well, you'll always be there for you, you'll be there any time."

It was so eager that I cried out and protested to God, why did he test me with all these painful things.

It was late in the afternoon, I decided to go back to my aunt and aunt's house.

I approached Aunt Marwah who was cooking something, I hugged her from behind.

"My dear Auntie's afternoon, it's so sweet." My saliva almost dripped when I knew Aunt was cooking my favorite chicken opor.

"Wow... The chicken's opor Tan?"

"Yes, Auntie deliberately cooked this, saw you end this lack of appetite, and Auntie remembered your mother always said that cooking chicken opor Micah was always excited." I stared at the pot containing chicken opor.

My hunger was gone, and I accidentally left Aunt Marwah in the kitchen.

"Mikha, where are you going? we're eating together." Auntie's screams filled the room.

Little by little I was able to neutralize my feelings now, and I returned to the dining room, where Aunt and Om were eating together.

"Mikha, come sit down." said Aunt Marwah as she prepared rice for me.

Instead of sitting down I hugged him and shed all the tears in his arms.

"Sorry Aunt, Micah makes Aunt sad, Micah only remembers mother, sorry Aunt."

"Dear, Auntie knows how you feel, Auntie does not papa, if Micah does not want to eat opor made by Aunt also does not papa."

"Sorry Auntie."

And finally we ate with the feeling that we each felt.