Wife Brought

Painful Statements (2)

"Because maam Annisa's saying that I can't be evil with aunt. Aunty has been wrong a lot with me. Same dad and same everybody."

Rama smiled faintly. Imagine the mother is here and will definitely smile proudly because of her actions. Ah considering his mother who was not connected to Rama became sad again.

A second later, he shook his head and refocused the same mature woman in front of him.

"Tante .. is actually a lot of questions that perch in my mind. Until I was confused which one to use. Everything is too confusing for me."

"..."

Rama put his arms together and squeezed them slowly. Start to feel nervous.

"From the little I knew it, my aunt died. From a young age I knew I was different from my friends. I don't have a mom who takes care of me and I just have a great dad. Unfortunately ... Dad was busy with his work and I could not complain about anything. Because I know you work for me."

Rama began to sit back and stare blankly at the television that had not lit since.

"Sometimes I'm jealous of me. They treated their mothers from childhood. From those who are picked up with their mothers until they are made provisions. Many make me sad and from there I sometimes sprained, why aunt called cepet with God. Though I haven't had a mother figure at all."

"..."

"But dad always taught me to accept destiny from God and dad always told me everything about Auntie. For me who do not know anything about Aunt, start to know a little and feel good. Because I know a little about the person who gave birth to me. Even though I never met at all."

Sakilla was silent.

"Tante knows? how fragile am I to my father? I often see the father who was hem-diem smoking on the balcony because of the same miss aunt. Aunty also knows how sad I fit all my friends mojokin me because I don't have a mother?"

Rama wiped his tears down and chuckled softly. Remembering the painful times.

"I hate it sometimes, aunt. At the age of a little boy. I should be able to handle everything. Because dad's super busy. I just don't want to bother Dad. I also know you still like to be sad. That's why I don't want to make you sadder."

"..."

"Especially, I was curious about the person who gave birth to me." Rama smiled thinly and hugged the sofa cushion tightly. "Because I realize, every time I'm the same dad. The malemnya must be a sad father. Or not...every malem father always nemenin I sleep and wait until I fall asleep. But without you knowing, sometimes I'm still aware that you're crying next to me and just calling me aunty's name."

"..."

"When that's .. I don't really understand. I'm angry with my aunt for making my dad like this. But every time I speak my heart, my father gets angry with me. Dad kept saying that the person who gave birth to me was a very nice person and I had absolutely no right to hate him at all."

The boy's breath began to drift.

His chest felt tight making Rama repeatedly exhale. He began to dare to look at Sakilla and his face pias saw the aunt just looked down. I don't know what's on his mind right now, because it's not Rama's business at all.

"I ... was immediately angry."

"Mak— you mean?"

"Tante knows? when Annisa came, I was very happy. I was grinning because I finally found the right mother figure for me. Mother who loves me and really cares for me."

"..."

"I know everything myself. Instantly assisted with maamah Annisa and it makes me very happy."

Sakilla was devastated to see the face of the child who was so sad because of this. Either, his heart also hurt to see Rama who was so happy because of the figure of the mother and the reason it did not come from him who is the figure of the birth mother for Rama.

Meanwhile, the,

With a very wide smile, Rama touched his heart.

"My heart seems to shine aunty .. Mamah's existence is right for me so happy. Many things that I have never done and mamah make it all for me and I really love very mamah."

Rama's head is slightly inclined towards Sakilla.

"And aunty should know, early mother same father married. I'm just being mean to Mamah Annisa. But I'm mad! and from there I love to snort. Because I just know the same mamah Annisa already martial so much in appeal to the father who already from the baby lives with me."

Rama giggled, imagining the upset face of his father at that time.

"But I answered gini! I was the same father from a long time ago. But my mother made me feel safe and comfortable in this house. That's why you have so much time with me! Let me be fair to my love!" he said with spirit. "From there can an aunt conclude on her own?"

Sakilla nodded doubtfully.

"That means .. want as long as you live with me. But if there is someone new and able to make me feel like a whole child. Then I will choose the new person," he said slowly. "And aunt should understand. The figure of the father can be replaced with the figure of Mamah Annisa. What else is an aunt who has no contribution at all in my life!"

And Sakilla swore quietly. Confused what to react.

"But ... what's wrong if you want to deket same mother's own child?" sakilla said at the end.

Rama shook his hands in the air.

"In the beginning there was nothing wrong. But the aunt's attitude that made me the same as Kesel's father. Aunty should realize that auntie is nobody now here."

"You dare to say that!" furious Sakilla. "Where the hell is Bram the same woman that taught you? Why did you even grow up to be the son of a dissident like this? Where's the kid who talked the kayak to his own mother?"

Rama took a deep breath. He was getting tired, but there was still something he had to ask.

"Before the aunt is angry, the aunt should know .. which makes me confident here is because the father is equally mama. Father who always taught me to accept the situation and give up heart so that I can talk with aunt and mama who always taught me not to be evil as people who have hurt me."

Rama sharpened his view.

"Because if you don't teach it like that. Maybe now I'm more evil with aunt (?)"