Altschmerz
JEALOUS

The world is a comfortable place for greedy people, people who feel better than others, people who don't think about the feelings of others, those who are self-serving, and those who can set in motion the law of justice on the basis of the power he possesses.

God is Just, but the World and its content are not His fair.

And me? I was one of those victims who had always felt all that, one of the reasons that made so much sense that I was deemed worthy of all the indecent, unjust, treatment, inhumanity, and all that is beyond my reasoning is simply because I was coincidentally born to 2 pair of humans who have an all-sufficient standard of living.

My father was a drift worker and my mother was a traveling cookie salesman, I also had a 9-year-old brother and a 4-year-old sister. What a fairly normal and mediocre family in the ears and view of everyone.

So, why should we accept all this suffering? Are we sinners because our economy is not at the same level as the world's material people?

Have I ever felt all that pain since I was a child?

Answer's no. I don't even know, what is suffering? Is that unfair? What does it feel like in caci maki? et cetera.

Both of my parents are very good at meeting the needs of their families, I never thought that I was the child of both parents who have a mediocre economy.

The beautiful memory I remember is when I had so many adoptive parents who loved me so much, although not as good as my two biological parents. And it doesn't make me confused who my real parents are.

I recall. In the past, I often waited for my mother to come home from sales, never thinking about whether the mother's merchandise had run out or not, for as long as I could see my mother, it felt very happy.

At that time I was enjoying my mother's smile while waving her hands to me and my sister, we both shouted along with my mother's arrival.

" Mom!!! Mama!! Yay!! Mom's home!! "

The sound of our cries raced rhythmically with our footwork that kept jumping up and down in excitement.

" Ibuu.." We both hugged mom when she just took off her sandals outside the porch fence.

" Atschmerz, Narah. Have you had lunch, son? " The first sentence you said when you first saw us.

We both immediately answered mother's question by shaking our heads.

" I'm the same Adek waitin mom. I'm the same Adek want to eat with Mom. " My plain words while smiling widely.

I remember clearly, even though my mother's face looks very tired and sweaty, but she still tried to look shady in our eyes.

" Yes, already. Let's eat together. " Mom led us in at the dinner table.

The three of us sat in a circle on the floor, sharing food in 1 plate. My sister and I loved it when my mom made rice to put it in our mouths. Race, whose mouth can accommodate the largest rice head made by the mother.

" Hump!! " My mouth is full, and my stomach is full.

But my sister could still gobble up some mother-made rice, though I wish I couldn't possibly eat it again if it was this big.

I also still remember one moment very clearly, a few days after the race to eat the most rice.

The day I want to tell you about is the 3rd day of the kite season and also the slingshot. My brother Ziawan is very excited to make kites and slingshots with my father. My father taught everything he knew to Kak Ziawan, while me and Narah just looked from the other side while eating a piece of green bean ice wax.

" father?! Is this done? " Say kaka Ziawan who has been patiently waiting.

" Wait, it's just put the rubber again, and Ziawan slingshot so. " The speech was in line with the movement of the fingers of the father who was pairing the old tire rubber on the slingshot.

" Nah, it's done. What according to Ziawan? Dad's catapults are good, aren't they? " Dad gave it to Kak Ziawan by covering him.

Brother Ziawan looks very satisfied. His eyes were like the stars were dancing.

" Well, how cool Dad is!! Ziawan. Great dad!!" Kaka continued to look at the catapult in his necklace.

" Hahahhaa, really, good if Ziawan likes it. Dad's happy. "

" father?! Skarang for kite dong Daddy, Ziawan want to play also with Ziawan's friends. "

Without babibu Dad directly taught brother Ziawan how to make kites, they are both partners of all weather. Narah and I could only sit sweetly while watching the two of them be creative with their imaginations, until finally Mother came from inside the house while carrying 1 plate containing a pile of fried bananas that are still steamy.

" Come on that first. I've made you a Fried Banana, here. Everyone wash their hands back there. " Mother's speech that was able to make the two men in the corner of the terrace raised their faces towards Mother.

Before long, they looked at each other 1, I suspect they thought of something like a race to the kitchen maybe? Father and Brother Ziawan looked at each other, then began to stand slowly, freeing their clothes full of scraped wood powder.

" Dad, Ziawan. I know your thoughts. Can't run well, fall later. " Mom warned both.

They walk casually in front of mom to get into the house, I'm relieved that they can finally both look like soerang Father and Son. But all the allegations and relief was completely wrong, a few seconds later Ziawa opened his voice.

" 1, 2, 3 The last one got a rotten egg!! " Shouted Kak Ziawan then ran to the kitchen which was then followed by Dad.

" Cheat!! " I cried Father then tried to chase after Kak Ziawan who was in front of him.

Mother seemed to tolerate this, she only laughed because her husband wanted to be provoked by the challenges of his own son. Well, it's a very common thing in our family.

In short, there are so many wonderful memories that I cannot forget. Memories that should want to be repeated every time we long for that time, where I feel that memories can never be paid for by anything in this world, even though the payment was a mountain of diamonds.

What a terrible family, right? The family that all humans in this world want, especially all children in any part of the world.

But, I am Altschmerz, where the meaning of my name seems to be in line with the story of my life. Just now is a piece of fond memories from some, and wonderful memories that we may not necessarily find in the future.

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