Ares: Never Grow Up
Past Ron! (4)

...Is he going to slap me? ...

POV: Ron

I close my eyes tight. Huddled up, trying to block the slap my mother was about to give.

"You better stop here, if you continue, I will not hesitate in reporting it to the authorities" said the doctor suddenly. Because of the doctor's words, my mother finally did not continue the action, but it seems she is still angry with me and the doctor.

"Bather has said a lot? This is my son, I have the right to do anything to him!" say my mother again. The longer I heard her words, the more I realized that my mother had a mental disorder.

"Better mom out. I don't want to see my mother anymore" I said firmly. Suddenly my mother immediately looked at me in shock, an angry and disappointed expression clearly visible within her eyes. His body trembled, as if holding back a thousand languages that he was about to spit out soon.

"Who taught you to be a dissident child?" asked my mother while holding back her anger.

"Who taught me to think of man as an item?" I also asked at the same time. As the atmosphere of this room grew hotter, even the doctors had already told the nurses to prepare in case of a commotion. Lucky this is a VVIP room, so there's no other patient except me here.

"What?! I did that to educate you! To make you a successful child!" my mother shouted not to accept. I tried to sit and look at my mother. I forcefully removed my breathing apparatus, then took a deep breath.

"educating me? EDUCATE ME YOU SAY?! WHICH MOTHER GIVES HER CHILD MEDICINE UNTIL SHE IS CRITICAL?! DON'T MAKE ME A TOOL OF SUCCESS THAT YOU CAN'T EVEN ACHIEVE!" my screams are full of emotion. My chest immediately ached and hurt, but I just kept quiet while crying. While my mother, she was speechless, looking at me with a strange and disgusted look.

"Whatever. You're no longer my son." My mother turned and left.

"Yes. I'm no longer your son, and don't expect me to think of you as your mother." I stared at the woman's back which was moving away. The nurses and doctors just silently watched us, the atmosphere that was originally hot and tense, now turned cold and stiff.

"OHAW! UHUK UHUK!" I started coughing. The nurses and doctors headed straight for me, sticking some tools I had removed when I was angry. My eyes even started to become blurry.

"Calm down! You'll be fine!" That's what the doctor said. After that I started to close my eyes, trying to believe what the doctor said. Tomorrow will be different from the day I've been through.

***

Tut .. tut.

As usual, the sound from the computer next to me was always the reason I woke up. And I'm sure, for sure when I open my eyes, this room will still be just as empty.

"Hm? Are you awake?" ask a man sitting quietly beside me. When I saw his face, I knew who he was. Language that tries to sound soft, the look of the face is like a wall made of steel. And body gestures that are authoritative and full of charisma.

He was my father.

"What's up, Dad?" tanyaku. The last time I saw him was when I was 2 years old. Since then, I've never seen her again.

"I heard you had a fight with your mother, what's the matter?" ask her in a calm tone. This is what I hated about my father, his expressionless flat face, making it hard to guess.

"Just ask the psychopath who put drugs in my milk drinks" I said. Even after hearing me, he did not budge in the slightest. It was as if he was not surprised, or even did not care.

"Hoo so, huh? Looks like he's forcing you to study day and night" my dad said.

DEG!

I thought it was just my mother who was insane, but my father was the same.

"Don't misunderstand me. I also married him not out of love," my father explained, he took a white bag that turned out to contain fruits. It looks like he bought it when he was coming here.

"Because to me, no one can be trusted but me. And nothing is more important than my goal" he said seriously. My father was a successful businessman, in front of the television screen he was a friendly and character. Though the original very brengs*k and baj*ngan like this.

"If you feel threatened while living next to your mother. You can move into an apartment and live with me. As long as you can survive my teaching," said my father again. He threw a chipped apple at me.

"I don't give you any medicine, eat it. You've been through a critical period, haven't you? Must eat nutritious food" he said with a stiff smile. I also ate the apple he peeled. Maybe he didn't put anything on this apple.

Wouldn't I be better off living with my father? Than with that woman. A time when I could lose my life, could happen at any time.

"I'll move" I said after swallowing the apple I chewed. Hearing my answer, he just smiled coldly and rubbed my head.

"You won't regret it. I'll make you a successful person." That's how he said.

***

POV: Author

What Ron's father said was no nonsense. Since Ron moved in and lived with his father, he has been educated hard. Makes him a tough kid and mentally strong.

But just as the mother puts physical and emotional stress on compassion, the father teaches both physically and psychologically. Make it a person with mature thinking but do not consider human rights exist.

***

"Dad, I was confused about something" Ron said as he sat quietly on the sofa. His eyes only focused on looking at the glass table in front of him. The father who felt his name was called, immediately turned his head towards his son.

"What's wrong?" ask the father in a flat tone.

Ron has entered high school, he grew up to be a healthy teenage boy and has a perfect physique. Now was his last year of High School, but he was confused by something.

It's about the fact that there's a girl who likes her.

"Yesterday there was a girl who declared her love for me" said Ron again. His father, who was initially busy with documents at his desk, immediately stood up and sat beside Ron.

"Then? Do you often get statements of love? Why confused now? Just do it as usual, reject him," said his father flat. It's true that Ron always refused the confession of love he got. On the grounds that he would follow what his father had said.

..."But father, aren't those who love me more useable?"....

TBC.

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