
"Basic child is useless! Can't you be an example of your brother, huh! Although he's your stepbrother, but he's obedient and proud of Papa. Every day it just makes fun ... it's .. and it's. Papa bosen! Papa's tired of having to deal with the police, Galang! You can make your Papa proud of you, huh!"
I don't know how many times Galang got a comparison with Galih, the half-brother, who managed to make Mr. Baskoro's company get an award for the last two years.
Actually, Galang did not want to help and continue the company owned by his birth father, but since the Papa married a woman named Laras who brought his son Galih, but since the Papa married, Galang hates the Papa who gets rid of all her Mama's belongings without rest instead of her stepmom's orders.
Five years living with a new family, Galang felt neglected because the Papa was so obedient with his second wife. Even every Galang argued, never heard by Mr. Baskoro. That's why Galang always vent his regret with motor racing and became the head of a motorcycle gang because he continuously won the motorcycle racing race.
"Galun .. Try to change a little of your habits, son. Slow down, not pa-pa. Mami is also sad to see you live unclear out there. Your age is also no longer a teenager, son," said Mami Laras meekly.
Actually Galang was fed up with the attitude of his stepmother. Somehow Galang always felt that the good attitude of the stepmother was a pretense in order to get the attention of the Papa.
"Son?" Galang repeated the name Mami Laras. One eyebrow raised and the corner of his lips turned. "I'm not your son, Mrs Baskoro!" exclaiming Galang immediately moved from his seat and stared cynically for a while the woman who became a mother, he continued.
"So your mouth, Galang!" shouted Papa Baskoro did not accept his wife was denigrated.
"Galm! Are you blind and deaf, huh! Your mother sincerely loves you, but you're a brash kid, look!" papa Baskoro exclaimed, but did not make Galang's heart touched at all. Soon Galang stepped away with his black jeans jacket without saying goodbye.
A few moments later, the loud sound of the motorbike pot belonging to Galang echoed until it was clearly heard into the house.
Yes, Galang deliberately did that so that his Papa knew the pain of always getting comparisons. But Galang realized, his current Papa is no longer his old Papa. Galang is very aware that Papa Baskoro currently belongs to his second wife.
"Mrs ... Galang longs! Where is the affection that Galang always get from Mama and Papa all this time? Where can Galang get that back, Ma? Should Galang follow, Mama?" muttered Galang with a speck of clear liquid dripping on both of his cheeks.
Not wanting anyone to see him grieve, Galang immediately put on his pride helmet. Before advancing his motorbike, Galang had turned to look at the main door of the luxury house with an all-white feel. In the doorway, Galang always saw his parents waving when he was about to leave. But that only remains a memory.
Galang also propelled his motor to go somewhere. The only thing Galang was thinking about right now was his mother.