Because I'M Father
Whoareyou?

I looked at the damned brochure carefully. The color is yellow and the background is not attractive. Why should it be a rotten yellow like this, one would think this was something oval floating on the dam.

My photo with the monsters became the coolest decoration but became ugly when my face and Nio were slightly cut off.

For Chrissakes. Where did Mama print a brochure like this. At least make an interesting brochure. Any young man would want to see this because all would be disgusted in time.

I looked at the three Monsters that were playing together. "Look at what your grandmother did" I said completely clueless as to what my mother did.

I was shocked. Suddenly the apartment door was opened until it rang loudly making the three Monsters run up to me in shock.

Shelin, it was the woman who came over disrespectfully. "Are you a gorilla? Open the door properly! You want to break my door?" My protest and saw Shelin panting exactly like the security guard.

"Front, why are they shouting your name? It's so noisy outside. Al, do something. Do you serve as the king of demons?" The panic, I just chuckled amusedly.

"Your eyes are as myopic as a leaven keeper. Only three people you said were riotous!" I laughed discordantly.

"Three? I swear there are many mothers. You're like the discount stuff they're after!" Obviously Shelin surprised me.

"really? I saw only three" I said, explaining my vision.

"You are, ish" Shelin pinched my waist to make me scream.

"Auntie, don't pinch it. Papa's body is as sensitive as his heart" martial Nio did not accept me in torment.

"Ah, I didn't pinch it. You're looking wrong" Elak Shelin, lying so as not to be attacked by these monstrous monsters.

We looked at the mothers from the window and looked at them full of mirth.

"Why is no one young. Unfortunately my sister if married to one of them" said Shelin offended me.

"Can you kick them out? Tell me you're my wife. Tell me what they're from here" I asked Shelin to drive the green fly out front.

"Al, give up, you better get married soon or Mama's going to be crazy" he said, this time he looked serious.

We were sitting in a window seat, our faces changing as drastically as they had just been charged.

"Why don't you give up? Why me? If you marry Mama will be happy and not bother me anymore" after a long silence I just answered.

Shelin took a deep breath, her shoulders weakened. I guess he had a lot of trouble too.

"You know for yourself this reality is bitter. Quickly forget Aruna, it is not good to continue to love or blame yourself. You hurt yourself with this life, Al." This woman is good at advising when her life is not much different from mine.

"Then should I get married and be happy? I felt like a killer all along. I killed Aruna through my children. So, let me make up for it by spending my life on them." My words began to weaken and struck my heart. "Maybe it will make Aruna not hate me" I said making Shelin shed her tears.

This is the first time I've said what I've kept and felt all along. What made Alden what he is today.

"Are you going to punish yourself? Even God doesn't grieve that." Shelin shook my body "Don't be an idiot, Al!"

"Then I have to forget it? Forgetting and letting go is not as fast as loving" I said still insisting.

"Let go slowly. I didn't force her to forget because it was hard." Said Shelin patting me on the shoulder. "You can do it"

"Until your mouth is venomous your advice will be of no use" I said, as soon as Shelin's true nature returned.

He hit me on the back, not too hard.

"Foam I mean" my errata confirmed.

"Do I have to lose my memory? That way I forgot to get married, forgot to have children, forgot to kill Aruna, and forgot that I was Alden the sucker and the idiot." My murmurs started to digress.

Shelin stroked my head, I hope she didn't finish peeling before.

"Why should I have this seidiot sister" Sheila muttered still stroking my head.

"Why do I have to have this next brother" I replied not to lose. Instantly also his hand that had been stroking me now turned to push my head.

"Bored of life, huh?" His impact.

°°°

Intentions wanted to explain to the mothers but they would not listen. As a result, I was chasing them. Hiding in the girls' toilet might be my last resort. They couldn't have thought that I was in the girls' room.

Walking backwards and sneaking around I started to open the door wc. Go inside, which turns out to be no one. Safe. It was as if I could breathe a sigh of relief for a moment because it was not completely safe yet.

"Hey what are you doing in the girls' room?" A woman came in and surprised me.

I turned around to see him. I looked at her familiar face in my vision. I rubbed my eyes slowly, but my eyes were myopic. But the figure still exists and remains the same.

I make sure his feet don't float he can be a spirit that is wandering but his feet touch the floor. That means he's not a ghost.

Now I've gone crazy hallucinating in broad daylight imagining Aruna. I patted my cheeks to make me realize that my wife was gone. But it's too real to be called a delusion to the point that I can feel my leg being kicked.

"Why did you kick me?" I asked while grimacing in pain.

"You're the one who's looking at me like that and what's going on in the girls' toilet. Do you want to peek?" Gruff speech.

"Don't misunderstand me. I'm in hiding"

"Reason. Your eyes will be stingy!" He said then stepped foot before he grabbed the doorknob first his hand I gamit.

"Wait where are you going?" My toot.

"Ish what the hell Om, take off my hand" he said trying to release his hand that I held.

"Did you say Om? I'm not your Om anymore I'm still young" I said not accept in the call Om. I am an om-om.

"Young from where. You're old ugly again" he just said I'm old and ugly. Are his eyes minus?

"Ah it's up to you" I said ignoring the sneer. "Just answer my question now. Whoareyou? Why do you look like my late wife?"

"Where do I know" he replied indifferently, shrugging his shoulders.

"The correct answer. Who're you?"

"I don't know Uncle. What if I look like your late wife? Do you have a crush on me?" He said so well. I might have a crush on him.

"I have a crush on you obviously don't"

"Then let go of my uncle's hand" he said. I looked at his hand which I still held with my reflexes to let go. Let's just get him to pedean. Aish, you're a bad-ass hand.

"Sorry" I said sorry. After that, he came out with me as well. If I stay here I can be accused again.

As soon as I came out, the mothers were still there. Are they not tired? I was the one hiding tired.

Seeing the girl walking in front of me, I had an idea for her mothers to leave. Without a second thought I aligned my steps and clasped his hands.

"Uncle what the fuck" he protested.

"Don't call me Uncle. Call me mas and pretend to be my wife?" I said half a whisper.

"I don't want to unless you pay me" he said.

"Well, how much do I have to pay you?"

"One million" he said that made me glare if I was eating maybe I was choking.

"Half of it" I asked, too, was too expensive just to pay him to make him want to play.

He did not immediately reply, it seemed like he was weighing up my offer.

"Deal"