
"MAS! You can't do this to me or Amora!" the screams of a woman.
"You! It's useless! Just like the daughter you gave birth to!" a man kept beating the woman.
"I'm going!" reply to the woman.
"Go! And bring your daughter! You know how useless he is. He should have learned not to write strange stories like this!"
"Mas! Don't tear it!!"
Household fights are common. Shouts, punches, slaps, revealing who was strong between the two people. Only two people quarreled, but the children were victims.
In a corner of the room, a girl with bruises on her hands curled up to her feet. His gaze was right across the room, his breathing was not as stupefied as anxious about something. The screams of the two men entered his room, making the girl even more tightened her hands on his feet.
Her flat aunt did not flinch for a moment when the door of her room opened. The child is back in a awake position.
"Mama!" the girl immediately hugged the woman.
"Amora, you're doing well now. I am proud," he said.
To be honest Amora wasn't even sure, her mother didn't look good. His face was like bruises as well as his hair was messy. It was a natural state for Amora to see after her mother's quarrel with her father.
Some days the same thing keeps happening. Amora also saw her mother crying, but when Amora came a fake smile she forced her to.
The morning was different. Amora did not see her father. Her mother was preparing to leave, especially with the medium suitcase she was carrying.
"Mama! Where's mama going?" amorah asked to drive her mother out of the house.
The woman's steps stopped. Turning around displayed his fake smile as usual.
"Where are you going?" ask Amora back.
"Mama will go" replied the woman.
"Go? Can Amora come?"
A gentle swipe of her hand on Amora's head. A moment of warm embrace back he did without speech. "No, you can't come."
"But Amora wants to come."
"Amora listen, you have to stay here. Amora, I am sure that with what you do you will become a great person, successful by being what you want to be. Therefore, believe that and keep trying to do the best Amora. You're listening to mom, aren't you?"
That was the last sentence my mom said before she left with her suitcase. At first I believed what he said. I will be a success with my work, my writing, or something I want. But I realized when the news of my mother's death came and some policemen came to the house.
News says if an adult woman has killed a man of her age or about older than her. Using a knife he stabbed repeatedly at a bar, then he killed himself.
A strong woman who I expected now she became a murderer also committed suicide with her own hands. As powerful as women, it ends up going crazy. Leave children with the hope to live without the hope they talked about before.
Amora felt her body shake at something. I don't know where Amora's memory turned into her dream now. Unknowingly tears trickled from Amora's eyes.
"Why are you sleeping here Miss? Your body will feel pain later," said Barier lifting Amora's body and then put it on the bed room.
Amora continued to be silent as she thought about her dream just now. A dream that really looks real from his past. 'Is this also a dream, if true how should I wake up? Death?' inner Amora while looking at her palm.
"Miss?" call Barier back. "You think of something?"
"Nothing" replied Amora lightly.
A moment Amora looked back at Barier, her fake smile. He learned that long before he was born again. Amora looked at Barier's hand, it had been a long time since she had noticed him. Barier's hand was not that strong, but now it was muscular and strong.
"You must be very strong yes Barier, you can take care of your brother later" said Amora.
"I'm sorry?" barier's question was momentarily shocked by what Amora said.
"Nothing" said Amora again staring at Barier as before. "Sorry, I miss Barier's mother a little. I don't know where I dreamed of it, she looked beautiful with her gentle strokes before she left and died" explained Amora immediately turned her face away.
"Does this have anything to do with Master Duke? Sorry for the harsh treatment of the magical beast Miss. Now there are so many spies, it's also to keep Miss."
"I know, it's because my brother got the Duke title all of a sudden, but I really miss my mother Barier. When there is a chance, will you accompany me to the east? I want to see my mother as well as Reverend Cleo" said Long Amora.
Barier was truly loyal to the Duke family. Amora remained part of the Duke's family. Just a nod signifies Barier's ability at Amora's request.
"Thank you, Barier, if that's how you can go. I want to rest again" replied Amora.
"All right, I'm saying goodbye. If you need anything you can tell me right away."
After Barier's departure, Amora's face changed completely. The look of his smile instantly faded in his dim face. A moment Amora looked out. It was there that he began to see the determination to immediately leave the mansion.
A few days have passed. As usual Amora always sleeps in Chandler's room. He must not go out carelessly, except when Barier accompanies him. Like a guard in the form of a house Amora could only lament her fate.
The big day arrives. Chandler's birthday is celebrated. It was the first feast of mourning since Duke Thedelso's death. At that time many people came, especially the young female nobles. They're after Chandler as their partner.
In between the party riots, Chandler's sister there, Amora, is nowhere to be seen. As Barier said he was not allowed to come in on security issues. Amora knew it was just Chandler's alibi to lock her up when she invited Diana and Theodor.
"You must be sad, I will bring something from there Miss," said Airy faithfully waiting for her.
On the edge of Amora's window, there she peeked at the party with Airy in her sparrow form. "For a long time I didn't see that, if you're happy, I don't care for Airy" Amora responded with an unmoved look from the party room.
Airy knew that Amora wanted to go there. Without a second thought Airy just left. "Airie! If you get caught by your brother you can be killed!" amora shouted trying to stop Airy.
As if not to hear, Airy immediately went away. For a while Amora just looked at the party room alone. Completely alone. For a moment he recalled the moment he went to the party with Tremy. He really helped her in the upper class. I don't know when Amora hasn't seen her friend.
"Ah.." Amora's sigh recalled the time the young nobles started gossiping about her. Tremy came to help. "Tremy, I don't know why I miss him a little now. Is he coming?"
"You miss me?"