CHARM GIRL LOVE (CONGRAT)
Changing Fate

I got up and checked the clock on the phone already showing at half-six in the afternoon. Lazy actually to go back to that house again.     

"I stay here" I asked my mother.

"I can't" my mother said. "Don't follow your emotions, you should remember your son too."

"Yara wants to find work. Yara doesn't want to go back to that house anymore. It's like heawan's treating Yara the same." I reasoned. But that's the truth.

"For what did it look like to do that?" ask my mother, whom we used to call my mother.

I told him everything, so that mom would know and not force me to go back to that house again. My sister, who just came home from working as a motorcycle washer at her school friend's house, also sat down to listen to my story.

"You think about it subtle! If you split up, who will take care of your child. Not sad you think apparently how painful it is not to have the old man? Do you want your son to be the same fate as you feel?"

I just bowed silently listening to mother's words. How could I have wanted my son to have the same fate that befell me. Being orphaned since childhood, it's a very, very painful thing.

 That's how my mother is, if she has heard or seen us fighting husband and wife. Surely he gave unfailing advice, until my heart melted like ice cubes in the light of the sun. Melt.

"Go home to you! Later kemalaman. Just think about your son's future. If he grows up, what do you do. But for now, worship you to go home. Pity your son, because you haven't rasainnya how difficult it is to be a widow. You're a widow, don't be a widow, either." He just kept blabbing at length.

This time, my tears were also broken. After finishing the tears. Now there is guilt and regret in my heart. Regret, why did I get my heart to leave my son all day. Why would I be so rude to him this afternoon and beat him blindly, when he knew nothing. The regret felt all over my body so that my chest felt tight to breathe. I was in a hurry to get my permission to go home.

"Well Brother! Make sister's shopping tomorrow." 

Fauzan _my sister _ handed me a piece of blue banknote.

"No need Deck, just make your school needs."

"Here you go, take it first. Later if there is a windfall, then brother replace," he said sincerely, while continuing to offer the money.

With a heavy heart, I had to accept it. Because I really need this money.

"Thank you, Deck!" my words are moved by the pain.

Just a teenager and still sitting on the bench of Junior High, but his nature is very mature. Perhaps, it was circumstances that taught him to think that mature. Not like the man I left home there, already good for children but his nature is still a child.

When we got home, it was night. I saw the living room from outside looking dark. All the lights are dead. Are they asleep already? 

Once the door is open, immediately turn on the light switch and head into the room. But, bang Diki and Riki are not there. Where'd they?

I went back outside, intending to put the motor still parked in the front yard. Suddenly someone screams to surprise me.

"Where have you been all day? Children are sent to people's homes. You guys are good at wandering around. You think there's your free maid, don't you?" Mak Anto , the next door neighbor of my house came while holding Riki who was asleep.

"But earlier, there was a bad Bang Diki." I defended myself.

"What gasuh? As soon as you left, he came to your son's nitipin house shortly. He said he'd go out for a minute. But, until now, I have not come home either. Some say, he was drinking in a cafe by the river there. The child is not fed, not bathed. Just like you guys, I look at this guy. There are no outs, either" Mak Anto said.

I lay down on the bed and stared fixedly at Riki's sleeping face. Every now and then, I kissed her cute-looking forehead. I checked all over his body that I hurt this afternoon. I found some bruised blue marks on his hands and thighs. I came back sobbing, as much as I could. Feeling guilty lamenting the fate of my son this whole day, after being abandoned by his father and his mother. How does he feel when he is taken care of by others?

I woke up after hearing the sound of a door slamming from outside. I immediately got up and glanced at the clock that was already showing around one o'clock at night. 

After I opened the door, Bang Diki entered with a stagger, his body smelling the characteristic sour smell of intoxicating drinks. It made my stomach feel nauseous and wanted to vomit. The smell of his body was all over the room. I hurried to leave him and quickly locked the door from the inside so he could not enter. I'm afraid that later he will be reckless to do the macem-macem when in a drunken state like that.

That's how Bang Diki behaves if there is a problem. Always run away from responsibility by drinking hard and drunk like a young man who has no burden at all.

Today, I intentionally woke up early. After finishing the bath and packing a change of clothes for Riki, I hurried away before Bang Diki woke up. I took the hape he was charging on the tivi. So is the Ojol jacket that he wears every day. Yes, I took the initiative to replace him as Online Ojek Driver for the next few days.

Why also I have to continue to depend on such an unfaithful husband. I want to make my own money for my needs and Riki's needs. If there is more I can give to my mother later.

Actually, I also do not understand how to use this Ojol application. But I was optimistic first. Hopefully, at Ojol base there are many friends of drivers who want to teach me later.

Actually, I've been thinking about this job all night. After last night, when I came home from my mother's house, I saw a female Driver Ojol on the way. I keep thinking. If he can, why can't I? The question filled my head. Therefore, today I was determined to try directly, so as not to just be wishful thinking.

Hopefully this is the first path that I have to take in order to get out of the shackles that have plagued me all this time.

"Where are we, Mother?" ask Riki on the way.

"Four Grandma."

"Four Grandma?" he asked in confusion, looking around the road we crossed.

"Yes. Riki wants to stay with Grandma first?"

"Where are you going?"

"Mother work first."

"Mother want to work?"

"Yes. Let Mommy work, so you can buy ice cream for Riki!"

"Who's the same riki?"

"Later, Riki was the same grandma. But, Riki don't be naughty if Grandma goes to work!" He's nodding. Good budinya lanang children me this. He was very obedient, not like yesterday when close to his father. 

I got to my mom's house very early. I set off early so that my mom wouldn't go to work. He usually leaves at about eight or nine in the morning.

I want to leave Riki to her first for today. If Riki can not be brought to his employer's house, forced mother is the one I will ask permission first for today.

Yes Robbi, please take this servant step, O Allah....

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