Duren's charm, my friend's Dad
Chapter 8

My brother came home drunk as usual. He couldn't even stand up properly. His body fell several times, even though he just walked from the front door to the room.

At a time like this, I know you must be very sad to see the state of your only son. What my mother really hoped for.

"Mom's in the kitchen for a second, gonna make a drink for your sister." Mom went to the kitchen to make a drink when I knew she was going to spill her tears silently. Don't want me to see it. Especially my sister when she saw my mother cry, she must have cried.

"Rina, what did you do? Let's see brother."

My brother's name is Indra. He was a good boy not like this. The difference in my age with Indra's brother is quite far, Indra's sister is ten years older than me. I remember very well that he used to be a good, obedient, smart child and loved his mother and sisters. I used to joke with him a lot. After graduating from High School, he received a scholarship to continue his studies at the university. But out of pity for mom and thinking about me and Lina. My brother sacrificed his scholarship and chose to work.

Indra worked in several places. It is quite difficult in the capital city to find a job by relying on a High School diploma. He's just odd jobs but never complains, just like I am today. Indra used to work day and night for us. But then he met a woman. Actually we didn't turn on the woman. Love does sometimes come without permission, you know already lodged in the heart.

At that time the mother was willing to release her only son. He let his son go to achieve his happiness. I couldn't do anything at the time either. I could only calm my mother with a hug as my sister stepped out through the door.

After a month to be exact, suddenly my brother came back with different circumstances. His face was lethargic and uninspired, within his eyeballs harbored sadness. He came back but became a different person. He roared in his room and began to blame the circumstances, why he was born in a family like this and blame his parents. I tried to calm my brother down and asked him what was going on.

Usut had a mouthwash turned out to be his girlfriend, the woman who had made him leave his family, had an affair with his own friend. He said the man was better than my brother, more obviously his family. My brother sacrificed a lot. Here I learned that true love does not exist for the poor.

From then on, my brother became frustrated and began to change. Start drinking hard and then gamble like dad. He doesn't care about us anymore, until now he's still like that. But luckily he doesn't owe me like dad. If so, I don't know how else to repay those debts.

After I put my sister to bed in the room, I caught up with my mother. I secretly heard him cry. While holding his chest.