Dusk Belibis
IT DOESN'T MATTER WHO MY SON IS

Ccleks...

The door opened, A familiar girl appeared, the woman who had no attractiveness at all stood long enough to notice Abhimanyu, there was a surprised look that was not hidden.

"Lho.ka.kok...''

Abhimanyu simply smiled in response to the shock Sari saw.

“Tumben bi..?” he said later, he greeted Abhimanyu impressed curiously. There is a false serration of behavior in every movement and tone of speech. I will be a super star

Abhimanyu who was greeted, only turned his face, did not give an answer.

Sari threw her shoe bag and all her weight on the floor just like that.

“Iya mbak, just came home? How afternoon..?”

Seeing Sari who seemed less happy, Abhimanyu tried to create a neutral atmosphere. He tries to create pleasantries, despite the fact that he and Sari are one school but not one genre, and is recognized by little heart Abhimanyu that he does not have much good communication contact with Sari.

“I am les first, you came home from earlier? How come I never saw you, bi? Are you not in school anymore?”

Abhimanyu glanced at the woman with a sweet black and thin body dry hijab and did not have any appeal at all with a gaze, haaaaaah. Ah, if she wasn't my mom, I would have had eye pain.

“School is mbak, this is also new home.”

“I mean I, I never met you at school.”

"Maybe God did not bring us together, '' Abhimanyu replied curiously.

One school but not one major, different concepts of different directions are also different genres.

The relationship between the two is only hello se hay only. Why is that...? I don't know. Even sometimes Abhimanyu likes to be insolent with Sari's entourage.

I hope he doesn't get revenge

“I no need mbak, same mom..” Sari turned to look at Abhimanyu who pretended not to see him for a while, then engrossed again with his activities.

“Need what?” tanyanya.

“There are things I want to talk about with mom,.” The woman raised her eyebrows next to her, she kept flicking through the clothes in the closet.

“Abi, you do not eat first.” the lonely mother had noticed these two teenagers cut off their unnecessary chatter.

“What mom cooks?"

“Search yourself...!” answer the sari from within.

She followed Abhimanyu's steps.

“Abi, how is your Aunt?” mother asked, he sat next to the teenager.

“Good bu,”

Mother poured water into a glass, she stroked her hair and kissed Abhimanyu's forehead.

Abhimanyu's eyes glazed over, it didn't feel like it could be treated that way. The teenager's breath was like stuck in the throat, his nose and eyes hurt, water began to reminisce in his eyes.

“What's up? You sad? Your aunt's mad? It's common for old people to get angry, Abi. Do not be taken heart, if remembered, it has been almost five years you did not visit.’’

“Iya, and why don't you visit me.”

Not five years but almost ten years, mother.

“Mother..?”

“Eh...” replied this teenager just a little, he could not hold Isak, tears just flowed on his cheeks.

“What's Abhimanyu?”

“Did mom not miss me?”

“Rindu, what's up? Tell mom. There was something you wanted to say, wasn't there?”

“Bu, who am I really? Bi Gita said I'm a mother's son, but mother and everyone in this house are like strangers to me..”.

“Your aunt says such a thing.’’

“Yes, I want to know who my parents are.”

“If mom tells me do you not get hurt..?”.

“ I'm big, let me know..”.

“Mommy will tell you, but after you graduate, now you stay with your aunt, take good care of her, because she is the only person you have right now, Abhimanyu.”

This increasingly makes teenagers this year do not understand, all the things that happen ruffle his emotions.

Uh! Whatever happens, the important thing is that everything is fine, not losing that Aunt is already more than luck. It's as hard as vocational about me.