Gendhis
Chapter 1 I'm Persecuted

The heat of the Sun doesn't make me stop walking. The backpack on my shoulder that I had sewed several times was still strong enough to hold the contents of the textbooks inside. Throat feels choked from thirst. It's been almost a week since I was not given pocket money by Dad because Dad hasn't been paid. The drinking bottle had run out, I was drinking at school to ward off hunger. As I approached the house, I saw the door open. I ran towards home.

‘Dad is home.’ My inner.

But when I was in the doorway, there was a woman holding a baby, while the father was next to her. Dad also had a baby. I was pensive at the door. The woman smiled at me.

“Dad... dad is home?” Ask me who sat in front of the door while opening his shoes and carrying his almost mangap on the front because the stitches or glue on his soles had peeled off. I put the shoes in a normal place. As I approached to greet my father. There was happiness when my father said that the woman who was smiling was my mother. He'll stay here with me.

“Dhis…. This is your new mother. Call Mother yes. These are your sisters, they are twins,” Father said.

I was too young to understand why my father got married. All I think about is happiness because since my mother was put in my grandmother's house because of illness, I did everything myself. I'm tired of eating fried eggs and crackers or instant noodles every day.

“Oh so what's the name of Gendhis? Wow, that's so beautiful, you must be a good boy. Call Mother yes..” Greet my stepmother who requested that I call her Mother.

One wave of his hand called out to me, I greeted him and one warm hug I got. I'm happy because since then, I get pocket money, every morning there is breakfast and I never wash my own clothes again. It was like finding my mother again. But over time, all are mirages. My stepmother named Lilik showed her true character when Dad had to go to a new place because he was assigned the company. I'll be home once every two months. I just understood why my friend said it wasn't good to have a stepmother. That's what I feel now. In the morning when I'm going to school, I can't have breakfast.

“Eh...eh.. uh! Who asked for breakfast?! It's delicious!” Jerky Mother.

“I want to go to school Bun..” I said politely.

“Ya leave if you want to go to school, starting today your food rations are reduced because your mother will live here. You should eat twice a day. And remember from today wash your own clothes. I'm not your babu!” Jerky Mother.

I'm the one who never snapped crying in front of dad's new wife. From that day on, my days passed without a sound of crying but filled with tears. I even have to do homework, with a tiny body that is still 3rd grade Elementary, I have to take care of a mum who is like an undead. Mom just shut up and sometimes laughs or suddenly cries. Dad said my mother was mentally ill because after giving birth to my sister, my sister's life could not be saved because she died in the womb.

That afternoon I felt very tired because there had just been a sports school exam, I felt tired because I surrounded the field as much as 5 rounds. Weak and hungry body. I can't even eat before I wash the dishes. As I was about to compile the plate I just washed, my left hand trembled with hunger from the stomach.

“Preaang!”

As my body trembled, I was afraid that Mother would scold me. It is true that intermittent crying sounds of the twins who are awake because of the noise. Mother's shout from the direction of the room made me even more frightened. My fingertips were even injured from hearing Mother's screams.

Tears were already flooding my cheeks, I quickly cleaned up the fragments of the plate. And when I was about to throw into the backyard, my stepmother was already standing in front of me. His eyes were like a lion ready to pounce. I lowered my head, not daring to look at Mother's face.

“You broke the plate again?! Fine, lunch and mini mala, you and your mother can't get rations!!” Shouted Mother with a red face.

I was only able to cry, a small body because I was still sitting on the SD bench made me just resigned to every punishment given. And that night I again had to endure her inhumane treatment by Mother. At night just before the heavy rain, my mother who was not fed from noon was always screaming. I tried to calm my mother down in the room.

“Hunter…. Hungry... hungry... eat.. eat Well... Dad eat Well...” Shout my mom call my dad.

“Bu, sleep only. It's drink this ma'am.. tomorrow we eat ya bu.” I said as I handed him a bottle of water. My stomach even feels sore and bloated because this one day is only filled with water.

Suddenly the door of the room opened.

“Braak!”

“Whispering!! I want to sleep! You, take your mother to the back porch of the house! My son and I are going to bed!” Tell Mother with a tone full of emotion.

“But Bun, hungry mom Bund. maybe if fed mom will be silent.” My pinta while humming at my stepmother's feet.

“Eat? You said eat?! You must learn not to break the plate again if you want to eat every day, understand you!” Mother said while pulling my hands and Mother to the back of the house.

When you arrive at the back porch of the house, you close the kitchen door. The lightning looks flaming. It didn't take long, and heavy rain washed over the earth. Mom still screaming ‘lapar’, ‘eat’. I just hugged my mother and lamented my fate. I looked at the lightning that struck. I cursed my fate while hearing the voice of the cry of mother who continued to sing the word ‘lapar’.

“Lapar... Well hungry Well.. hungry....” Mother's voice still singing the word hungry with the rhythm of the song bang Rhoma rhythm.

‘Yes Lord...why is my fate like this..O lightning, strike me and my mother so that we no longer suffer in this world..’ my inner self while looking at the sky, the despair within me made me wish I was dead soon.