HIGH SCHOOL RELATIONSHIP-SHIT!
The surprise! 55

I hugged my father who kept rubbing my back, calming me from all the chaos that was going on tonight. I never imagined that something like this would happen. It could be that in one night I feel like I'm in shreds. Didn't I just want to rebuke someone in my own way? But why do I say something like boomerang itself for me?

Just then, after I left the room where Arsya was, I accidentally saw her new mom and family.

I was silent in shock when I saw her at such a close distance with her husband and daughter about 7 years old.

Just like me, my mother was also surprised to see me standing staring at her.

"What's up, ma?" Ask the little boy.

"That's okay, baby." He said, trying to take my face off.

Hh. Baby, said. Iris my eyes to the point of shaking, eager to shed tears right in front of her. If he finds out I'm still his son.

"Ma, Pa, let's go home."

"Yes. Let's go home."

As if evading, mama immediately took her husband's hand and stepped.

"Wait-wait!"

Ah, I'm a deliverance. I bit my lips as the three men looked back and looked at me.

What am I gonna say? I got stiff because it was just a reflex.

"Yes? Can anyone help?" Ask the man to me.

I looked at my mom who looked agitated. Several times she glanced at her husband, as if asking to leave immediately. And from there I knew that my mother had left me on purpose.

I immediately wiped away the damn tears that had once again spilled.

"sorry. I-I got the wrong guy."

The man smiled kindly, then stepped back his legs.

I'm looking down lethargic. Awake, Ariva. Why do you even expect something from a woman who has thrown you out of childhood? He already has a new family, and you are not considered.

I don't know. I don't understand why I cry. Heh. God fucking. I have to admit, if it turns out that my longing for her suddenly appeared after I saw her face that was getting more beautiful.

I hastily wiped away the tears and stepped back. But I was surprised when a hand held me back and pulled me towards a quiet place.

M-mama...

"Why are you here?"

I stared at the two panicked-looking eyeballs.

"He's the same as me."

We both reflexively turned our heads and found papa walking over.

"Ari and I agreed to a better relationship. Both of our mistakes first, you better not make our children hurt again. Remember, he also needs the love of his parents."

Papa's explanation makes mama tight. Then he looked left and right as if he didn't want anyone to hear.

"I can't get rich back. I told you once, didn't I. I have a new family. I'm happy, I have a husband who loves me and understands me, and my little boy."

"But Ariva is also your son. Ariva your daughter, born of your womb." Answer Papa quickly.

The debate between these two men left me unable to hold back tears. I cried to hear the words of my mother who did not want me.

"He's big. He can take care of himself. Anyways, my money would be enough, right?"

"It's not about the money, Nia. If it is, I can love even more." Papa exclaimed, starting to harden the sound.

"Yes already. If so, you love him. You live well." Then my mother faced me. "Please, don't come again as suddenly as before. I don't want my husband to know about you." He said to me, making my chest tight and my face reddened by trying to pull away the tears that would not stop. Just so he..

"It! You're outrageous!"

"I've come a long way, and you are my past. Now, let's live alone, forget the past. And in the future I hope we can't know each other if we meet somewhere else. Or if you need to, go far to Russia. I think that's the best way."

So mean. Is this what you call mom? He wants me to stay out of his life? Was she the mother who gave birth to me?

Stuffy. My heart really hurts.

"More."

Mom panicked when her husband came.

"What's this?" Ask, seeing me and papa alternating. Especially to me whose face has been flooded with tears.

"Ah, no." Mom took her husband's hand. "It's nothing, let's go home."

My mom's husband doesn't believe that. He refused to step with his mother. He looked at me, papa, and mama in turn.

Does he suspect anything? My eyes are similar to my mom? Are our hair the same texture? I felt, the face of my mother who was now at least similar to mine. But my mom was very serious about me pretending not to know her.

"It's nothing, om. I just feel like this aunt looks like my mom. So.." I was quiet for a while, it felt so painful.

"..so I tried to say hello because I missed my mother who was dead."

Mama was silent, and I covered my face with both hands because I could no longer look at my face until my father pulled me in his arms.

It hurts more than all the suffering I've been through. It hurts more than just being put in a parlor. There I got education and love through my mother. But this... It's like being stabbed many times in the same place.

"Oh, yeah." The man looked at me for pity.

"Sorry it's interrupting his time. Excuse me." Papa embraces me walking towards the car, leaving behind her mom and husband.

The incident kept on floating in my mind. And now, the car walks out of that place with a hug that can't be separated from me. He kept peeping at the top of my head that was still stuck.

Papa did not say anything after that, because he knew how sick I was, not considered by my own mother.

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It turns out this is how it feels. The heartache is deep. The shadow of my face is still dancing in the eye. The words that came out of his mouth to ask me to stay away were like lightning strikes that ruined my life. His voice sounded soft but his words tore my feelings apart.

I just hugged my knees on the bed. My head felt dizzy after crying for hours. I don't know what time it is. I felt nothing but deep sadness.

"Pri."

I raise my face when I hear the voice of the person I miss.

"Daddy.."

Arsyans. He stood on the edge of the bed. Seeing it here is precisely my tears are getting broken. I immediately hugged her waist and sobbed, sinking my face in her flat stomach.

"Yes..."

He leaned over and continued to rub my hair while whispering. "Gue is here, Ri. I'm near you."

"Don't go, Shay. Don't stay with me.."

Just now I know, it turns out that her mother's pain left more than anything. As long as I don't see it, I'm sure I'm okay.

And then I felt like people were going to walk away from me. Papa, he's going too. Arsya. Slowly he got away from me.

"Sst. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere." Speak to Arsya softly. "Quiet, yeah. I'll take care of you tonight. I'll continue to be on your side, Ri."

I know, I can't expect anything. But, please, please stay here until I close my eyes. I need you here, help and convince me, that all the problems I face can get through that with you...

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