
"Well uncle was very happy to have an acquaintance who turned out to be a big person and often appeared in the media, uncle became embarrassed"
"Why is even uncle ashamed"
"Uncle now has what job?"
"Well, my uncle works as an artist"
"Season?"andre was shocked and curious to hear that
"Yes, he's been working as an artist for about 8 years"
"Hm it's been a long time, then why is uncle here, not uncle does not live in this city, so what is it now that nothing is done huh?"andre spoke in a bit of a hurry
Uncle Alex who heard that was a little surprised by the many questions asked by Andre
"Hey hey one dong his uncle's question is so confused"
"M sorry about me"
"Not that uncle does not have something that is being done even now the work of uncle is piling up"
"Well, if it's a lot of work, why not do it?"
"Well man has his limits, so uncle asked for a few days off to rest and calm the mind, and who knows when uncle was walking the road, uncle found the idea to make a new work"
"then what about uncle's family?"
"well, thank goodness my wife and son are healthy today, and my son is now married"
"hm with whom?"
"my son's husband is a chef, he now works at his little restaurant"
"oh great also he yes, can have his own restaurant"
"well that's it, well now uncle will ask you again"
"want to ask what?
"what happened to you after you left your parents' house?"
andre listened to it immediately shocked and pensive, but suddenly there was a waiter who had recorded the order came to deliver the order andre and uncle alex
"sorry to interrupt sir this order is ready and this is his bill"
"well thank you bang"
"yes, happy fun"
as the waiter moved away from andre and alex, the waiter thought of something
"duh, so I interrupted them no yes, where was the atmosphere there again tense, why do I feel guilty, yas already want how else, what happened let it happen"
back to chat andre and uncle alex
"so Andre can you explain what happened to you after you left the house?"
"well, I'll tell you everything, but it'll be a pretty long story"
"it's okay, I'll listen to your story carefully"
"at that time I left the house because my parents had a fight and.."
back to 16 years ago..
when I was 10 years old or rather I was in 4th grade Elementary, I lived with my parents.
my family life is arguably less harmonious, the atmosphere in my home is always hot because my parents have always quarreled since I was a child, even for small problems that should not need to be addressed instead became a trigger for my father and mother to fight.
I really don't know why the two of them always fight and never get along, all the ways I do so that the relationship between father and mother back harmonious but everything I do is in vain and sometimes even the opposite impact
then the day I ran away was the day I remember the most until now, when my father and mother had decided to divorce, of course I heard that I was quite shaken, I was quite shaken, I was still in a unstable time.
then at night my parents had a discussion as to who would have custody of the child that was me or her easier with whom I would stay and who would take care of me.
at first my father and mother could still speak with a cold head but as time went on they started a fight it turned out they were both scrambling that one of them would have rights foster me, father and mother at that time no one would give up.
I was peeking at their conversation from the crack in the door, I saw an incident that no child wanted to see, my father and mother began to physically quarrel before which they only fought verbally, and now I see them physically fighting.
I, who was a child at that time, thought that I was the source of all this trouble, because my father and mother were fighting over child custody, they fought like that.
"if I hadn't been born in this world it would have been possible that their father and mother would not have been like this"
because I thought like that, I decided to leave the house, at that time I knew, the decision I made was a rash decision but I had no other choice.
because I was afraid that my parents would soon enter my room and I would not run away from home, I took one for bread and put it in my pants pocket, without a second thought I went straight out of the house through the window of my room, because there were my parents outside then I could not go through the front door.
then I kept running while crying without knowing where I was going.
I kept walking and walking, and when I felt a little calm and I started to get tired I realized that I had walked to the next town.
"wuaahh, I'm where this is"
I screamed in surprise
"wait a minute it looks like I've been here, oh yes if it's not wrong this next town, but far away I go when I'm just walking"
"hm, if I might be able to get the latest world record where a little boy who managed to go to the other city alone on foot, well I guess that's impossible, and if that could happen I think that record would be pretty weird"
"ok well now, since I'm already here I have to what now?, I seem to be thinking while walking around looking at this city"
andre continued his journey around the city
when you walk down the street looking at the scenery of this city, you find many new things that make him quite stunned
"well, it turns out there are so many things that I do not know in the outside world, but it is already this night but still on the streets there are still many people who roam, and there are many people who wander around, many shops are still open"