I Was Forced to Become a Teacher in the Prestigious Fighter School
Episode 87's. The Shabby Warrior Queen pt.9

Point of View: Erika Rahmana

I am currently alone with my mother, Rashid who has helped me here is being invited by Tesi and his son to go out for fresh air.

I hope the man doesn't do anything strange, the exhaustion of his nature these few days is getting weird. He looked more and more open than he used to be, but the normal Rashid looked strange in my eyes.

Forget about that man, I am now in front of the person who betrayed me and my family.

Like the man said, what do I want to do when I meet my mother?

"E-rika... Are you here to. tuk... Revenge?!" My mother's voice was trembling in fear.

But, right now there was nothing he could do in front of me. This guy just lay there and couldn't do more like I came to hurt him though.

"Bu-not that, ma'am... I just wanted to see you..." As expected, when I said that, my mouth felt heavy and gasping for breath.

Simple sentences, but hard to say that's what I'm experiencing right now.

"Just to meet? You're as naive as ever, Erika..." The man stared at the ceiling of his room.

He provoked me and wanted to make me angry. Mother, what really possessed you?

"If you want to make me angry, you better not now!" Unintentionally, because of my emotions, I called that person 'you'.

Hearing the way I called it, the person laughed from the nose and smiled wryly. He seemed to have expected this to happen.

"'You're'... My Erika called her own mother 'you'?!" His laughter was probably heard by Rashid and Tesi who were outside at this moment. "From the way you speak, you obviously want to avenge yourself for the past!"

"Ti-no-(cut by that person)

"Don't lie!" He tried to get up from his bed. "I've seen many kinds of people in this world, and I've analyzed them one by one, as a result..." His old face was placed close to my face, his breath felt in my nose.

"You speak the same way as that child" the man's voice was like chewing gum.

"That kid?!" Who he meant.

His hands were raised upwards like he had given up on my question. "Of course, who else if not your two brothers!"

Hearing that, my eyes widened and my spine was like goosebumps of something.

"What do you mean - (pull words) mom meant suddenly talking about the two of them?" I'm getting so bad, this guy never says anything about them.

"They both have the same perspective as you do now. As expected of the boy, the virus carried over to the next generation..." This time he said something unforgivable.

If he insulted me, chided me, spit on me, even slapped me - I wouldn't mind. But, if he called my father and brother the source of the disaster, then, just saying sorry is not enough to forgive.

My anger melds, like water cooked to make coffee, right now inside me there is water that can be hot if it is constantly made to hold the heat of someone's mouth. And at this moment, the water had already entered the boiling stage.

My body felt heavy, and I couldn't even lift my head. All I can see right now is the floors of the room made simple from market ceramics.

"Mothers... You said something you shouldn't..."

Ahhe... I've been holding him back, but it's unbearable. My body is hot and boiling.

But....

"Yes, I know that... I said something terrible even to your adult child, it would hurt to hear it," he said, diverting my anger.

"Did?" Now I am stunned to look at him.

He wanted to give me a riddle, but I didn't understand it at all.

What does he mean?

"If you want to finish me off, then this is the right time." That person stared at the blanket covering his body at this moment.

"If you want to torture me, then now is the time."

"If you want to curse me, then now's the time."

"Now just decide what you're going to choose... Erika."

The person suddenly said something dual, and a little easy to understand. But, what does it mean to finish, torture, and cursing?!

"You-you... Why is it suddenly like that?!" This is not true, he should have made me even more angry like I was.

Keep insulting me, and let me get a lot of arrows so you're satisfied.

The man stared at the photo on the table next to the bed. The photo contained her, Tesi, and her 2 children.

"After all, Erika is my son..." He said that while stroking the weak glass in the photo.

"If you want to insult even that man, I don't deserve it..." He looked back at me, but now he was like a very weak and helpless man. "Remember then, I sold you to save myself..."

He was talking about the dark times of the day, which even I didn't want to remember anything else from that memory.

"When I ran away, I continued to run without direction... And it ends up falling into a deep abyss."

"In that abyss, I kept whispering to myself, that this was all karma."

Note: The gulf in question is the dark side of the city.

"The karma that happened because I left my only family..."

"Filling the guests' hard water... I keep thinking... To think of the fate of a princess that I left and now must have suffered..."

"I thought you were a puppet or a toy of the CEO's lust, but fate said something else..."

"your name... Erika Rahmana, on the bar television screen..."

"The Queen of Fighters is invincible."

"Unconsciously, after hearing the news about your whereabouts, I searched for articles about you from newspapers to magazines, all about you I looked for..."

"While searching for those things, I was stunned by one thing... I miss my daughter."

"Do you need help?" I asked while holding his arm.

"Hmm(nodden)..."

The two of us walked together to that tall closet.

Mom's steps were a little slow, but I couldn't scold her, she was already this weak, even with Anitya's help.

'Perhaps if there is no Anitya, then mother...' Suddenly my dirty thoughts came in, but I immediately shook my head.

Whatever happens, I have to hold back my bad thoughts.

No NO NO NO...

The soft sound of our feet drifting at our every step.

When I was in that closet...

"Take off..." My mother took my hand off and held the two handles of the wooden cabinet door that had been eaten by the termites.

CRUST!

When it opened, nothing riveted my eyes or made me shudder.

All that was in this closet were the clothes that were hung by him.

But after that, mother's hand reached for something in her pocket.

As it was removed, a small key emerged from that pocket. The key is pointed at the drawer in the closet and...

SMACK IT!

The little drawer opened and showed something.

This time I actually made my back goosebumps and shudder fiercely.

What was inside the drawer was not something that was mesmerizing, but merely a book...

As I looked at the book, my mother pointed at the book with her five fingers. He told me to open it.

My hands are like lag in the internet, slow but sure... My finger reached for that thing.

It was cold and full of good memories.

SKLAK!

I turned the cover over, and showed the first page of the book.

There are pictures of me as a champion at the Olympics at that time.

From me holding the chalice, my smiling face happy, to me shaking hands with Fredrica emblazoned in this book.

My mom didn't lie that she was looking for me, she even missed me.

I think he's currently together with Tesi, but the truth is, he just ran away.

Escape from his past.

But, people who run away from their past, then they will only be more haunted by it...

Just like that teacher, he tried to run away instead ending up blowing up the school.

What my mother is going through right now is the same as it seems, she was so haunted by feelings of guilt as she left me in that CEO freeze.

My fingers kept flipping through the pages until the last page, a photo that looked like it was still freshly pasted on the striped paper.

"This?" I reflexively asked in surprise.

My mother didn't answer anything, she just nodded and was a little sad.

"This photo was taken when I became the new teacher's supervisor." I explained that to my mother.

"Oh so apparently, when I saw the photo, I felt happy... Because of all the photos there... This photo shows your true form..." My mother smiled at me.

I just smiled wryly when I heard my mother's comment about this photo.

"But this photo does have its own memories." I looked back at the photo.

The photo shows me pouting towards the teacher. But I did not expect that the teacher had been smiling from the very beginning.

Although the smile she put on was fake, but it was a relief for me.

Seeing myself and him move on to change my identity, made me feel cool.

"Ehmm(Deheman voice)..." My mother surprised me and brought me back to the world.

"Eh?! Sorry, I'm forgetful..." My faint smile I showed her who was already wrinkled.

He answered my thin smile with a wide smile. "He seems to have changed you... He's been a good influence on you." Hearing that compliment from my mother, I was inexplicably happy.

"But..." The atmosphere suddenly became cold and silent. " You better not try to get close to her..."

That word, it froze me. "What does that mean?!"

"I don't know, but my intuition as a mother says, that she's going to do you some harm!" His glaring gaze at the man left me speechless.

What the hell does that mean?

But, as long as I've made up with her (my mother), that's enough.

My mission here is just to do that, not to ask for advice.

The havoc in that man is no longer a secret to me, he is a nuclear walk in this city.