Is This Really Love?

Is This Really Love?
the journey begins


"I accept you because I was forced to dusk do not exaggerate, You want to go home? "


" Hehehe doesn't need Dion, because my house is close to here" I tried to reject his invitation


" it's okay to come in, I'm afraid that you're like a few weeks ago, because you've been working at my place, if something happens to blame me"


"ye not that's also the concept of the times, I still have a healthy mind there are still many of my dreams that have not been achieved".


"eat it before you think that it's not the end that can end your life, let me quickly go up"


without much protest again I just ride his car rather than make a fuss, what people say later ntar calculated debate between husband and wife also Ahhaha, not funny cikudeeh.


On the way I just kept quiet without making a sound, because tired to argue.


not only was I silent it turns out he also chose to stay quiet and focus on driving his car, without feeling we reached home and did not forget I said thanks to him for driving me home.


When I wanted to enter the house I heard a commotion from inside like someone threw stuff on the floor, I immediately rushed in. Arriving inside I was immediately presented a slap on my cheek on the right, so don't be asked again I was confused why I arrived directly on the slap without any reason.


" why did you slap me?" ask my mother while holding my painful cheek


"you had time to ask me why ha, try to think what a mistake you made today" asked the mother with a red face


"sorry mom I don't know what to do, I don't think I did anything wrong mom"


"this child yes, the child who does not know in profit.need you were devoted to us but it turns out you made this family name ugly in the eyes of the community"


with unrelenting ceaselessness he hit me without wanting to hear an explanation from me.


my two sisters they just stood up while eating without the slightest intention of helping me, as if nothing would happen.


that night I no longer knew the continuation after being beaten up by my mother, as if I was going to float in the sky.


I wondered what I was doing wrong so that my mother did that sadistic thing to me. Before my consciousness was gone I heard my mother talking


"children do not know in profit, if you know so this my money collected you 4nj**ng"


after that I do not know anymore, I do not know where and how my condition that I feel only fragility suddenly arrived


it turns out that the truth is indeed painful, what I have been waiting for has been answered without having to find the answer. I was the child they got at the time


All I think about now is why they took care of me all this time, why don't they just leave me on that beach.


after all I am a child who basically has no parents, Kanapa they do not just put me in the orphanage.


And it turns out this hurts more than a broken heart.