Love Mr. Arogan
gatherings

"Plaaaaakkkkkk"

The slap sounded very loud in my ears. I see a scene that happens almost every day in my house. Yes, it was my Papa and Mama who had a fight.

I clenched my hands tightly and my emotions peaked all the way to the crown. I approached the couple, and with a brand I made a fistfight against the man who was half a century old.

Without empathy, I continued to do the punch. Until the old man groaned in pain.

"Sudaahah! Stop Andre!" mama shouted hysterically, while pulling my hand. This is the first time I've dealt a blow to that old man.

"Arggghhhhh" Shouted hysterically.

I went from that place to my room. I cried, unthinkable to me meeting this situation every day.

I hate it, I'm sick of it, I'm frustrated. I clenched my hand tightly. I went and took a family photo on the wall.

"Prankkkkkkkk" the sound of the glass shard rang out in my ear. I picked up a piece of glass, and started using the piece of glass to slash my wrist.

I did it slowly until the droplets of thick red liquid started to fall to the floor.

"Ahhhhhhh," I grimaced in pain.

My eyes began to blur, I saw my surroundings darken. I began to feel helpless and unconscious.

****

"france ... Don't leave Mama, son,"

I heard that voice accompanied by sobs. I don't know where I'm at the moment. With eyes still closed and helpless.

"What about my son Doctor" said My mother.

"It's starting to improve Mom, thankfully you're not late to bring patients here. Otherwise you won't see him again" the doctor said seriously.

Slowly I began to open my eyes. My fingers started moving slowly. I looked around me with a slightly blurred look. The blood that came out made me faint and limp.

"A-snr ... Are you conscious, son? Do you want anything?" Ask Mama as she approaches my bed.

"Why am I still alive?" hisisku.

"Darling ... Don't you say that?" my mother said while crying.

"For what am I living, if I just watch you always fight, have you ever appreciated my feelings? Have you ever understood what I want! Shouting hysterically.

"I'm sorry Mama and your Papa, son" my mother replied as she hugged me tightly.

I know Mama is the one who's hurt the most by this. Every day under such circumstances He must have been hurt and his heart ached.

Looking at the crying Mama holding me, my heart aches. I hate that old man more and more. I clenched my hand.

"Don't leave Mama son, you are my only hope and precious treasure" whispered Mama in my ear.

His trembling tone of voice, and his shady bead of eyes made me come back strong.

"You get some rest, baby" Mama said as she put me to sleep in the patient's bed.

***

After a few days of treatment I was bored. We also went home. Yes, we picked up the old man. Makes me sick if I keep seeing it.

"Dear, baby," said Mama, holding my hand as she was about to get out of the car.

"Do you still want to sit on the couch or go straight to your room, son?" Ask Mama.

"Just go to the room" I said.

I sat down on my bedside and looked at the window. I contemplated the fate of being an only child faced with a complicated family situation.

I lightly poked my head while exhaling a rough breath. If it wasn't for Mama maybe I'd never come back to this house again.

All this time I was busy with my own world, I traveled here and there, to eliminate saturation with my friends. With the office that Papa has many who become my friends. There are some who are sincere there are also those who are not.

I don't care about that. But I am grateful that there were some friends from the school era who accepted and understood my situation. I've considered them my own brothers.

Every day if we meet just spend time on our subscription discos. Having sexy women makes me a little entertained. Even I often hired them to sleep and sweat to spend a long night.

***

"Tok .. tok .. tok"

"Darling ... Your friends are coming, can they come in?" mama's voice broke my daydream.

"Yes Ma, get them in." I said flatly.

"Heiii broo, your kenape?" asked Sean while hugging me.

"As you can see" I replied flatly.

"That's a big win you bro" Marco smirked.

"You guys came here just to mock me?" angry protests.

"Hahahhahhahaaha," they chuckled in unison.

"Satisfied you two," I snorted in annoyance.

"No, bro, you must be strong. Just play on the bed you are strong, this time doang you blush," Sean chuckled while laughing.

"Fuck you," I said, throwing a pillow at Sean.

We also chat together. Sean and Marco are friends I consider to be my own. They sincerely accept and are friends with me not because of the treasures and thrones my family has.

Sean had a simple family, he also became the backbone of his family. Ever since his father went bankrupt their family lived a mediocre life. Since the incident that befell Sean's family, his father had a stroke.

Unlike Marco, he has a family that can be considered rich. It's just that Marco is lazy at work and often berleha-leha. He also worked at his Papa Company. Sean works for my family's company.

It didn't feel like night had come, so we went to the dining room.

"Where are you going?" asked Mama to enter my room.

"You're having dinner Aunty, we've been talking all day in this room" joked Sean to Mama's question, which was answered with laughter by Mama.

" Calm down, Auntie's son is very strong. Reliable," Marco said as he patted my shoulder.

Sean chuckled at Marco's words. He knows that Marco is strong for the things we are used to.

"Buseeetttt you ...." My move to Marco.

"Hahahahahhahaha," laughs Sean and Marco satisfied.

***

After dinner in my room, we took each other's activities. I started lying on my bed. Marco played with his own device while smiling. I don't know what made him smile. Sean watched television while lying down.

"Ehhh bro .. look at this girl so beautiful" Marco said as he approached me.

"The game is also good" he added again approaching.

Marco showed me one video, and it irritated me. The video was a 21+ scene video.

"Fuck you Marco," I said ketus.

"Lah you mah again aching not spirit, usually your brain is the most diluted when this is the case," said Marco chuckling.

"You see what the hell?" sean asked curiously as he walked up to my bed.

"Waowwww amazing," said Sean saw the 21+ scene.

"Hahhahaahhaha," timpal Marco chuckled.

"Buset you both, there you are! not in my bed" I said, grunting annoyed.

I started lying back down, and started playing my way. I opened up my social media and WhatsApp. There are many comments and messages on each account.

I started checking each message and commenting one by one. Yeah three days ago I posted a picture of me on social media. With beach-style genres, make my photos more optimal.

Tired of the device, I turned my eyes to Marco and Sean who were still watching the video.

"Great wisdom, both of you," I sneered.

"Be quiet, don't be noisy" said Sean, who still fixed his eyes on the device.

"That's so bad for me, you do watch so when I'm in a state of gini," I said annoyed.

"Yes if you want, just watch it on your phone," ledek Marco.

"Where can he be, he'll be sick again, there's no sense of him" Sean laughed.

"Friends are sick instead of being given the spirit, instead of being victims of bully continue with both of you," added me again.

"Lu is sick from your carelessness. Try you why-why, do you have the heart to see Mama lu nangisin your corpse," said Sean seriously while putting his eyes on me.

"Lu don't have to admit to these things, look at your nyokap. Nyokap you just survived because of you. You can't survive for the sake of staying." said Marco.

I looked at the words of Sean and Marco. What they say is true. I have to get up, I can't do this ridiculous thing anymore just because of that old jackass.

The situation is already like this, the old man refused to greet me. Not even a pleasantry. I didn't feel any clear liquid landing on my cheek. I wiped those tears. I'm sick!

"Relax bro, we'll always be there for you. We're brothers bro, what you rasain we also feel. We must be strong together, rise together. Laugh together, cry with anyway we to you," said Sean comforting me.

"Thank you, bro" I said as I put on my best smile for my best friend.

What Sean said was true, they were always there for me. Whatever I experienced I did not escape their sight. I am proud to know them. They know my outside and inside. They never made me a tool for them.

Likewise I, if they need me, both materially and mindfully and energetically, I never shirk while I can.

Being an only child makes me lonely, coupled with my family's circumstances that make me sick. The old man has never changed. Return home drunk and lightly hands against Mama.

Seeing her treatment of Mama, made me take more revenge on her. Once Papa and Mama had a fight until Papa wanted to decide a divorce. But Mama, persuaded Papa that there was no divorce between them. I heard Mama's reason, it's all so I can keep my family intact. Mom's statement at the time, made me cry and frustrated.

The woman who gave birth to me was willing to be hurt by the old man, so that I would not become a victim of divorce. His sacrifice was so incredible. Every day withholding insults and insults from the old man.

The flash back on.

That afternoon I came home from college. As I passed through Mama's room, my sense of hearing unintentionally heard the sound of roaring cries. There was a fight in there. I kept eavesdropping on their fights.

"I'm sick of hanging on with you!" said the old man.

"Mahs ... Mama please don't say that again, it's not good reward" said Mama as he pleased.

"I told you a long time ago, I was forced to accept this match, just because your parents were able to save my family's company! he said again in a loud voice.

"Just Mama doesn't want to part whatever the circumstances," said Mama with a bitter sobbing.

"Mama knows until now Papa is still having an affair with Papa's lover first. Let me bear all this as long as not our child is the victim of all this Pah," said Mama sobbing.

"Andre has grown up one day he will understand the way his family lives!" papa Hardik.

"No, we can't be selfish. Pah's sick without a whole family. Does Papa want Andre to go through his life with hate and trauma because of us! Did you ever think how he would feel if we got divorced, how he got along with his friends. How it is, never reward! Shouted Mama loudly.

" Remember Pah, I'm holding out for Andre's life!" mama pointed towards Papa.

I was stunned to hear the confession of Mama who chose to stay because of me. I stepped into my room in frustration. In the room I cried as I clenched my hand and punched the wall of the room.

"Aaaaaaarggghh."

I screamed hysterically while pulling my own hair. I'm sick!

Flashback.

"Udah ahh, time for bed. I'm sleepy," said sean disperse my daydreams.

"Lu mah, like a girl who is sleeping too much" Marco said.

"As far as you are, I'm sleepy. Lu mah yummy The company has your bokap. Work is not just relaxing. Salary is on the road. Well, I have to work so there's money" said Sean seriously.

"Yahhhh ... Your lecture," said Marco.

"Yes on purpose, let your brain think. Life is hard, bro" said Sean no less steady.

I just looked at their debate while giggling amusedly. Even though what Sean said was true.