Nyctophile
Mother's Request

It did not feel that time changed so quickly, exactly two weeks after my work was completed, today me and the Girl are allowed to return to the homeland first in comparison crew.

At 08.00 the plane I was on landed safely at Soekarno Hatta airport.

I did not return to the apartment, but returned to board a plane to Surabaya, my return this time was really mature prepared by the Girl.

After telling her a lot about my problems, the treatment of the girl, the 22-year-old little boy, warmed up even more.

"Dis, we're splitting up here huh?" My speech.

"Yes Za, be careful" he said, hugging me.

Leaving Jakarta to Surabaya, during the flight, only mother, mother and mother were in my mind, indeed the situation had recovered, but said the father, now the mother could not move freely as before, as a result of the rupture of the blood vessels at that time, some of his nerves became disturbed.

The clock was showing late at night, you called me that someone would pick me up, I waited long enough, I never thought, right in front of me the man I hated the most appeared.

Although the apology has repeatedly been said, the desire to kill him still remains.

"Za, let me drive you home" he said when there was only a cynical look from me.

"I've told you it's better to go, I don't need anything coming from you!"

Luckily there was a taxi passing in front of us standing, ah no I don't want any of our words, Me and him. The man didn't wince when I took a taxi to get home.

When I got home, I was greeted by the father who opened the door, I just shook his hand and spoke a thousand languages.

"Za will see mom tomorrow" said I who did not get any answers from father.

In the room, I was really crying so much that the shadow of that night came back, just remember the name I didn't want to and now it's not just his name, his face, his face, I saw his voice and I heard it whole, O Lord, why is it like this!

The morning after the dawn prayer, I went to my mother's room, kissed her hands and cheeks, and hugged her, until all my claustrophobic feelings ran out.

"Za, I miss you." she said softly as she looked into my eyes.

"Za, can't you leave mom again?" He said with a longing gaze, wanting me completely intact by his side.

"Za promised not to stay mother again, Za will come out of the modeling world, if it is needed too" I replied convincingly, we looked at each other and I knew what we were looking at was hope and love. I also put my head on his lap.

"Za, can I ask you something?" he said as he rubbed my bowed head on his lap, after hearing him plead, I immediately sat facing him.

"Marry Ares." My eyes were focused on my mother's gaze.

"So mom really wants that? the man who desecrated me? the man who nearly raped me?" the look of disbelief I put in every question to my mother.

"Ares a good man Za," said the mother full of confidence.

"Just good Mom? there are a lot of good guys out there, better than that guy!" my voice went up 1 octave.

"If you want Za to get married, fine, but not with Ares." My answer is final.

"Za, please, this is my last request after that, it's up to you."

"But Za can't be Ma'am."

"Za, Ares who was always there and responsible for my time in the hospital, Ares who always apologized when I found out what really happened to you."

"Lantas mother instead gave this mother's child to the wolf! until now Za has not been able to accept all of Ares' treatment of Za, Mom." My breath stopped for a moment My sobs were heard by my mother.

"Za, reconsider, this is my request."

Wiping my tears, I moved from my seat, I stood up and stepped foot out of my mother's room and went outside to calm myself down.

"Mother and father didn't just give you to Ares, you know your father was so angry he even wanted to kill Ares back then, but I saw something about that boy Za."

"As for mom and dad, if you want to marry Za to that person, but one thing you need to know, maybe the marriage will be hell for Za.