Princess Endut
44. Learn

Brilyan sighed tired, tired of everything. These were dozens of lines that he had drawn on his drawing book sheet but, none of them managed to make Salsa, the woman who was now his drawing teacher satisfied with the results.  

He had to do this paper in order to be the image that Salsa wanted.

Now the clock has shown at nine o'clock at night makes Brilyan occasionally yawn wide because of drowsiness and occasionally he rubbed the back of his eyes that had been tired to stare at the paper.

Brilyan put the black pencil on the table when the picture was finished he made and then showed it to Salsa who looked busy playing mobile phone.

Salsa stared for a moment and shook her head to indicate that she did not like the results of Brilyan's picture. Brilyan's handsome face immediately became moody making him throw his drawing paper slowly to the floor where there was a lot of paper there that he had drawn since this afternoon.

It's really exhausting.

"I rested for a while" said Brilyan then sighed and stretched his already sore body onto the sofa.

"Yes, you don't have much time to rest."

Brikya just nodded then grabbed the phone that was beside him and just turned it on suddenly the phone was seized by Johan roughly making the tired man gasp in shock.

"Papa told you to learn not to play mobile!" he is so sadistic. He looked at Brilyan as if he was really upset with Brilyan.

Brilyan bowed down, free if he defended himself at the end of his trial he would still be angered by Johan. Facing someone like Johan will never win. Johan had a lot of long talk that always managed to make Brilyan silent.

"Papa didn't tell you to play with your phone!!!"

"Brilyan doesn't play cell phones, Pa. Brilyan just-"

"What germs?!! I don't want to hear excuses from you!!!"

"You know, you have to be able to draw."

"You're Papa's only son who should be Papa's pride!!!" Show Johan judgment. 

"You should be able to be something more for Papa!!!"

"You don't embarrass Papa!!!"

"You should be something Papa can be proud of in front of Papa's friends!!!"

"You must remember that!!!"

Johan stepped out of the room with Brilyan's cell phone that he had seized earlier.

The atmosphere now became silent to tell Brilyan and Laila who seemed shocked to see the incident earlier.

Well, it seemed that Salsa also did not expect that the man who had told her to teach this quiet man was such a rude man.

Brilyan glanced at Salsa who was now looking at her. Brilyan only looked at her for a moment, not talking or even smiling. Brilyan even felt embarrassed after being scolded by Johan in the presence of a stranger.

Brilyan sat down on the floor and held the pencil he had been using until he had a sore hand.

"Is he your Papa?" salsa asked carefully.

"Yes" Brilyan replied.

Salsa nodded. He tapped on the surface of the table while staring at the door trying to make sure that there was no Johan out there.

"Is he really like that?"

Brilyan's hand stopped. He did not answer questions from Salsa and resumed his drawing activities.

"Ah, I'm sorry if you're offended, but that guy doesn't seem to be your Papa."

"He is a rude and demanding man. He thought drawing was easy. People who practice drawing are not necessarily able to if they initially do not have the talent."

Brilyan could only be silent making both eyes glanced at a photo of a woman who seemed to show her beautiful smile. The mother-in-law was her mother who died when Brliyan was 11 years old.

Since Brilyan's mother died Johan has always demanded her to be more in everything and loved to lead without thinking about it first.

Johan seemed to not want to know whether Brilyan can or not in a field that Johan wants is Brilyan can all.

Originally Johan was Papa who was so considerate to Brilyan but, when knowing both parents from Brilyan's mother wanted to take custody of Brilyan then Johan denied and promised if he could take care of Brilyan so that's why Johan always demands Brilyan to always learn and won all the championship titles in various fields of the race so that everyone can know if Johan is a great Papa.

Perhaps Johan has indeed been recognized as a great Papa in the eyes of people, but not for Brilyan.

Here Brilyan felt depressed and tired with everything. It felt like there was no place to lean and no place for her to pour out the feeling in her heart.

For Brilyan no one cared about him.

An hour has passed now Brilyan is standing in front of a photo of his mother, the Goddess. The woman who was holding a five-year-old boy and appeared in a black suit matching the suit Johan used in the photo session that Brilyan still clearly remembered in his mind.

In the room room that Brilyan deliberately darkened and only turned on the study table lamp. His two eyes were now closed by slowly making his cheeks wet.

Brilyan bowed. His finger touched the surface of the face of the Goddess who was blocked by the photo glass.

"Mother, Brilyan is tired. Brillyan is no longer strong."

"Brilyan's not tired, Mom. Brilyan's body is also tired."

"Brilyan wants to come with me. Here Brilyan suffers."

Brilyan sat on the floor. He rubbed his head which felt heavy and painful. He looked up at his mother's smiling face.

"Why did you leave Brilyan, Mom?"

"Why?"

"I should have brought Brilyan, too."

"Mending Brilyan was also sick like Mom and eventually died with Mom."

"Brilyan would rather go with Mom than go with Papa."

"Mom, since I left since then, Papa has changed."

"Papa's not like before."

"Papa turned into a man who likes to be angry and now even rarely smile."

"Everything Brilyan does must be known even to be regulated by Papa."

"Brilyan can't have any friends or even storymates."

"Brilyan feels lonely here, ma'am. This house feels like hell to Brilyan."

"The more the day this house gets quieter and darker even for Brilyan this house is like a prison."

Brilyan rubbed his wet cheek. He fell back down and cried.

"Mom, please massage Brilyan's head! Brilyan's head-to-head is sick, ma'am," she said in a disjointed voice and her chest heaving and falling.

Brilyan laid his head on the floor with his fingers touching the surface of the photo.

"Brilyan misses Mom" he whispered.