
"Are you deaf !.
I asked Who impregnated the fucking kid ?."
Ma Aini said in a loud voice.
"Dii.kaa your son."
Tomy is the one who answered.
Surprised Ms. Aini. His eyes are wide. It was as if it would swallow the person before him with both eyes.
No ! no way, the woman must be lying, there's no way Dika. My son even just sat in 1st grade High School, there's no way my son is.
Ms. Aini went into Seira's room, pulled the woman from her bed and threw her on the floor.
" Children don't know themselves, how dare you accuse my son." Ms. Aini held Seira's chin and was giggled strongly so Seira grimaced in pain.
Listen !
Bu Aini said while pointing Seira's face close to his face.
"I don't care who the father of the child you bear, as long as you don't make up a lie by destroying the good name of my son and family." Said Ms. Aini with a murderous look.
***
I picked you up, gave you sincere affection as my daughter, is this your way ?. You dumped dirt on my face, slandered my son, from today I'm not your mother anymore.
His foster brother did not admit his actions. In fact accused Seira of slandering her.
Ms. Aini Seira's adoptive mother was angry at her two sisters, still willing to defend and accommodate Seira who had made a disgrace to her family.
The words continued to ring in Seira's ears, sad of course. Now he is an orphan again. There was no place for him to lean and complain.
Seira was very grateful.
The kindness of his uncle who was willing to accommodate himself full of disgrace. Seeing the face of his aunt who was always moody when he woke up late in the morning, because the night could not sleep thinking about his fate so poor .
But he still loves innocent lives that are present shameless in his womb.
In the city of Batam Seira was born. In the city of Batam also Seira lived in a small hut with the condition of his adoptive father Pak Anto was very sick.
Seira, who is three months old, is malnourished. Asi of the mother he did not feel because he died after giving birth to Seira. His biological father seemed to not care about him choosing to explore the Negeri Negeri Malaysia, without finding or asking about Seira's condition.
Until one day the news of him was heard in Aini's ears of his adoptive mother.
Feeling compassion for Aini and her husband Mr. Andre took over to take care of Seira when Mr. Anto died.
"Bring this kid to Flores Aini. Raise him there, otherwise my wife will take him and sell him."
That's the last message from Mr. Anto, making Aini ma'am take Seira and let Seira raised by both parents.
Remembering his wife, Mr. Anto, whose name is Ms. Latifah is suffering from mental disorders. Until he was never seen at home, he came and went as he pleased. Always quarreling with her husband because he wants to take care of Seira. He thinks it's better for the boy to be sold and they'll make a lot of money. I don't know where his wife's crazy idea came from.
In the middle of a quiet night, Seira cries remembering the story after story she heard from her Uncle.
He was grateful that at least someone had given him a little kindness.
When the pain came, when the cravings, Seira chose to hold everything. He did not want to trouble his two uncles. Suda was quite a burden of thought received by his two uncles.
The cracks of brotherly relations, disagreements, blasphemy, many of which Seira heard. It was all just because of defending him.
Was I born to be a disaster for others ?.
God why this trial is so hard.
Seira wants to go back to Flores. There was Grandma and Aisya's mother who loved her, without dissecting the surgery of her and Maira
The real love he got from the two women. Now he treats Suffering as if he has no end of it. Containing the seeds of his own foster sister, his adoptive parents dispose of them. So do all of his foster brothers.
Everyone was ashamed and disgusted at him. No one believed her story, making Seira feel even more sick.