The Child I Called My Brother
I-i'm sorry!

After the joint prayer was over, Lian rushed straight to Sena's house, the man carrying his motorbike at high speed hoping that he could get to the woman's house soon, even he was ready if he had to get a tantrum from his mother Sena.

The motor continued to accelerate at high speed, not counting how many vehicles he had slid just like that. Not to mention the swearing and swearing of other riders, which he deliberately danger their lives.

Lian, did not care about it all, because all she thought about right now was Sena, Sena and Sena. Even the disappointed look of the woman as well as her cries, always! Shadows in his mind.

The man felt really guilty, for having considered everything Sena said, was just a joke. " Dear, I'm sorry! I'll fix everything, wait for me. " Say the man, closing his eyes! Followed by the details of the tears, which fell without excuse, wetting his cheeks.

Terrtt.

The long honking sound of a truck opposite to him, made Lian open her eyes, until she saw the truck that was getting closer to her, when she wanted to avoid the truck was already close, So that the collision can not be avoided again by Lian because the speed of the motor is above the speed specified.

Bruukk.

The collision, making Lian and her motorbike bounce far away, even her body several times, hit the asphalt, before ending up hitting the concrete road divider. The helmet the man used shattered formless with his motor.

In a semi-conscious state, the man several times, calling out Sena's name, as well as saying an apology in stammering before his consciousness disappeared completely.

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"Honey, mama has contacted your Uncle who is in Riau, for a while you live first yes the same uncle and aunt also Della, there." Ningsih said, when approaching her daughter in the room, while carrying a glass of hot water on the Tray as usual.

Sena went to sit down, the woman immediately grabbed, the glass filled with water. But just as Sena lifted him up, the glass had already fallen.

Crushed scattered on the floor, making Sena grimace a little, because the hot water in the glass was a little about her hand.

" I'm sorry ma!"

" It's not papa! Mom will take the new one." The bayah woman looked down to pick up the broken glass.

While Sena, still speechless, for some reason! The woman suddenly felt a pain, in her chest. Sena tries to ignore her own feelings.

" Ma, did your uncle and aunt know about Sena's circumstances." Ningsih Pung stopped the movement of her hand, picked up the broken glass, then looked at her daughter.

"Sorry yes! You don't have to worry either, your uncle and aunt are ready to take you in, until the child is born! Nor can you possibly lock you up forever in this house because sooner or later people will find out about you." Clearly Ningsih, Sena who understood the meaning of the mother just nodded.

"When should Sena go mah?" Ask Sena again.

"Tonight, uncle sent you a plane ticket." My mother answered, making him quiet. I don't know why he suddenly hesitated to leave. " Why don't you want to?" Ningsih asked, Sena quickly shook her head.

"Sena's graduation ceremony will be a while away mah." Sena said, the woman was eager to attend her graduation event.

"Darling, it's not that mom doesn't understand you, but it would be nice, we move from now on for your good." Ningsih tried to convince Sena," mama had also spoken to the principal, you! Later mama who will take a diploma, as well as your education report, do not mind if Sena did not attend the graduation ceremony?" Ask Ningsih Full Please.

Sena who did not want to disappoint the mama again, could only resign and nod.

After getting a nod of his daughter's head, Ningsih left Sena's room while carrying the glass she had picked up. Shortly after, he returned with a glass of hot water. Ningsih put the glass on the nightstand, when she saw Sena was back lying down while curled up like a baby.

The look in her eyes was empty, the woman was daydreaming again, no matter what she thought, until without realizing it, her tears were dripping again for the umpteenth time.