The Injured
Mammon

Radit stared at Echa's bead very deeply. "Bhul actually I ...."

Their orders have arrived. Radit did not continue his words. He'll say it later. After he finished eating, Radit's phone rang.

"Radit's outside."

"Yes, Radit's coming home now."

Echa frowned not understanding what Radit was talking about on the phone.

"I'll take you home, yeah. I'm waiting for the problem." Echa nodded.

No chatter along the way. Radit only held Echa's hand and Echa hugged Radit's waist.

After delivering Echa, Radit immediately went home and faced the Papih. There's Rindra there.

Radit looked at Rindra and her Papih with a hard to interpret look. He handed Radit a plane ticket. Radit's body stiffened and it was as if he had no strength to take his plane ticket.

"Tomorrow the afternoon of your departure to London." Bak was struck by lightning in broad daylight hearing the words of the Papih.

Radit smiled faintly and grabbed the ticket he gave. "Why didn't you just kill me when I was born?" yell Radit.

Plaque!

A loud slap from Rindra landed on Radit's cheek. Addhitama was silent and closed his eyes.

"Let's talk to you, Raditya," cried Rindra.

"When have I not kept my mouth open? Since when have I not followed all your wishes? Since when have you been able to understand my wishes?" his jolt.

"I always give up, but I'm wrong. Can't I choose my own path? Can't I be happy with the girl I love? Can't all this happen to me?"

Addhitama's heart ached hearing Radit's words coming from his heart.

"I know, this is all brother's plan. Brother likes my lover, you want to take Echa from me with you separating me and Echa, too" he said.

"Is not enough of all my happiness my brother took away? Isn't it enough to torture me?"

Rindra's hand has been lifted up, Addhitama's screech makes Rindra's hand back down.

"Slap me, hurt me until you're satisfied. Until you are happy" he said.

"Radit," cried Addhitama.

"Why? Papih mau bela Abang. Papih wants to follow whatever you say. I have a heart too, I deserve to be happy. Hasn't my suffering been enough?"

Addhitama wanted to hug Radit's body however, Radit inched backwards. "If you're not expecting me, don't ever expect me to come back to this house." Radit left the house with my grief and the pain he was feeling.

He is still able to control himself. Radit's anger is just like this. He had better calm his heart, and be alone in a quiet place.

Radit drove his motorbike towards the public funeral. It was ten o'clock at night, but there was no fear in Radit's heart. He just wants to complain. He just wanted to bring out everything that was stuck in his heart.

Radit's steps stop at a navel called Vivi Elviana. He sat on the edge of the tomb and wiped the headstone with tears that could not be held back.

"Mamih, why didn't you stop hurting Radit? Is it not enough to blame Radit for Mamih's departure?" There was a cry coming out of Radit's mouth.

"Why has Brother always wanted to take what Radit has? Why Mih?"

"Sick Mih Radit heart, sad Mih Radit. Radit's living like an unwanted child. Now, they seem to want to throw Radit into the other side of the world."

Radit's tears were dripping so hard. Only this place is the place for Radit to calm down. Shedding all the pain and sadness that Radit felt.

"Mamih, I'd love Radit to feel the warm embrace of Mamih's hand. So that Radit's heart is calm," he said.

Behind the big tree, there were tears flowing. His chest tightened, his heart ached hearing the outpouring of his biological brother's heart. Rival held his chest very sore.

Tonight, Radit chose not to go home. He prefers to sleep in his mamih navel. Hugging her Mamih tombstone was like hugging her Mamih body.

Rival returns to the tomb when Radit does not return. It's 2 in the morning. Rival is not alone, there are Addhitama who come with him.

"Papih see, every time Radit quarreled with Papih or Abang he always came to Mamih's tomb. Hugging Mamih's headstone as if she was hugging Mamih's body," said Rival.

"The wean does not know, how sad and hurt Radit with the unilateral decision that Papih took. Papih doesn't know how Radit really feels."

"I kept this secret for a long time to Papih. But, after hearing the debate Papih, Brother and Radit made me want to convey what Papih did not know."

Rival began to sob. "This is the fragile and weak side of Radit. This is the place where Radit calmed down and went back to being fine. This is where Radit complained to Mamih. This is where Radit took a longing for Mamih."

Tears Addhitama was dripping let alone his gaze did not stop at the figure of the boy who had fallen asleep and hugged the tombstone not far from him.

"Radit is worse than Brother and I, Pih. Radit wants to feel the love of a mother, Radit wants to feel the warm embrace of a mother that he never got."

"Try to understand Radit's desire, so far Radit does not demand much and always succumb to everything."

"Radit tries to be a friendly child, even though the outside world is not as friendly as his attitude to others. Radit tries to fight everything, Radit tries to be an independent boy."

"Open the heart of Papih, not only Brother who should Papih pay attention and prioritize. Look at that little boy, the boy who never got the affection of a mother and her first brother."

"Look at his face, how many wounds his face showed. How sad it is when the face is asleep."

Addhitama stepped closer to Radit. He crouched down in front of the sleeping Radit by hugging the tombstone of the Mamih.

The tears were clearly visible on Radit's face. His face implied deep sadness.

"Mamih, hug Radit. Don't stay Radit. Radit wants to come with Mamih."

Addhitama's tears were rushing to hear his son delirious like that. Pain and pain penetrated his heart. He has misrepresented Radit's recovery.

Radit's recovery still leaves a wound in his little heart. Still leaves pain and soreness that may be difficult to disappear.

"I'm Sorry Papih, Dit. Forgive Papih," he said.

Rival rubbed his Papih's shoulder that was looking down deeply and cried. His departure not only injured Rindra, but also injured all Addhitama and Addhitama's own sons. For almost 21 years Addhitama tried to be a father and mother figure for his three sons. Turns out he forgot something, there was Radit who did not get the warm touch of a mother's hand at all. There is a deep longing that Radit is alone.

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