The Seed You Threw
Chapter 14

"Neha, did you see, Krish?" ask Kiran.

Without feeling five years had passed, much he had gone through with his little son. Life's hard doesn't break her spirit. For the sake of his beloved son he always worked hard, and Krish grew up to be a good boy and also smart.

The father who is a singer is able to inherit the talent. At the age of just five years makes Krish often go to the city to seek sustenance. Being a busker, the boy was already favored by many riders who passed by in the city there.

Krish often busks at red-light junctions, armed with a bottle of drink filled with rice to make a noise. With lawai he sang a song that was often heard by his mother, the song of his own father. The boy did not know why his mother liked to listen to Devgan's songs. Until Krish thought that his mother idolized the singer. Without him knowing that the singer is his real father.

"Neha, Krish doesn't exist. Don't-don't he go into town to buske again?" Kiran never gave her permission, which is why Krish runs away so often.

As a child he was quite independent, never asking for anything he wanted. Krish is quite understanding of his poor circumstances, often times he wants good food and he always works for what he wants.

"I have to look for him, Neha," Kiran said.

"That's, Krish." Show Neha over there.

Krish has returned while carrying a white plastic. His face was beaming because he was so happy today.

"Krish, Mommy told you not to leave without permission. You're such a wayward!" Kiran hit the boy's ass.

"Kiran, Krish is back, please don't scold him" Neha said.

"Once in a while Krish has to be taught a lesson let him know how worried I am!" Kiran takes Krish home and scolds him.

He was like it was not not not dear to his son, Kiran was afraid of something happening to his only son.

"Sorry, Mommy. Krish promised not to go without permission from, Mommy." Krish cried for the first time because of being scolded. "Krish bring this for you, Mommy."

The little boy gave him the white plastic he was carrying, which was meat-filled bread. Her mother's favorite food. Kiran grabbed the tiny body, clutching her into a hug while crying.

"Next time don't be like this again, don't scare Mommy."

His young age certainly makes Kiran afraid, what is the middle of the kidnapper season like now. In this world there were no treasures he had other than his son, his life would be ruined if he lost his son.

"I'm sorry, Mommy. I promise I won't go far anymore, now Mommy's eating it's so good, Mommy. I tried it and it felt so good."

Kiran cried because she rarely bought good food for her son. Wanting to eat well had to wait once a month, waiting for Kiran to get a salary. And last month he couldn't buy meat because he had to make up for the losses at work. He accidentally broke many plates at the same time. The plate rack was to the nugget until the plates fell and broke.

Not only in the restaurant that Kiran works, after coming home from the restaurant he also became a laundry worker and received ironing services. Every day he is not tired. Soon Krish enters school and he has to go the extra mile. He wants his son to go to school like he does.

"Mommy should apologize, I'm sorry Mommy couldn't make you happy." Kiran kissed her son's face in tears. "Where did you get this food, huh?! Did you steal?" ask Kiran.

Krish shook his head. Today he earned more money than usual that's why he could bring good food to his mother.

"So somebody gave me a lot of money, Mommy. He asked me to sing five times" Krish said.

"No idea, I know he's a rich man because his car is so good. The guy also asked, did I not affect Devgan? I kept answering, not me, but Mommy," Krish explained.

"Next time don't go again, Mommy doesn't like you cramming."

"But I just want to eat good, Mommy. Just this once, I promise I won't go far anymore" Krish said. In his heart he said something else. Obviously he was going to the city again to meet that person.

With him meeting that person he would earn a lot of money. Because the man promised to pay more.

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"Sir, we've arrived" said one of the drivers who took him to a star hotel.

That person is Devgan, he was invited as a guest as well as to fill the wedding of one of the famous people in the city of New Delhi. Dev gasped from his daydream, he still imagined the little boy. His voice was quite melodious, and what he preferred was that the little boy sang his song.

"Didn't he know me?" ask Dev himself. "He said his mother idolized me, she should know me" he murmured again.

Dev finally got out of the car and immediately entered the star hotel. The show will start tomorrow and tonight he will rest.

***

"Krish, Mommy's going back to the restaurant. You don't be naughty anymore, you better help Mommy. Tidying up all the clothes, Mommy would iron them after the restaurant" Kiran said.

"Yes, Mommy. Don't be long" Krish said.

Kiran nodded, because she had time to go home to bring Krish a meal. But he finds Krish not home. Kiran returns to the restaurant as there will be an announcement, there are some people who will be invited out to work as waiters at a hotel. Kiran hoped that he would be chosen, as the pay to be obtained would definitely be greater.

Arriving at the restaurant, Kiran was called with several other employees. Kiran had already thought maybe he would be chosen. And sure enough, Kiran was chosen to join the hotel wedding event that will be held tomorrow.

"Don't forget, tomorrow at six o'clock in the morning have to gather here, don't be late" said the chief of staff in the kitchen.

Kiran and the others understood.

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Author: Chika Ssi

Title: Passion for High School