The Steel-Cared Rose
Emier Bashra Judge

Anyone who knew Emier would say that he was a very lucky boy.

Born into a wealthy and distinguished family. The sole heir to the wealth of both his parents.

What many people do not know is that her mother always tried to avoid her and often acted cold.

His father did not want to have any more children because he did not want to be lucky like him. Ignored and hated by the mother who incidentally his own birth mother.

He did not know from what age he began to realize the quarrel between his parents involving him.

His father often persuaded his mother to pay attention and love him.

"I really can't believe I saw you like this! He's your own flesh and blood. Why are you ignoring and being indifferent to him?"

"You think for yourself how my three hearts are. Without me on their side." His mother started crying.

"I can't trust you and Dylan. I don't want to take any greater risks. If only you disappeared again. I won't be able to find you. You and Dylan can't be trusted at all."

"I'll take care of Emier if you let me go back to Dylan."

"I can't. Don't force me!"

"I cannot give my love as a mother either. If my heart and feelings are often hurt and sad."

"If only you and Dylan hadn't betrayed me. Of course things won't get this complicated. I cry over your fake death every day. Regret what I've done to you. Without the slightest hint of me suspecting that you two have betrayed and lied to me."

"Me and Dylan never intended to lie to you let alone deceive you."

"You're always defending him!"

"That's what happened! He only thinks about my safety, my safety and my comfort."

"What have I done to you so far?"

"You couldn't protect me in prison there were people who wanted to kill me."

Dean fell silent, "I don't understand about it. I'm trying to get you out of jail."

"I don't mean to compare you to him. He also never intended much less to plan to snatch me from you. It's really very difficult."

"I don't want to talk about this. I just want you to do your duty as a good wife and mother."

"I can't go on with all this. You don't know how a mother's heart hurts to be separated from her children."

"You avenged him for Emier? What harm? He's also your flesh and blood."

"I don't want to talk about this. I gotta go. There's a meeting I need to take care of."

Dean, "Hug and kiss your son before you leave."

"Sorry, I can't. Don't force me!"

Dean was silent. There was no point in forcing Sinta. It only caused tension between the two of them.

"Pig!" Call Emier.

"Yes, honey…."

"Where's mom?"

"Just left. Why sweetheart?"

"I want to give this to you."

"What's that?"

Emier drew a woman who looked like his wife. Emier has many advantages but all that does not impress Sinta let alone change his attitude.

"You drew this?"Dean asked as he rubbed his son's hair.

"Yes. Not the same mother?"

"It's so dear."

Which makes Dean's heart even sadder and scarier. Besides being smart and smart. Emier is also very sweet and submissive. And not fussy.

Dean hugged his son and kissed the top of his head, "I'm sorry, Baba!" Clear threads ran down both of his cheeks.

"Prophe, why are you crying?" Emier looked at her father with her clear eyes.

"Baba made a mistake. And you're the one who's gonna have to endure it."

Emier wiped away his father's tears, "Prophe, don't cry!"

Dean hugged Emier tighter. Even though his mother was acting very cold. His father behaved the opposite. Very attentive and very warm.

His father took care of him and accompanied him to sleep. Read it before you go to sleep. Covering him when sleeping and turning off his room lights.

"Pig." Emier once said that his father accompanied him before going to bed.

"I want to be accompanied by sleep by Mother."

"You know your mother is very busy." Dean rubbed and hugged his son affectionately.

"I want you to hug me and kiss me like Baba." Plain saute.

"Baba and mom are the same. If you're busy and can't hug and kiss you. Let Baba do it for you. You're okay, aren't you, baby?"

Emier nodded his head. Emier was used to growing up with his father and nanny. Without the affection of his mother. Even though her birth mother is still around her.

Her caregivers often feel pity. But can't do anything. Not understanding what happened to his two parents. They have a very different attitude towards their children.

Emier saw his busy mother working at his desk. His mother had her own workspace that resembled a separate place from the rest of the house. Which room is most often occupied by the mother. 

Emier ventured in with a paper containing a picture of his mother. It made itself.

"Mother.." Call her.

"What's wrong? Can't you see I'm busy? Where are your babes and nanny?"

"Baba work while nanny is preparing my food."

"Would you come here? You don't see mommy doing a lot of work. Don't bother mom. Get out of your work room. Find nannymu!"

"Mother! I'm giving this up."

"What's that?" Sahut Sinta. He did not want to feel attached to Emier despite his own biological son. He still harbored hopes of returning to Dylan and their children.

"I made it for mom."

Sinta lifted her face from the document she was reading.

Emier walked over to the bunch. Handing over the paper containing the image of the bundle.

Sinta's heart almost stopped seeing the picture of her face painted so beautifully. His son is not yet five years old but is already very good at drawing. He can also play the piano well. Memorizing the qur'an. Read and write well. Not yet the sport of swimming and football that he really likes. When he spends time with his friends.

"You made it yourself?"

Emier nodded his head, "Good aren't you?"

"Good."

The door of Sinta's work space is opening wider. Nanny, her son brought food for Emier.

"Don't bother mom. Let's get out."

Emier put the paper he carried onto his round desk.  Followed her nanny out of her parents' den.

As soon as the work door closes. Sinta's tears melted from both of her cheeks. See the picture his son made. 

Ii'm sorry. You will understand all my attitudes. Especially when I leave you. You don't have to feel like you're losing me.

Emier ate his food while playing the piano. Rivers Flow On You is a beautiful piano song.

Sinta quit her job. Enjoy the pictures and music that is being played by the son just wayangnya.

Her husband facilitated all of her son's talent interests as well as taking great care of his growth and development. It made him an amazing and special child. Even if no one knows. Behind all its privileges. She had never felt the touch of her mother's affection since she was born.

His life is just a father, a nanny and an interest in his talent. His father made his life perfect. Not feeling lonely or sad because of the shortcomings experienced.